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[mingle] the space (january).

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( WELCOME BACK, TRAVELERS. )

There's nothing but the clatter of train tracks, and the odd feeling of almost floating.

When you wake, it's hard to tell exactly what it is that you're missing - only that you are. There are pieces that aren't quite right, even if you're not sure where those pieces would normally be. Pieces of what, exactly....? Well, if you had to put a word to it, it would be - yourself, probably. Or did you get something back recently?

The place you've found yourself in is strange, certainly. It's probably worth exploring a bit. Though it just as easily seems that the only form of welcome or explanation that you have, comes from nothing more than a slab of marble. It might've changed since the last time you saw it.

You might have changed since the last time you saw yourself too - perhaps with a new emblem on your clothes, or a portrait on your skin.

There's no need to fret that much though. You've already gone through the ordeal once, and you might be able to see results from it. Even so, it's best that you don't get too comfortable, because there is still the unshakeable feeling:

There's still much more ahead of you.

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i. wtf is a train, even.

[ Lux is standing somewhere in The Center, looking at the train that she has apparently just stepped off of. She has one hand on her chin as she looks it over curiously. ]

... Is this hextech? I've never seen something like this - nothing so big. Or fast...

It must be at least partly run on magic, right? I mean, coming to a place like this?

[ Weirdly, it's hard to tell if she sounds like she thinks that's fascinating or horrible. ]

ii. emblem???

[ If you happen to be looking at Lux at just the right time while she's exploring - wherever - you'll see her hand idly drift down to an emblem on her cloak.

She looks down at it, and... Apparently was expecting to see something else, because her shoulders jump. After a moment of looking at it, she tears it off of her cloak and throws it to the ground, then starts to walk away.

... But only gets a few steps away before she awkwardly turns back around to grab it again. ]

iii. wildcard.

[ she's exploring, so she can be found anywhere, walking around with a 'generally confused' sort of aura. a real 'i'm hoping someone will stop me and ask if i'd like them to explain everything going on' sort of expression. ]

You don’t have trains in your world?

[He’s just passing by, but he does stop to look over his shoulder to tend to the question.]

Magic isn’t always necessary, but I think this is an unusual case.

I... Can't say for sure that we don't have them. I haven't seen the entire world.

[ And, well, some regions are more advanced than others. She looks from the train, to him, and back. ]

It isn't always necessary - but it is sometimes?

[He turns to face her, and the train, properly this time. A gloved hand gestures at their mode of transport.]

That is not a normal train. Something that’s moving us through incomprehensible spaces and stops — I don’t know of a science that can properly explain it. Magic must be filling in the gaps.

That’s my meaning.

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