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

pool

[feistytrader]

[Silver enters the pool area, and sees Elda!

...And then he heads into the girl's changing room, grabs a bathing suit, balls it up, and chucks it at Elda's head.]

[matchbreaker]

[ RUDE.

That makes her choke just a little because it ended up submerging her and dat's rude. But she rights herself the balled up thing in hand and-]

Ehy!

[feistytrader]

You're exposed.

[And he figures she might appreciate some cover. Maybe. Either way, he's leaping on in, and Weavile's diving in right after him.]

[matchbreaker]

I noticed that, brat, I mean--t?!

[ and then he jumped in.

Is this suit even small enough for her??? is it going to be way too big... ]

[feistytrader]

[It might be a little large, but he did pick something that looked pretty damn close to her size.]

Meant what?

[matchbreaker]

[ THIS BRAT.

... It's weird to put on a swimsuit while in the pool. But she is doing that? It's probably a weird sight, particularly given how much fucking hair she has.

As such she is partially submerged ]

[feistytrader]

...You made a big fuss when I walked in on you. I figured you'd appreciate the heads up.

[Was that a fucking pun-]

[matchbreaker]

[ WOW

Okay, she's got it on but some hair is tangled. She should have gotten out to do this?? ]

You're helping with my straps and my hair, boy!

[feistytrader]

[She should have, but it's too late for that now.]

Yeah, sure. Just don't move.

[Luckily, Silver's pretty quick, and... Pretty skilled at getting her hair out. It's more than he's used to dealing with, but he manages. The two front pieces of her hair are pulled to the back of her head, spun around in a bun, and loosely tied with themselves; it's the best he can do without some kind of hair tie, but it should do for now.]

Better?

[matchbreaker]

[ UM she just wanted it not caught in the suit - but... that's... considerate... ]

Yeah.

[ She replied, pulling on her straps to make sure it fit better. It feels loose in the chest. Maybe this one was meant for Vanille or Orihime or something. ]

You better not have hurt my hair.

[feistytrader]

I was careful with it. I thought you'd appreciate it out of the way while you swim.

[It's not her whole head, sure, but hair goes absolutely everywhere when you swim. ...He should probably put up his own hair, really, but he's stubborn.]

[matchbreaker]

[ SHE LIKES IT FLOW--ing... but yeah if she's going to be here with someone that'd be a pain. ... Her buns are probably comically huge given how much of it there is ]

...Yeah, probably, now you mention it. What're you doing up, though?

[feistytrader]

...I couldn't sleep, and the pool's nice.

[There's a little more to it than that, and he looks away for a moment before continuing.]

I guess you're always up this late, huh?

[matchbreaker]

It's strange, still, being up during the "day."

[ She has been, in part do to that damn clock, but it's still hard. ]

[feistytrader]

...We can't tell the difference in here. Why don't you just pretend it rings at seven at night and again at ten in the morning?

[This is a kind of bad solution, but there isn't much else they can do about it at the moment.]

[matchbreaker]

Yeah we can, the lights are a little dimmer at night.

[ It's a placebo effect, basically. ]

[feistytrader]

You turn your lights up brighter during the day, not at night.

[matchbreaker]

If this was my manor we wouldn't even have all these lights.

[feistytrader]

I don't know if you noticed in the past few weeks or not, but we're a little far from home.

[matchbreaker]

Of course I noticed! That doesn't mean all these bright lights don't hurt my eyes! That flash when h executes people blinded me the first week!

[feistytrader]

[...Wait a minute. He points up to the ceiling.]

You mean lights like these hurt your eyes too?

[She did say she kept things lit with candles, but he thought that was a preference, not... Jeez.]

[matchbreaker]

...A little.

[ She said, half-pouting beneath the water. ]

[feistytrader]

...Maybe some sunglasses will come out of the machine.

[Either way, he looks a little apologetic. Elda really got it rough, didn't she?]

[matchbreaker]

Actually, I got some of those today! I didn't know what those were until the other day so I asked Wordsmith.

[ She doesn't have them on because pool, but they are back in her room. ]