WEEK 4.

[trustwellness]

WEEK 4 Three more have died this past week. Milla Maxwell was killed for breaking a rule, Chiyuki was murdered, and you all had a hand in executing Yoshikage Kira. It seems like this isn't going to stop any time soon. How many more will join them this week? 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... Despite the Wordsmith's reaction to the last trial, it seems as though you've been rewarded once again for a job that was...well, it was done, even if he didn't explicitly say it was well-done. Another door has opened in that stairway, it seems, leading you further down into the building; once again, there are more rooms down there, more things to occupy yourselves with. Or perhaps just more means to get creative with regards to how you take initiative with your fellow Apprentices. APPRENTICES REMAINING: 23 APPRENTICES REMAINING: 22 APPRENTICES REMAINING: 20

SUNDAY | MONDAY | TUESDAY | WEDNESDAY | THURSDAY

[OOC: Welcome to week four 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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kitchen

[matchbreaker]

[ Elda was jut walking to the mail room in peace, sort of hobbling a bit on her not-injured leg. ... And then she heard sobbing. And then she sees a girl on the floor of the kitchens. and then she smells a lot of cookies.

...

...

Wow, this is so not her bag.

That said, she did just get some stuff from the vending machine and she can't actually eat any of the food? So she'll just come into the kitchen and throw (underhand, at least...?) the chocolate jerky at Vanille's head. Clearly that'll help??? ]

[ravagers]

[ ???

what's happening

She looks up when the jerky falls at her knees, and she wipes her eyes. ]

O-oh, hi, Elda...

[matchbreaker]

Eat that.

[ CLEARLY.

SO HELPFUL. ]

[ravagers]

Erm-- alright.

[ She unwraps it and takes a bite out of it. ]

It's pretty good.

[matchbreaker]

[ this is clearly how one comforts a crying girl you barely know.

That said, she's getting up on the counter to sort of frog-crouch and look down at her ]

Oh, does it? Good!

[ She didn't think it would. ]

[ravagers]

Mm-hmm. I got one of these out of that machine, but hadn't tried it 'til just now...

[ Another bite. ]

... Thanks.

[matchbreaker]

Honestly, it looked like a weird combination to me. What what do I know, I can't taste that stuff.

[ . . . She's going to ignore that thanks and, ]

So what's got you in such a tizzie?

[ravagers]

[ She takes in a very deep breath, and even though tears sting at her eyes, she manages to keep it together... for the most part, anyway. ]

A-Angela, she-- what a horrible thing...

[matchbreaker]

[ . . . Ah.

Elda can't deny that hit her too. The woman had been sweet her to. And she still needed some answers about... various things, really. Still, maybe there's a certain level of cognitive dissonance allowed to the vampire. She brushes past Vanille. She apparently considers that chocolate jerky a fair enough comforting to the girl she barely knows. ]

For such a stupid rule too. Who even heard of a murderous curfew?

[ravagers]

[ Vanille picks herself up--more than just physically--and looks over at Elda. ]

Yeah... and even if someone does fall asleep outside their room, that's-- that's no reason for that to happen!

[matchbreaker]

I wonder why. It's not even their room, or that Silver kid would be dead five times over.

[ Hmmm.

She hops up into the counter. ]

[ravagers]

Yeah... and me, too.

[ ... she shudders to think how Varric would take her dying. Part of her doesn't think she deserves any tears or outrage that might come at her death, but... ]

I'm not even certain why we need a rule for that... What's so wrong about sleeping outside the dormitory rooms?

[matchbreaker]

That's what I just said.

[ Huff! That said, with her legs folded now, she gets into a seat on the counter. ... Who knows why, maybe to look down on the other girl who would normally be slightly taller than her ]

Who're you shacking up with?

[ravagers]

Varric. I've been staying with him since after that first week.

[matchbreaker]

[ . . .

And she bursts out laughing! ]

Oh, you skew that old?! And here I thought you wanted to lick that fish girl!

[ Apparently someone's... old... ]

[ravagers]

Eh?

[ wait ]

It's not like that! He's more like a dad to me than anything else!

[matchbreaker]

Really.

[ Still laughing, Elda's gaze is now at least slightly cruel. Such is the way of old ladies. ]

[ravagers]

Really! We don't even sleep next to each other or anything like that, so don't go getting ideas!

[matchbreaker]

Oh wow, you have to excuse Tethras like that?! Now I've really got to be suspect of his intentions!

[ravagers]

[ oh my god ]

If you really think there's something going on, you're very wrong! For a lot of reasons!

[ she's not even into dudes, elda. ]

[matchbreaker]

If you say so, girlie.

[ Heh heh heeeeeh.

But with that said, rocking on the counter, she gestures at the girl as a whole ]

Point stands though, Angela really should have just got back to the room. Not that she should need to, of course.

[ravagers]

[ huff!!!

... Her expression turns a little more serious, and she nods. ]

I wonder... if she was doing something important, and she got so caught up she fell asleep, or... [ She shakes her head. ] I'm not certain. I wish... I could've been there, to wake her up.

[matchbreaker]

I wish she would have thought about it more. We're going to have a real hassle from here on.

[ Elda...

has sentimentality. But you'd be excused for thinking not, given how the only thing betraying her is drumming her long nails on the counter next to her. ]

[ravagers]

Mm....

[ Vanille looks down. She gets Elda's frustration, but... ]

Then... we've just got to work that much harder!

[matchbreaker]

That's a given. I'm sure not going to die.

[ They all might but she won't.

That said, the tapping continues ]