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

[neverheardofhim]

[Varric's look was approving, but otherwise he remained silent. Instead, he reached down and picked up one of the arrows he fashioned for her. Turning back, he held it out to her.]

Release, and try it once more. This time, we're going to see if you can hit that target right over there. [He pointed to the dummy.] Don't worry if you can't.

[officerhops]

[Judy nods a little, taking the arrow carefully in her paw.]

...and if I hit something other than the dummy?

[Like the wall...or ceiling...]

[neverheardofhim]

[Varric smiled, chuckled even. He motioned to the extra arrows, then shrugged.] ]

Then you try again. And again after that. If I have to make more later, so be it.

[officerhops]

[Well, the only thing to do now is to do it, right? So Judy shifts the arrow in her paw and lines it up, notching it in the string so she can pull back. It takes her a minute since the arrow keeps slipping down, but eventually she gets it.

She holds her position for a half-second before letting the arrow fly, clipping the upper right corner of the dummy with the arrow.]

[neverheardofhim]

[It may not have been a solid hit, but it was a hell of a lot better than he'd seen a lot of first timers do. He gave her a small round of applause, wearing a grin that might have been more befitting of a proud dad than just a friend.]

[He has a problem.]

Damn good shot. [He held out another arrow.] Want to try it again?

[officerhops]

[Judy grins wide, taking the second arrow from Varric.]

Told you I might hit the ceiling. But at least I'm pretty sure I won't accidentally shoot backwards.

[neverheardofhim]

Wouldn't be the worst shot I've seen. Some of the warrior-types I hang out with -- soldiers and what not. They wouldn't be able to tell their arrow from their asshole. [He grinned.] Just be sure to take a deep breath and clear your head, alright?

[officerhops]

[That gets a little snicker out of the rabbit in spite of her best efforts.]

You got it, sir.

[And then she's lifting her bow again, aiming while trying to steady the arrow. Steady...

She pulls it back and lets it fly, this time without hesitating or thinking about it too much. The arrow sinks into the dummy, pretty low beneath the actual target, but it does make contact.]