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trusthell2016-04-24 09:53 am
trustharder) wrote in trusthell2016-04-24 09:53 am
Week 9.
For the first time since your stay in the Vault began, no one died this week. That doesn't mean there weren't casualties among you, however – namely, trust, interpersonal relationships, and comfort in the group dynamic as a whole. Hopefully no one else pays the price for it. Saturday is given to regrouping and sleep; there aren't any bodies to be found on Sunday morning. You're safe for now – unless your dreams have told you otherwise... |
SUNDAY | MONDAY | TUESDAY | WEDNESDAY
[OOC: Welcome to week nine of Trustfell! Save your threads for coins; don't forget to submit your memory regains! There is no activity check this week!
THIS IS THE LAST WEEK TO REDEEM COINS!
The text and calling posts are still active, for the sake of contacting the jerk who's keeping you here, to be used at your leisure!]
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Black stands up—it's mostly to lean over the table closer to Yosuke, gently touching the bottom of his chin in an effort to guide him to look up. Come on, dear. ]
I really like you, Yosuke. Miss Sigrun called it love, but that's [ a short, embarrassed laugh; red across his face and creeping around the side of his neck ] a little heavy, I think? But I... when I think about going back home and never seeing you again, it feels like there's something trying to claw its way into my chest to make a home there. In a bad way.
[ Black pauses, swallowing hard, then cups Yosuke's cheek softly. Barely there, ghosting it. ]
Not right now doesn't mean never. We're going to live past all of this and have... whatever time we have later on. After all, you wanted me to come back with you, didn't you? [ He's still not sure about how to answer that—every time he thinks he does, it slips out of his grasp.
But Yosuke's right here. And that's all he needs right now. ] I don't want you running headlong into anything though, just because you feel like you want to or need to. I waited so long because I didn't want to mess up we had, and I'm willing to wait again because I don't want either of us to pour salt on open wounds. I love being friends with you—I love being with you, Yosuke. Hanging out, talking, playing arcade games, doing stupid bets for favors...
That's why I can't, in good conscience, kiss you right now. Even if you think you want to. Especially because of that. [ ...that's all.
He'll sit back down, keeping his hands in front of him. Nothing to hide; it isn't the first time he's bared his heart to Yosuke, and it probably won't be the last. ]
I hope you can forgive me for this, too.
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But still, he feels... lighter. Like Black cleaned something infected and spoiled out of him. The wound bled but was no longer quite so sick.
God, he had it so bad. Damn it]
'Course I can. [His words are a little slurred, but not mad or even that overtly upset. Just choked up.]
You'll... be at the game, right? That gives me a whole day to get my raptor cry down.
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Besides, I said I'd help, didn't I? With all those big numbers. [ less teasing than earlier, but still on the edge of a joke.
he's hurting, too, but it's for the best. ]
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For the future.]
I should... go. Do... something.
They had come in on him, but right now he just needs to be alone. To think.]
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... Well, one of them doesn't seem too good. Neither of them do, actually, but Sigrun'll take her book back over and sling an arm around Yosuke's shoulders for the moment.]
Leaving so soon, lazybones? [Then, quieter:] If you need to talk, I'm here to listen. Don't forget that.
[And then she'll let him go, casual as can be.]
That's too bad. I was kinda hoping we could talk more about your raptor friends!
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but he won't make any move to stop Yosuke. ]
It's nice to have surprises. I'm looking forward to tomorrow. [ ... ] See you then, Yosuke.