Trustfell 4: Trust Fall or Die Hard (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
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trusthell2017-02-12 11:44 am
trustwellness) wrote in trusthell2017-02-12 11:44 am
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: 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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I can't, I-I have people I have to look after.
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[ She had been excited to meet a descendent! And one who could see her!! ]
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[ . . . Elda may or may not be trying to "subtly" move the vodka bottle towards Hanyuu's water as she talks.
She senses Hanyuu is upset, she has not yet gathered the depths of it yet. ]
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[...She pushes the vodka back towards Elda.]
They are all very unfortunate children of Hinamizawa, and Rika loves them. I can't leave them behind.
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[ She said, casually pushing the vodka back.
Mostly just to have something to do with her hands ]
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Hinamizawa is a very unfortunate village, alright?
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That doesn't answer anything, Hanyuu.
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There are problems there, okay?! I have a duty to protect them, and it's already- it's already been long enough that I've left them alone!
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[ Elda snaps back, frustrated ... honestly, mostly on Hanyuu's behalf. Though in no small part with the woman stonewalling her a bit ]
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Don't you dare. Don't- If I don't return in time, then- then everything they've known will be destroyed in an instant! [She doesn't mean to yell. She doesn't, she's just- so frustrated, so intensely frustrated and she's only remembered around thirteen years-] I might already- be too late to fix anything- so don't you dare!
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Elda leaps back over the bar, landing in front of Hanyuu and past the vodka. Once there, she gets a grip on her shoulder. ]
What's that even mean?! [ She manages to hold back asking what a ghost can do at least??? ]
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I don't- look, I- I should've just gone back to my room, I'm very tired and don't want to talk about it, alright? Not anymore.
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... Elda is at a strange impasse here. Because she wants to shout and wants to rage and wants to throw the fact that they're friends in her face. But she... ]
We've talked about everything, Hanyuu.
[ She allows Hanyuu to break the grip, but she's saying that through her own gritted teeth, holding back fury, but also not quite... holding back how hurt she is by that ]
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I- ...I'm sorry. It's- it's a bad day for me. I need a little time.
[Tomorrow, with the surprise deaths, won't be any better, and come Friday...]
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... When it comes down to it, after all this time, she's very unused to rejection.
So she doesn't manage any of that. Rather, she picks up the vodka, and she smacks it into her other palm ]
Then go to your room already. Wouldn't want the others to assault you with sentimentality.
[ She waves a hand. Go on, go back to your room. ]
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She looks away, stiff.]
...Alright. I'll- I'll talk to you later, okay?
[She waits...a moment, to see if anything's said, but...then she'll retreat, to think.]
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... but once she's pretty sure Hanyuu's gone to the stairs to go to the upper floors she throws that Vodka bottle as hard as she can against the wall, shattering it. And then stomps off herself to try and blow off some steam via other means ]