WEEK 6.

[trustwellness]

WEEK 6 With the deaths of Viktor Nikiforov, Varric Tethras, and Killia, you're down to half of your original number. There's only fifteen of you left. How much longer before your number drops again? 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... Of course, that doesn't mean that you've gained nothing else among the many, many losses you've faced; it seems that another floor has been made available to you for surviving another week. Congratulations and well done, even if you might not necessarily appreciate the reward. APPRENTICES REMAINING: 15

SUNDAY | MONDAY | TUESDAY | WEDNESDAY | THURSDAY

[OOC: Welcome to week six 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

[tsugomori]

Ah... you've made a matching one.

[ Mikazuki hopes she hadn't told him this before, because otherwise it'll make him seem so forgetful (which he can be at times). But still, it is quite heartwarming, for her to have a duplicate... ]

Orihime, you are quite kind to me. Already you spell out such words, without a single bit of hesitation. Maybe it is you who is those three things as well.

[elepe]

[Some days Lusamine wonders why the hell she aligned herself with this. This is one of those days.]

There's only two more days left in this week.

[Said through gritted teeth. Why are you like this, Gangrel, god, it was a perfectly legitimate question--]

[tsugomori]

Action, Adventure, or Fantasy will do. I am a simple individual to please.

[ Mikazuki certainly picks up on that... what else can he do but offer encouragement? Of course, right after that, he is reminded it is a Thursday, but he is actually very interested in hearing her reading to him. ]

But, I suppose I do prefer it if it a happy story, so let us hope that's in there as well.

[iaspis]

[....]

If you're so sure.

[She'd be fine without the food, but she's also aware that being the lone sane one prooobably means she'd become a target, if she's not one already.]

Then our goal should be to find him before he gets a chance to do that.

[acherontiastyx]

Excellent. It's been a while since I actually... went for the meat.

[sportadork]

It's good to spend your free time doing something productive! [and not y'know drinking yourself into a sadness coma or something.] And now even the people here who are too lazy to cook will have something nice for dinner! So, you've spent your time well and even helped others; a very good day!

[plentyfriendly]

On account of the whole murders thing?

[You know.]

[firstaid]

[Yes, it is Thursday. And perhaps that's why Estelle chose to distract herself with this and being in a good mood. Nothing like Friday looming to sour her mood once again.]

I could find one to read to you.

[Hmm, what would be a good one.]

Oh, here's one about a girl who goes to war disguised as a man so her father wouldn't have to serve. I skimmed through it earlier, however, it does appear to have a good ending.

[She'll hold up a book called "Xiaolan".]

[plegia]

[...Oh. This is awkward.

Um. Hmm.]

Why are you in here?

[#nailed it]

[firstaid]

[Don't worry, she doesn't drink anyway!]

Yes, that is something to think about. I suppose if others want a meal, they do have something.

[She gives him a smile.]

[firstaid]

[Well, there goes that plan. Instead she gives Gangrel and very forced and awkward smile.]

U-um, I figured this... would be a good time to train. Yes, that.

[And a very nervous chuckle goes here.]

[plegia]

Even here? That's not the sort of thing you should announce, you know.

[NOT THAT GANGREL'S GOING TO KILL HIM OR ANYTHING probably]

[plegia]

Two blissful days free from teasing! You really should be thanking me for being so generous!

[YEP. THIS IS IT. THIS IS WHAT YOU'VE CHOSEN TO ALIGN YOURSELF WITH. AND BOY IS HE ENJOYING IT.]

[acherontiastyx]

Yeah, it's a pretty alright floor. Not really my thing, but I can see why people like it.

I mean, there's probably some good stuff in here, too. I just haven't really been looking, I guess.

[plegia]

Precisely. We need to figure out a way to draw him out, somehow. There must be something we can do!

[plegia]

...Well, it is. That's why I'm here.

[He twirls the sword around as if in explanation.]

[matchbreaker]

[ It's true, and it's not - okay no, Elda's actually been a straight up cause of a lot of the difficulty. But the woman kisses Hanyuu's fingertips, pressing both hands together so that she might do so, before pulling back her head and standing there, holding Hanyuu's hands in her own.

And she knows she hardly deserves to do so, but she's selfish.

Elda smiles. ]

[matchbreaker]

I haven't even done that before!

[ . . . To her. ]

[firstaid]

I'll definitely have to look some more. I wish I did earlier, however, with my mood, I doubt I would have enjoyed this to its fullest.

[Though she may argue now that's not the case either, but she's a million times better than she was.]

How have you been? Oh and your Pokemon, have they also been well?

foyer

[matchbreaker]

[ Color Elda curious, anything up with her in this painting? Did it capture the majesty of her hair?

Because she's sure studying this around the time Orihime is doing the flower taping, taking a break from her vigil in the dining room. ]

[firstaid]

[Right...

...she wants to run away, but... she can't. She's been spotted so she gathers her courage and bows deeply.]

I'm terribly sorry about my behavior at the trial.

[And she'll remain in that bowed position until he speaks.]

[elepe]

...That sounds like a good idea. Not only is it weighty, but you wouldn't want anyone to break into your room to try and steal it.

[They haven't dealt with any yet, but you know. Safety first.]

...Really? What have you given them to play with? I feel terrible that my dears don't exactly have much to play with. Perhaps I could amend that.

[plegia]

[...]

I'm not going to say it's fine, because it wasn't. Isn't. I can understand why you wouldn't let up and I can see why you wouldn't trust me, so it's not as though it was a surprise.

[It's difficult to know what to do with this, honestly. He's still sort of pissed, in that sullen "why doesn't anyone ever believe anything I say" obnoxious way of his, but it's not like he's genuinely mad. It's Complicated, as is pretty much everything in this stupid school.]

The apology's appreciated, I suppose.

[matchbreaker]

Oh, no, just the opposite! I wanted to make sure you and your Pokémon would still be here!

[ And she walks out.

... And then comes back ten to fifteen minutes later lugging a somewhat heavy head-size rock into the room. ]

[plegia]

[Gangrel opens the door quickly after she knocks.]

Well, what brings you here?

[He would have expected Lusamine again or Mikazuki, but hi Orihime, what's up.]