WEEK 2.

[trustwellness]

WEEK 2 Adelina and Kyrie Ushiromiya are dead. Regardless of how you felt about them and whether or not you mourned their passing, life goes on. It seems the Wordsmith intends to make good on the rules he's left for you all. Saturday is given to regrouping and rest; on Sunday morning the clock chimes as it always has, but at least there are no bodies to find today. It seems you're safe for now. The night before wasn't necessarily a peaceful one, however; you'll probably feel a bit groggy when you wake up, and it seems you've regained something that you didn't realize you'd lost... Either way, it seems there's nothing to do but move on - or, perhaps, move down. Another door in that holding area near the elevator seems to have opened up, leading into a corridor and a stairwell that seems to lead you somewhere beneath the dormitories, and eventually onto a new floor altogether. Go ahead and explore all you like; after all, you did well at completing your lessons this past week. APPRENTICES REMAINING: 28

SUNDAY | MONDAY | TUESDAY | WEDNESDAY | THURSDAY

[OOC: Welcome to week two of Trustfell! Feel free to make as many top levels as you'd like and tag out to other characters! This post is for all of your interactions this week... at least until the weekend. Don't forget to save those threads for coins and the activity check!

If you'd like to get in contact with the Wordsmith, you can do so through letters or the switchboard!]

Comments

sewing room

[iamthatsea]

[ Alani enters, looking... a little distracted, maybe? But then she sees Hanyuu, and she smiles. A friend. One of multiple friends. ]

Heya, Hanyuu.

[oyashiromama]

[Unfortunately, Hanyuu's a little distracted herself so while she notices Alani she doesn't quite take note of her distance. She continues her sewing, sparing a passing smile.]

Good afternoon, Alani. Are you looking for something in particular?

[iamthatsea]

Nah, just... checking out the new rooms. You look like you're having a good time.

[oyashiromama]

I've wanted to make more comfortable pajamas since our first night here, so it's nice to be able to. [...but that's clearly not all that's got her in a good mood]

[iamthatsea]

Wow, you're... really happy for someone making pajamas.

[ WHO KNEW PAJAMAS COULD BRING A LADY SO MUCH JOY ]

[oyashiromama]

[...she giggles]

It's not all that, really, I... I remembered something very good last night, someone very important to me.

[iamthatsea]

Really? Who?

[ DID YOU GET REMARRIED, HANYUU??? WATANUKI'LL CRY. ]

[oyashiromama]

My... Well, a few dozen generations removed, but...my other daughter.

[iamthatsea]

Oh! That does sound like a nice thing to remember. What's her name?

[oyashiromama]

Rika Furude. [She's practically glowing.] She's ten- at least, last I remember.

[iamthatsea]

Rika... well, I'm glad you remembered her, then. She's probably glad too, back home.

[oyashiromama]

She... she's already had a few twists and turns in her life, the poor girl...but I'm there for her. I can only speak to her, not touch her, but I keep her company...and she does for me as well.

[iamthatsea]

That's good, at least. Having someone to talk to like that is good.

[ SHE would have loved a ghost mom.... ]

[oyashiromama]

I just- even though I'm here, I can't help but think of her, and...I can't wait to remember more of her life, experience her growing up, so I'm going over and over those lovely ten years again and again.

[Sorry Alani she would give you a ghost mom if she could]

[iamthatsea]

Ten whole years... I guess that's not as much when you've lived for a while, huh?

[oyashiromama]

It's not. It isn't much for her either, of course, she's still but a child.

[iamthatsea]

Hmm... You know, natural-born Helicians can live to be thousands of years old. I won't, but. It's weird to think about, time.

Sounds like you got a nicer memory than me, though, so I'm glad.

[oyashiromama]

A- aah? [She pauses in her sewing and really looks at Alani.] Did you...was it something troubling? Do you want to talk about it?

[iamthatsea]

Um... I went to war. That's the simple way to look at it, I guess. Against the Jennerit Empire for, y'know, just the fate of the whole universe. Ha.

[oyashiromama]

To- oh... Oh, Alani... But you're so young- yes, others go to war all the time, but- for something so big...

[iamthatsea]

It's... I don't even know why. Monks don't exactly go to war, you know? But... I did. And... I remember this old man saying "Hey, monk girl, sorry about your planet," which uh... [ She gulps. ] Not promising.

[oyashiromama]

[Hanyuu stands up and goes right to her. Alani is...about a head taller than her, so it's not easy to do, but she puts both hands on her shoulders and-

...and what? She's not good at reassurances. Silent, for a moment, and-]

Y- you've more to remember. It may still be... Oh, Alani. [Can she just hug her? Will she accept a hug?]

[iamthatsea]

[ Oh no. Oh no... She's a little awkward, hugs aren't something she's familiar with, but Alani does awkwardly wrap her arms around Hanyuu in return. ]

Yeah. There... there must be more.

[oyashiromama]

[Hanyuu...similarly, she's so not used to hugs, not used to giving them, or receiving, but...she will try. For all the times she wanted to hug Ouka. For all the times she's wanted to wipe away Rika's tears and brush her hair.

She'll try.]

If you remember any more...I will be here for you, to talk about it with.

[iamthatsea]

[ Alani nods. She's holding Hanyuu pretty tightly now, but not painfully or anything. ]

Right. Thank you, Hanyuu. I'll be sure to.