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!]

Comments

[modernmedicine]

It looks like you took things out on a wall, honestly.

[She's going to disinfect everything, apply antibiotic ointment, and properly bandage it.]

[officerhops]

Sure I can. I wouldn't have been able to graduate from the academy if I couldn't.

[She's fallen into sub-zero temperature waters more times than she can count.]

[foundfate]

[At some point in the morning, a scream can be heard coming from the vending machine room. Should anyone investigate, they will find Watanuki on the floor, laughing as he desperately tries to grab for some fuzzy snake thing that keeps crawling all over him. It looks like it might be hugging him, maybe? Oh, and there's a bunch of other crap on the floor there too.

For the rest of the day, Watanuki is in a considerably better mood. He is pretty much all over the school, either doing his normal routine or showing off the school to his newly-arrived friend. But he will also go right up to anyone he comes across, because he has someone to introduce to them.]

[deofoled]

That's part of it. [ He launches himself into a double flip, flaring his wings out at the last second to curb his momentum. It's a bit flashy to say the least.]

I had another dream.

vending machine

[officerhops]

[Well, hearing laughter is a lot better than hearing screaming or something, right? Though...it doesn't mean that Judy is any less confused upon seeing Watanuki, of all people, on the floor with what looks like a feather boa or something tangled around him.

Judy blinks a few times, walking over with her pen and notebook in hand.]

Kimihiro...?

[foundfate]

[As soon as Judy speaks up, that 'feather boa' is going to stop bothering Watanuki long enough to crawl right over to her and sniff at her. Up-close it might be more obvious that one end of it is definitely a head, with two little ears and two little eyes.

While he has a moment, Watanuki is going to sit up and breathe.]

Sorry Judy. I didn't expect him to suddenly come out of the vending machine like that.

[officerhops]

"Him"? Oh-!

[Judy jumps a little bit when the furry snake thing suddenly makes its way over, causing her to go very still. Possibly out of some sort of instinct, but she's not moving an inch as he sniffs her, especially not when she notices the ears and...general face, area.]

Is, uh...is he a friend of yours?

room

[foundfate]

[In the afternoon, Watanuki walks by Hanyuu's door, heading towards his own room. He is actually showing Mugetsu the way to his room, so the little pipefox doesn't get lost, but he stops for a moment outside of Hanyuu's door. He hasn't seen her all day, has he?

He steps up to her door and knocks on it. He might as well see what she is up to.]

[foundfate]

Yeah, this is Mugetsu. He's from my world, and we're pretty good friends.

[Mugetsu can't talk, but he does make a noise of approval there. Then he'll sort of lift himself up, not unlike a periscope, so he can look at Judy's face. Funnily enough, he's long enough to do that. Judy y u so short.]

Don't worry, he doesn't bite.

[plegia]

["I... I'll kill you!"
"Go ahead! I welcome it. Just know you were responsible for Big Sister's bloody demise! ...And what of the rest of you? Eh? Who wants the honor of killing the exalt? ...No one? Bah! Your merry band isn't quite so headstrong anymore, is it? Pathetic!"
"Damn you!"
"Now, now, my boy—no one needs die today. Not you. Not the exalt. Not your friends. Just lay down your sword, and give me the Fire Emblem."
"...I..."
"Chrom! You can't trust him!"
"Of COURSE I can't trust him! I'm not an idiot! But if I just say no, he'll kill her! The gods are cruel, damn them! My sister or my duty... A problem with no right answer, yet I must choose!"

Well that's disappointing. Why bother having an enjoyable dream when you don't stay asleep long enough to know how it ends? Ugh. Gangrel's definitely doing better this week though, since he's out of his room before noon and throwing some coins at the vending machine. Most of this stuff isn't interesting at all, but then there's one thing...]

Ugh. Really? How many of these are in there?

[He tosses the ridiculous outfit into the pile and takes it all back to his room because why the hell not. His stuff now.

After that it's time to explore. Gangrel isn't here for the pool at all. He takes one look in the room and immediately gets the hell out of there as quick as he possibly can without running. He's also gone much paler than usual, but he'll recover shortly enough, once he's found another room.

The dojo is exactly the kind of room Gangrel was hoping for, so he'll be spending most of the day in here. He'll lay out a few of those mats so they span the majority of the room and then he starts stretching. Once he's all warmed up he gets a running start and launches into a flip like it ain't even a thing. He doesn't stick the landing nearly as well as he should though, and after staggering for a moment he manages to catch himself before he can fall and break a nail or something.

It's been awhile since he had enough space to do something like this and it shows, but he looks exhilarated anyway.

If you catch him later, he'll have that Iron-Nicking Sword with him and he'll be running through sword drills. Despite his ridiculously long nails, he's actually really skilled with a sword! It looks like he's more concerned with wild, powerful swings than with any sort of form, though.]

gym

[firstaid]

[While Estelle could waste her day away reading a book, it's still difficult for her to sit in one spot for so long so investigating is a go! She sees Killia in the gym punching that punching bag and just smiling.]

How are you feeling today?

vending machine

[firstaid]

[Estelle's in the vicinity as well and she hears the voice... that's definitely...

Oh Hanyuu...]

This thing, I feel like it gives us not only terrible things sometimes, but terrible memories as well.

vending machine

[firstaid]

[She sees whatever that creature may be and just giggles.]

What is it? It's so cute!

bar

[plegia]

[...Well, this is awkward. Gangrel had planned on avoiding Kimbley for the majority of the week, if only because he can recognize that he's the last person anyone would want to talk to after going through all that bullshit in the trial. Sure, he's curious about Kimbley's... everything, honestly, but even he has the sense to know that you leave people alone after they lose two friends and one of them tried to stab you in the back a lot. So. Finding Kimbley in the bar isn't exactly expected and he lingers in the doorway for a moment like he can't decide whether he should leave or not.

But he did come here to get a drink, so what the hell.]

You're not going to take the edge off like that, you know.

[It's a flippant comment, like everything he says, but he's not focusing on Kimbley and instead makes his way back to study the alcohol.]

[firstaid]

[She honestly doesn't even know Mikazuki entered her room at first, engaged in her book. Though when he speaks, she looks up and smiles. Mikazuki is someone she rather likes seeing, so it's not a big deal he's showed up!]

Oh no, it's fine. I'm happy to see you!

[And she means it. At least today she seems to be in better spirits. The trial was rough and before that, well, she cried on him...]

gym

[neverheardofhim]

[Varric has no use for much of anything on the fourth floor. He wasn't much for hand-to-hand combat, and there was no way anyone was going to catch him in a poor deeper than himself. Nevertheless, he found himself up there, ambling about. He was more interested in the people, how they interacted with the place.]

[He paused at the door of the gym, staring in at the man therein. He paused, unsure of how to approach. He'd opted to give Killia space after everything that had happened. But a week was enough, and worry churned in his gut.]

[Not that he'd let it show just yet.]

I think you killed it dead by now.

Pool

[neverheardofhim]

[Varric was no pro at cooking -- he'd proven his limitations earlier in the month. Nevertheless, he did have his specialties, which means the usual stew had been prepared with the usual enthusiasm. Most of it was left on the stove for whoever needed it, but Varric also made sure to amble up to the fourth floor with a bowl in hand.]

[Placing his fingers to his lips, he let out a sharp whistle, then stood, waiting for the swimming stick's attention.]

Been hours, Red. It's time to eat.

[deofoled]

Not quite. [ Punching it more because it's still in front of him, really. But after a more swings he stops with a sigh, shaking out his hands.]

...I've wanted to talk to you. [ He's just really not the best at approaching people first.]

[officerhops]

[She could say the same about you, Mugetsu. Being told that he won't bite is a comfort at least, causing her shoulders to relax as she looks eye-to-eye with the fuzzy little creature.]

Well, any friend of Kimihiro's is a friend of mine. It's nice to meet you, Mugetsu.

[alchemicals]

[He'll...allow it, though he'll look awkward as hell through the entire thing; he's not really used to anyone doing this sort of thing, and the one memory he has of it is...well.

Mnnngh.]

Pretty much. Bad dreams, I guess.

[alchemicals]

[...Oh.

Hey, Gangrel.

Kimbley doesn't really pause in what he's doing, nor does he look over, but he does shake his head a bit at the comment.]

Yeah, I know. Just thinking about things.

[tsugomori]

[ Well then. Mikazuki doesn't certainly draw attention to it, so the moving on is likely successful, and he'll take a nod. ]

Anything is fine. You see, I had gotten up quite early and I forgot to make myself something to eat, ha ha ha... you know how those mornings are.

[plegia]

The bar's an interesting place for that. Didn't feel like trying to sleep yet, I take it?

[Let's see here... uh. Hmm. He should definitely pick something that wasn't involved in the trial, so... Whatever, he'll just pick the first thing he sees because it's not like he's ever cared about the exact kind of alcohol he consumes.]

Do you want any?

[tsugomori]

Oh, you did?

[ He'll smile a little, moving close, but with a respectable distance so he doesn't interfere with the man's movements. ]

Well, I did too. But, was yours a good one?

[iaspis]

[Well, that was...

She doesn't know how to even describe that. Clearly another memory, but what the hell does it mean? first thing is first, she checks out the new floor. She's surprisingly please with the dojo, and can be fond there for several hours, practicing her skills. While her fighting style is clearly not martial arts, she is still a brawler. She looks surprisingly graceful for such an obvious brawler.

Later on, she can be found in the pool. Keyword in. She's sitting at the bottom of the pool, seemingly perfectly okay with being underwater and not... needing to come up for air for some weird reason. Either way, she's not there for very long-- not long enough that it would become a real concern at any rate. She can be found drying her hair off with a towel no more than thirty minutes later.

And, of course, in the evening, she can be found in the bar, an empty glass next to her, examining an incredibly wicked set of knives with interest.]