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

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[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!

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[avoidcomplications]

[Kira didn't drink often, but today he found he rather needed one. Last night had been...well. A thing. Trying to put it out of his mind for the moment, he walked into the bar and...]

St-

[...quickly shut his mouth. What was that doing here?]

What is that thing?

[Stray Cat tilted its head--er, 'head' at the sight of Kira as though it didn't recognize him, but at the sound of his voice immediately perked up and meowed.]

[alchemicals]

Hell if I know, but it looks like he likes you.

[...]

She? Maybe she likes you... I'm not sure how I'm supposed to tell, but I'm not too sure it matters. I got it out of the machine, either way.

[avoidcomplications]

[SWEATS NERVOUSLY]

I've never seen anything like that before. [Which was a lie: he remembered it in vague shreds. That thing...it had been outside the Kawajiri house, and he'd-...damned amnesia, there was more to it and he wasn't sure what. Stray Cat, meanwhile, seemed curious and a little disappointed that Kira hadn't dared come any closer.]

Does it have a name?

[alchemicals]

Well, it's not like I've given it one.

[He shrugs.]

Either way, you're a cat person, maybe that's why it's interested. I wouldn't be surprised if cat...plant...things work the same way.

[avoidcomplications]

[Kira laughed awkwardly, raising his hand to his face and lowering it like he had to consciously hold back some kind of habit. If a damn cat of all things was going to cause problems for him...]

I wouldn't know. I don't actually own a cat back home, much less a flower that acts like one.

[alchemicals]

...I'm actually surprised that you don't. Any particular reason, other than I'm guessing the shedding would drive you crazy?

[avoidcomplications]

Not in particular, apart from that. Though I doubt that would be a problem with this one.

['this one' here looking quite dejected at this point. 'PAY ATTENTION TO ME.']

[alchemicals]

[...he's just going to be awkwardly patting the flower for a moment because jesus christ, this is his life right now.]

You want to keep it for a while, then? Assuming it doesn't offend your delicate sensibilities somehow.

[avoidcomplications]

Are you joking? How would I know anything about how to care for a whatever this is?

[...kira you're not even being slightly subtle and it's making stray cat sad.]

[alchemicals]

...It's a plant, Kira.

[are you fucking kidding right now]

[avoidcomplications]

A plant that's meowing, Kimbley. The damn thing will probably die for lack of sunlight, and knowing the way this place goes it will probably end with me tried and executed for Stray Cat's murder.

[oops.]

[alchemicals]

[Oops.]

Stray Cat, huh?

[avoidcomplications]

[...Goddammit.]

. . .What? It's a cat without an owner, what else am I supposed to call it?

[alchemicals]

I mean, most people just haven't been calling it anything. And besides, it likes you for some reason while it spent the first hour or so swatting at me.

[avoidcomplications]

[Kira scowled, briefly biting his thumbnail as he tried to come up with a proper response to that. All things considered...there were worse people than Kimbley to be questioned by at this point. Watanuki had already pegged him as being terribly insistent upon being normal--if he was the one with the insistently meowing plant in this situation, that would be a real problem.]

[Failing to see any way to talk himself out of this, he dropped his hand and folded his arms with a focused stare.]

I don't know what it is, if that's your next question. I can vaguely recall having seen it before, and I know its name because that what I called it.

[alchemicals]

See, that's not so bad.

[jesus christ kira was it really that hard]

Sometimes weird things happen, apparently, it's not like I care why you know what this thing is.

[avoidcomplications]

[YES IT WAS]

Not to me, they don't. [or 'shouldn't', as far as Kira was concerned.] But I'm not surprised you don't care. You might be one of the few that wouldn't find that strange.

[alchemicals]

Trust me, my life has gotten weird enough over the last little while to ensure that I won't question too much.

[avoidcomplications]

...There's strange, and then there's- [a gesture towards Stray Cat, who decided that was invitation to nuzzle right up against Kira's hand.]

[alchemicals]

...I'm pretty sure the guy I've been living with is an alchemically created person with the soul of a dead guy shoved in it. Or something. Assuming the theories on that aren't completely wrong.

[...]

I mean, I'm not saying you don't have a point, because I've got no idea what's going on with this thing, but yeah.

[avoidcomplications]

[what]

What.

[alchemicals]

Don't quote me on it or anything. Human transmutation isn't exactly my strong suit.

I'm pretty sure he's dead now, though, so it's not like it matters all that much in the end.

[avoidcomplications]

Human...what? Kimbley, I am a reasonably ordinary man who apparently owns a sentient plant, you may need to explain that.

[alchemicals]

...All right, so. Alchemy is pretty much just taking one thing and turning it into something else. You need the ingredients required to make...whatever it is you're trying to make, and you need the technical knowledge to make it, but once you've got that you can do pretty much whatever you want in your given field. Mine is chemistry - I've got the knowledge to do whatever I want, given a set of ingredients to do it with. Water and iron into nitroglycerin, like I said.

It's...actually not that hard to make a human, in theory, if you know what you're doing. We're just not supposed to. Some people don't really care and they try anyway for whatever reason.

[avoidcomplications]

...

[holy shit]

That's...certainly leagues above your ordinary high school chemistry experiment.