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

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[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

[matchbreaker]

Exactly! That was my first thought when I saw that it happened!

[firstaid]

[She can't help but gulp at his words. This is hard for her to deal with, but she understands those words and is... somewhat grateful for his honest response. Though she doesn't get up from her position quite yet because she doesn't want Gangrel to see her expression. It's frustrated. She has words she wants to say, but she holds them back.

Right now is a time for an apology and not 'if only you had...'. She doesn't need that pain to come back especially since she's starting to rebound from this a little.]

...

[She tries to say something, but just a cracked noise comes out. Nothing she would say would be kind.]

Y-you're welcome.

[Even that sounds forced.]

[introspects]

[ holy ]

Wow...that's...a lot of seasoning.

[ did killia really put all of that stuff in? dang... ]

Ahaha, maybe you don't need my help, after all! I usually pour in Sriracha sauce and that's it!

[oyashiromama]

[Hanyuu looks...surprised! She'll take it, but not wholeheartedly.]

For me...? But, I don't want to take something that means something to you... Are you sure?

[firstaid]

[Well, curry powder is pretty complex...]

That would just add spiciness, however not flavor. This adds to that and gives it a more rich and broad taste.

[introspects]

More intense...

[ well, that shouldn't be too hard-- ]

Do you have a sharpie?

[oyashiromama]

You have to believe...or it will crush you. Okay?

[It must be so weird, after the last weeks, to hear Hanyuu saying this, but-]

I believe we'll get out of here. I'll believe for you...until you can find that again.

[elepe]

[Close eyes. Breathe. Smile.]

Keep it up, dear. There's more than enough duct tape in the storage room to deal with you.

[oyashiromama]

That's not surprising. ...A-ah, I don't mean for you particularly, just- it's hard to find words to say, to those no longer with us, a lot of the time!

[...she's flustered]

[plegia]

[Of course it sounds forced. He expected exactly that much, because this is an awkward situation and nothing can change that. Gangrel nods after a moment.]

...You don't need to bow. If you're here to train, then I can leave.

[Civility doesn't come easily to him and the words sound a little stilted, but it's an attempt, anyway.]

[plegia]

How cruel! But I'll remain true to my word; I won't tease you any further this week! You're free to go!

[plegia]

Don't concern yourself with it, I didn't take it personally.

[Though she's not wrong, so.]

I've never tried to write anything for those who have passed, much less something that could be responded to. It's a bit much.

[firstaid]

[Someone needs to hope for everyone, and it's definitely not Estelle right now.]

Thank you...

[She moves in, and leans against Hanyuu so her forehead is against the god's shoulder.

She speaks again, and her voice is still soft, but it shows some emotion.]

...I... really don't know what to believe anymore. I don't know who to trust. I fear... that I'll feel this pain again.

[elepe]

Fine. I'll be taking my leave.

[This was certainly a conversation, jesus christ...]

...And stay safe, while you're at it.

[Considering what tomorrow is likely to bring...well, that's said more for her sake of mind than it is his, before she exits the room.]

[firstaid]

[She gets up and her expression does appear conflicted. Is she angry? Frustrated? Either way, she's not exactly hiding her emotions right now.]

No, it's fine. I'll... simply go elsewhere.

[And... that's pretty much what she's going to turn around to do right now. Go... somewhere else. Probably back to her room and just hole up again.]

[elepe]

[...oh.

That's...huh?]

Elda, what is this? Did you obtain it from the machine?

[plegia]

[...Heh.]

You don't need to worry about me, Lusamine.

[But he holds up a hand to wave a lazy farewell.]

Next time you come calling do try to make it a bit later in the day, will you?

[sportadork]

[probably]

Even here. I've been okay so far-- I think it's because I definitely look like I could. [he's not even bragging or anything he's just stating facts. he is a brick shithouse of a man.] And even if I did hurt or, or kill someone by accident, I would just tell everyone and accept the punishment.

[plegia]

[True, no one would want to mess with Sportacus...]

I have no doubts that you would. But I also have no doubts that you'll be very careful to avoid any accidental deaths.

[That would just be a downright depressing trial all around... Where's the fun in that??]

[trustwellness]

SEEING NOTHING BUT THE SAME THING ALL THE TIME GETS BORING, I GET IT.

THE BLANDNESS SUITS HIM, I GUESS.

[feistytrader]

[...Note to self: Never laugh like a mad man when a motive goes up again.]

It's okay. I'm not gonna listen to him.

[At least he isn't drunk while he explains it this time. ...On second thought, maybe it was easier when he was.]

[trustwellness]

[It'll take her a minute, but after a while writing appears - one letter at a time, as though it's being handwritten.]

HELLO, ORIHIME.

I'M HERE.

[sportadork]

I have the rest of it! And I'd be happy to know I can help protect you, even when I'm not around! [it's fine elven crafts it's at least +10 con]

[oyashiromama]

[...hm. Hanyuu debates if she wants to ask this, but-]

Is there...something on your mind in particular? You seem...distracted.

[elepe]

[--Oh! That gets Lusamine to turn to Hanyuu, putting her hands up.]

Oh...I doubt that you would want to hear me ramble. You should enjoy yourself.