WEEK 8.

[trustwellness]

WEEK 8 Orihime Inoue and Mikazuki Munechika are dead thanks to the Wordsmith's motive. While only two have died this past week, it feels much emptier around here now. There's only ten of you left. There's so few of you now. 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... Unfortunately, regardless of how well you may or may not have done this week, it seems that there's nothing else for you here. No new floors have opened up below the seventh; it looks like for now, that truly is all. Perhaps it's a good sign. Perhaps it's one of the worst yet. Only time will tell. APPRENTICES REMAINING: 10 APPRENTICES REMAINING: 8

SUNDAY | MONDAY | TUESDAY | WEDNESDAY | THURSDAY | FRIDAY | SATURDAY

[OOC: Welcome to week eight 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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THURSDAY

[trustwellness]

[feistytrader]

[Silver is tired. There are only so many nights that you can sleep very little- if at all- before it catches up to you, and he's very much reached his limit. But that's no big deal. No chem lab tonight, head to bed early and don't pass out anywhere else. That's easy.

He makes his way to the vending machine to cash in on some sweet loot, and is met with some interesting stuff. That's a lot of swords. Are those thongs? Who cares, because that's a god damn Tamato berry, and he's splitting the thing with Honchkrow without a second thought. Anyone who approaches can probably smell the spice, really. That's some strong stuff.

Once he's done with the vending machine (and a proper breakfast,) he moves onto the sewing room to finish up a couple of janky projects. This isn't nearly as much of his forte as it is Blue's, but he'll just have to keep doing his best. Later on, when he's been in here for quite a while, he'll have something for Elda. Or maybe a couple of somethings. Who the hell knows.

He makes a quick trip to the dojo where he's... Trying to figure out how the hell to even hold a sword, really (spoilers: he's doing it wrong,) but quickly gives up on that in favor of making his way to the pool to relax with all the Pokémon in the water. ...It still sucks to be here, but it's not quite as bad anymore, and the water is too good to waste.

[matchbreaker]

[ Elda's not that hard to find! ... Who the hell else plays the piano? Someone else? Maybe? Oh well, the point is she's in the ballroom so enjoy that hike. ]

[feistytrader]

[...At least he doesn't have to check the entire building.]

Hey, Elda.

[He's got a big dark piece of fabric slung over his shoulder. That's a little more than something to cover her eyes...]

[matchbreaker]

[ She pauses in hr playing, but doesn't get up from the bench, looking over towards him ]

Hello. What do you have there?

dojo

[oyashiromama]

[...Oh, Silver.]

Do you need...a little help with that?

[feistytrader]

[For reference, he's using Gangrel's sword, not the Mikazuki one. The Mikazuki sword is on the ground right now, but he's starting with the big weirdly shaped thing first.]

Maybe. Swords aren't really my thing.

[...He's just feeling sentimental today.]

[oyashiromama]

[Ah, yes, when we have multiple swords now, it's always good to clarify. However, since there's a second, Hanyuu will move to pick it up.]

Would you like me to teach you? It's been a long time since I've used one, but I imagine it's like- aah, getting on a bicycle, is that how the saying goes?

[matchbreaker]

[ The games the other night has really done something for her mood. Even if the whole affair had been deeply stupid, it brought a smile to the woman's face, even in the morning. Also a desire for a crown.

... Honestly, it was probably a little bit denial-based. Or escapism? Really though, that's fine. Elda goes to the the vending machine today and gets... fun? Stuff. A fair bit of fun stuff. Once she moves it to a combination of Rooms 11 and 20, Elda puts on the gift from Orihime to see how it fits (pretty well, all things considered!) and then sets up shop elsewhere with those 20 megaphones. Or at least a dozen or so of them.

Namely, she spreads them all out on the dining room table and uses one of hem to call for for whoever comes past: ]

Come on, get a free megaphone! I don't need all these! They sure make a lot of noise!

[ Later in the day, though, she's making a much more subdued noise, she's going to the ballroom (she could have gone to the music room, but nah...) to practice on the piano there, trying to work out her old memories about how to play the thing. ... Or, as Guzma put it, more "freestyling" than anything. ]

dining room

[firstaid]

[She looks at the table and...]

I already have one of those.

[Why are there so many now?]

[matchbreaker]

Oh, really?

[ A beat. ]

Want another? You can hold two?

dining room

[acherontiastyx]

...

Aw yes. Megaphones. I want that stuff.

[matchbreaker]

Then go one and take one! I'm sure you of all people can think of good uses for it.

Dining Room

[elepe]

[Well, as much as Lusamine had intended to make the crown a bit of a terrible thing...she could not deny the fact that a crown should be proper. Beautiful, even. Even if it was for a silly purpose.

So when she goes into the dining room and sees Elda, she goes right up to her while holding the crown of purple carnations and dahlia out.]

How about we make a trade instead, hm?

[matchbreaker]

[ Oh... Oh wow! ]

You actually made one?! I do hope Silver gets one too!

[ But all the same, she's actually leaping up out of her chair, her eyes shining a little to see the result! This. Sounds fun? Yes, Fun. ]

[oyashiromama]

[This week has been... It's been something. She'd been wondering, what would she remember, and if it'd be in order, ever since talking to Jasper, and...

Well that's been sitting in her mind.

"If that's what it takes to go back to my old world...I won't think twice about killing my mother or father."
"If you do choose a world without me and I disappear...I will be happy, you know?"
"It was a dream."
"That was where I felt I had wronged you the most. Now I finally feel like I've atoned."

She's stewed in it, that memory. It's good...and yet-

Hanyuu sits in the mail room. She's got on her other outfit today, with Alani's flower and of course Orihime's friendship bracelet. She's taken to doing this, sitting there in the mornings. There's...nothing, as usual, but she still sits there, for hours at a time, with her deck of cards. ...Last night, though silly and vulgar, had been so fun. She thinks about how the club would take to that inappropriate game, and she laughs, idly, at their scandalized faces. Maybe even Rika would blush.

When it's clear nothing will come, she goes to the sewing room and quietly works for awhile on...something, it's a bit unclear what. She makes a stop by the art studio too, quietly painting. Again, it's not really anything concrete. Maybe she's just messing around, trying to get her mind off things.

In the end, during the evening, she sits in the greenhouse, under the fort constructed. She likes it there. Maybe, out of all the places here, she likes it the most.]

Greenhouse

[matchbreaker]

[ Okay so admittedly it's hard to be a stalking creature of the night or whatever in the greenhouse, let alone in a blanket fort. But Elda sure gives it her best shot, using light footsteps and sneaking up on Hanyuu. If she manages that, able to get behind her, Elda opens this gambit with ... ]

Am I solicited now?!

[ A bawdy inside joke.

... To her credit, her hands aren't even outstretched, so she clearly expects a negative, but still ]

[oyashiromama]

[WHY MUST THE PEACE BE DISTURBED- hanyuu yelps and nearly falls over, just barely catching herself and turning immediately to--]

No you are not solicited!

art room

[acherontiastyx]

[hey, someone else is painting nothing in particular!]

...yeah, that's cool. Very abstract.

[oyashiromama]

[hello fellow artist]

A-aah...? You think so? ...Yours, too, aah... Abstract!

[foundfate]

[Watanuki has been out of sight for most of the week, but he is out and about on Thursday! During the day you can find him at the vending machine getting useless crap, and at the greenhouse tending to the flowers there. Such an exciting day, right?

But in the evening, from about 6 pm onwards, he can be found in the kitchen. What is he making? Curry, of course!

No I kid he's actually baking some cookies. And he seems to be preparing them nicely on plates and stuff. Looks like there's going to be a cookie fairy tonight!]

[matchbreaker]

[ At about 7:30 Elda is sitting in the kitchen at the counter kicking her legs there and looking both pouty and bored. And putting her hand under her chin. ... And whining. ]

So do those even taste good?

[foundfate]

They taste sweet, and people usually like sweet things.

[Elda can't eat them though, can she? Damn, he doesn't have something else for her instead.]

kitchen

[feistytrader]

[...Watanuki immediately has the company of Silver, Weavile, and Aibo. They're reaching for cookies. They are not asking if they can have them, because they figure Watanuki wouldn't say no.]

Re: kitchen

[foundfate]

[Watanuki is immediately moving that plate of cookies out of their reach.]

Yours are on the red plate over there.

[It's the one with several extras compared to the others, since he made some for the pokemon too.]