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

kitchen

[plentyfriendly]

You seem lost.

[The thousand-yard stare has no effect on crops, it seems.]

[certaingiant]

[It sure doesn't.]

I was hoping to become more self-sufficient with my food, but I don't know where to even start without a recipe.

[He can cook, just... not very creatively.]

[plentyfriendly]

[She can be the same way, sort of.]

Killia's been cooking for you that much? I hadn't really been paying attention...

[certaingiant]

He hasn't made everything for me, but what I've had besides his cooking has been very basic. Sandwiches.

[It'd be a shame to have to eat only sandwiches until Killia's mood improves.]

[plentyfriendly]

Nothing wrong with basic, but with the amount of time we might have to keep staying here and mood swings being about the least reliable thing in the world...

[Fill in the rest of the sentence yourself.]

Seems like you're going for some kind of vegetarian pasta.

[certaingiant]

That was the thought. I'm a vegetarian.

[A polite vegetarian who'll eat things that are made for him, but otherwise, no meat.]

[plentyfriendly]

Well, that at least means we're less likely to get horribly sick if we screw this up. Let's stir-fry.

[Out comes some olive oil and probably a couple of Asian sauces.]

[certaingiant]

[Watching closely...]

Will all of these vegetables work together?

[plentyfriendly]

[Carrots, onions, peppers...]

Not the potatoes. Get some broccoli instead, and get some water boiling.

[certaingiant]

Alright, that much is simple.

[Broccoli is fetched from the fridge, and he starts to fill up a pot with water.]

[plentyfriendly]

And now we wait. We're going to want to wait to fry the vegetables until the noodles are mostly done boiling.

[certaingiant]

Ah, I see.

[...that means he has to make small talk, doesn't it.]

Do you do this often?

[plentyfriendly]

Not really.

[She's just been to Asian restaurants enough times to pick up a few things.]

[certaingiant]

Alright.

[Another... awkward pause...]

I don't socialize much. Is it obvious?

[plentyfriendly]

That, yeah. I didn't either, though, so it's okay.

[No shame.]

[certaingiant]

What do people even talk about while waiting for noodles to boil? And please don't say sports.

[He might just leave.]

[plentyfriendly]

I wasn't going to, I couldn't care less about that kind of thing.

[certaingiant]

You don't look like the type [Phi is not exactly athletic-seeming], but I couldn't be sure.

[plentyfriendly]

Hence the question. Can't say it's a bad one; I've got a pretty mean [RIDEEEEEEEER] kick, but not much else.

[certaingiant]

I don't understand the point, to be honest. I can understand why you would play, certainly, but I don't see why it's interesting to watch other people play, or why you'd be invested in a certain group of people you don't know winning or losing.

[plentyfriendly]

I'd guess it's part fantasy and part feeling like you're a part of something.

[certaingiant]

People do generally like to be affiliated with larger groups... I'd rather join a book club.

[plentyfriendly]

That's not a bad idea for here, to be honest...

[oh hey is the water ready?]

[certaingiant]

[It looks like it is!]

It's boiling, so we add the noodles now?

[Hopefully he has the general order right...]

[plentyfriendly]

Yep.

[Make sure to check the package for the cooking time.]