Memory Cave

[voidtreckermods]

After the passengers see a glimpse of a life that is not their own they appear in a cave. It is light, a strange moss glowing on the walls and ceiling illuminates the cave nicely and it is large enough for them to pace around in without trouble.

They are not alone. In the cave with them is another voidtrecker. Maybe someone they know well, maybe someone they have only seen in the aisles of the train. But they are together in this cave together.

The cave has no exit, at least not yet. They know that it will, eventually. When the time is right.

But for that time to come, they first must talk...

(OOC: For reference: memories!)

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[spikelet]

Oh no.

She flops back down too, a tremendous sigh on her lips.

"That's so annoying! Right at the end?!" She's annoyed enough, in fact, to switch subjects, because she doesn't want to think about being kidnapped by the train right now. She perks up again. "So-- the Ring-Spirit is a demon... and you're like a 'Diabolist', right? Because it gives you its powers? Did you make the Ring-Spirit your bitch? Is that why it got mad?"

She has no idea what bemused means.

[bloomingdespite]

...

"..."

Wester can't help it. They freeze for a moment, then begin wheezing, doubled over in laughter.

"Oh my god- he'd be FURIOUS if he heard you say that- I'm dying, I can't-

"It's... the Ring Spirit was the Dark Master for that campaign. We call him that because we don't really know his name and he lives in a huge golden ring, and after learning his deal calling him by his host's name just seemed rude."

[spikelet]

He'd be furious? They're dying? She almost flinches, but keeps it under control. The conversation's been going so well, she can't spoil it now. Besides, they're laughing, so--

She blinks at them doubtfully, and decides that they're exaggerating.

Wester is so confusing sometimes.

"I get it," she doesn't, but she'll work on that. "That was a good story, though. Thanks."

[bloomingdespite]

Wester smiles down at A-Qing, even though they're internally wincing. Right. She came from a world with significantly less friendly demons (although calling the Ring-Spirit friendly was a stretch). That... probably didn't sound too good from her point of view.

"It's no prob." They blink turning towards the exit. "Looks like whatever weirdos run this place gave us an out. Wanna go back to having fun in the sun?"