WEEK 3.

[trustwellness]

WEEK 3 As the second week draws to a close, two more have joined the deceased. Christo and Alani are dead, leaving twenty-six of you remaining. It may not seem like very many have died, but their absence will certainly be felt. 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... Just like last week, a door in the stairwell has opened, leading you down further into the building; there are more rooms open to you down there - possibly even one that you'll find personally interesting. Go ahead and explore all you like; after all, you did well at completing your lessons this past week. APPRENTICES REMAINING: 26 APPRENTICES REMAINING: 25

SUNDAY | MONDAY | TUESDAY | WEDNESDAY | THURSDAY

[OOC: Welcome to week three 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!]

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MONDAY

[trustwellness]

[matchbreaker]

[ Elda's dream against all odds has her excited. Saturday and Sunday had been days of conflicts. She'd gotten into an argument of some sort with basically everyone she knew here and finally admittedly parts of her burdens to various people here. She had some other downsides, of course... but well.

Most people here she's totally excited to brag about her newly remembered granddaughter. Elda thus goes to the Mail Room first. She's been going there a lot the last few days, like once an hour or so. She picks up a letter to read later from Wordsmith but more importantly she picks up several pieces of paper so that she might draw! Elda retires to the game room so she might sketch Karin. Elda's art style is impeccable and detailed, the sort of sketch you might expect out of some bored noblewoman from a time long past. You also might notice that (especially when its not in color to show the different hair and eye colors) Karin looks basically identical to Elda, except with shorter hair and larger breasts. Another sketch she makes is of this four year old.

Once pleased with both of those, Elda goes to find a nail or some tape from the supply closet so that she might hang both on the wall of the game room. Because that's logical.

After that though, she's curious about all the things in here! She's more than up for if anyone wants to play cards with her, but she's actually opening all sorts of board games and rolling out their dice, a little bit befuddled by them all. Not that she bothers to read any of the rules. No, instead, looking at the bookshelves in here she finds the large, arcane looking tomes for some tabletop roleplaying game, picking out three or four of them and then looking through them. She's... confused? But confused in an interested sort of way. The vampire considers lugging them back to her room or to the Foyer, but she decides to stay on the same floor.

And so for the rest of the day you might find her sitting on the corner of the bar, idly leafing through such tomes as The Fiend Folio and The Curse of Stroke. She'll work this shit out somehow. Maybe it can even teach her real magic, it sure seems complicated enough for it. ]

game room

[plentyfriendly]

[Phi, for her part, has gotten out some the word game tiles - although not the entire set from any of them - and some paper and pencils. She doesn't quite look like she's here to play any, and is muttering to herself.]

"When a curious hate oozes calamity"... I could get "zero" out of this, but that seems too obvious.

[matchbreaker]

[ Oh, it's the white haired girl!

... Elda was rolling some dice, but that's way more interesting. So she scoots closer. And closer.

To try and listen in / look around her to see what she's doing ]

Game Room

[officerhops]

[Now that Judy's determined to start getting up and about more, she's taking the day Monday to explore the new rooms that opened up. Upon reaching the game room, she stumbles across Elda already there, sketching something that is...honestly very impressive, and when Judy sees it she stops short with a notebook and pen forgotten in her paws.]

Elda...did you draw that?

[Hi hello she didn't die last week surprisingly.]

[matchbreaker]

[ Looking up, the pencil still in her hand... Oh! It's the Rabbit. She adjusts her vision to look down a bit, shifting in her seat to be both more even keel and to let the rabbit see the mostly finished sketch of Karin better. ]

I did! Isn't she darling? She's a real chip off the old block!

[Apparently this is exciting ]

grame room

[iaspis]

[Exploring the new floor is still something Jasper is doing by Monday, so when she peeks into the room and sees Elda drawing, it's actually the first time she's paid any attention to the room. Yesterday left her mostly preoccupied with the bar.]

You're good at drawing.

[matchbreaker]

[ By now, she's actually finished the Karin drawing (it's laying on the desk next to her) and she's working on Ren's. It's odd, it feels like this isn't right... like should his chin be sharper? But there's no way, Ren was just four?

... but if Karin was sixteen...

Hmmm. Oh! Jasper! ]

Oh, yeah, thanks! I've had a long, long time to practice, after all.

game room

[feistytrader]

[Silver walks in on Elda... And her pictures... And considers saying something; he doesn't want to leave, but that also sounds like a good idea, so he just kind of helplessly stares at Weavile while deciding what to do.

...

Eventually, he speaks up.]

Are they your family?

game room

[matchbreaker]

[ Oh it's him.

... This long removed from it all, she almost feels bad.

And so she answers, civilly, but not as animatedly as she has been all day, still touching up some new sketch, the Ren and Karin ones already on the desk next to her ]

Yeah, those are my grandchildren.

[avoidcomplications]

[The bar sure did sound like a good idea at this rate. Kira wasn't one to drink often, but he certainly did seem to be looking for something to calm his nerves with the way things were going.]

[...He almost turned right around and left when he saw Elda, but elected to instead calmly overlook her and pour himself a drink. If she wanted an apology for everything that trial had decided to be, too bad. Kira wasn't about to come forward with one anytime soon.]

[matchbreaker]

[ Three different big rpg books open in front of her on the bar and a small box of dice in front of her, one might think Elda was too distracted to notice people, but she did look up to see Kira come in. Oh... him. ... She can't help it, she sort of glared a him in an unfocused way as he took his seat.

It's a little like what Kimbley said earlier.

A bit like a gremlin ]

[oyashiromama]

[Yesterday... Yesterday was an exercise in pushing things down. She'd done pretty well, she thinks, despite a few slip-ups, and she's still of course thinking about Friday's events, but-

But today, Hanyuu's going to try and keep going. Like things are normal. Like she didn't remember what she did the other night.

The best thing to do, of course, is check out the new floor. It's more than a little disturbing, that a new one's unlocked after someone else has died, but...

"R- Rika, Rika...!"

But, not thinking about things like that! So, Hanyuu will be looking around there, starting in the archery room and super abruptly just nope, not here for this today. Thankfully, the game room catches her attention more, relaxes her. She'll look through the board games, and take out a deck of cards, all with an air of fondness about her.]

Oh... Aah, they're so new...

[In any case. It doesn't seem she's opposed to a game.

Following that, she'll find her way to the billiards room, also something of interest. The dart boards, those are things she's seen before, but... The billiards, she really hasn't and that's a little fascinating? She pokes at a ball with a cue curiously. How do you play such a game?

Since those rooms hold most of her attention, it isn't until late that she wanders into the bar, and...hm. That one, she's not as fond of, proceeding rather warily.

"Huh...? Wh-where am I? Where is this? Where's--?!"
"Hanyuu..."

...Maybe she'll take a look at some of the drinks. Whatever's on the tap? (She'll find it gross but she won't know that yet.)

And...she wanders the hallways of the new floor, the upper floors. Thinking. The later it gets, the less she can push everything down. Hanyuu holds a troubled expression.

"Rika..."
"Hanyuu... Did I die?"

It's fine. It's okay. She saved her. Against all odds, she saved someone. So, it's fine. ...Right...?]

hallways

[ravagers]

[ There's Hanyuu! ... There's Hanyuu looking very distinctly not happy, and Vanille doesn't like that. She's not gonna force her to smile, but maybe a talk will do?

She's also feeling unsure, too, from her own dream. ]

Hanyuu? How're you doing?

[oyashiromama]

A- aah? O-oh, Vanille, hello, you...surprised me. [...which sounds stupid even before it's finished leaving her mouth, Vanille's no sneaky girl, so it's obvious Hanyuu's distracted.] A-au, I'm...just thinking, that's all. It's been a long day.

hallways

[sportadork]

[he's getting a little bit used to staying up a bit later. it seems like people start showing how they really feel the later it gets.]

Have a bad dream?

[oyashiromama]

A-aah- Sportacus. [Is there a smile in her? Maybe the smallest of them, for him.] Oh... I'm just dwelling on a...confusing one, that's all.

Game Room

[elepe]

[Lusamine was also on her way in checking this new floor out, and she happens to check out the game room--oh!]

Hello, Ms. Furude.

[Since she's already over there and checking out the games, Lusamine will go up and greet her.]

Did you find something enoyable in this room?

[oyashiromama]

[Oh, here Hanyuu can't help but smile. She looks to Lusamine and nods.]

Everything seems to be enjoyable in this room, so far.

hallways;

[tsugomori]

[ Well, the hallways were places that Mikazuki oft ventured himself for... obvious reasons. He's been checking out the new rooms of course, although feeling like he forgot to do something. Was it laundry, he wonders?

The thought doesn't go any further than that, because he notices Hanyuu with her troubled expression. ]

Ah, Miss Hanyuu? Is there something on your mind?

[oyashiromama]

M-Mikazuki! [She really is lost in thought tonight, just everyone is surprising her.] Oh, it's...it's nothing really worth worrying about.

[sportadork]

[okay, so, like. archery's not exactly his favorite sport. like, top ten, maybe. but, it's a sport, and there's only so many ostensibly sedentary activities sport can do before he loses his mind.

so, that's where he'll be most of this fine day, shooting arrows into targets, shooting arrows into the arrows he's already shot-- filling his pockets with bullets?? just pocketfuls of loose bullets. he doesn't know. he's trying his best.

later on in the early evening, he's in the mail room, penning out a letter. the letter consists of: a salutation, one line of text, a complimentary close, and -- what he is currently putting far too much effort into-- a series of complicated and yet completely terrible doodles. he looks both tired and completely unwilling to stop what he's doing.]

archery room

[acherontiastyx]

[.................]

Yo... what are you doing, dude. I mean, yeah, okay, archery, but I think you can hit the middle.

Mail Room

[officerhops]

[Judy hasn't seen or spoken to Sportacus in...god, has it been a whole week? Maybe a little less since she saw him last Sunday...but she feels terrible about it regardless. It isn't long until she's finished her rounds and is seeking him out. She doesn't find him until a bit later in the day, in the mail room where she's usually either trying to think of something new to send the Wordsmith, or getting some extra pens and paper.

He looks so tired.]

Sportacus?

shooting range

[matchbreaker]

[ Such progress: she actually talks to him ]

... Why are your pants jingling?