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!

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[firstaid]

[Sunday means a new floor to explore. With a new library, most people would definitely be expecting the pink haired princess to be down there with the new books, yet she’s nowhere in sight. She hasn’t been seen since the trial and it appears that trend is continuing. Typically, she is the type of girl that bounces back, but this week… this week is different.

Her memory along with what happened? She may not be capable of approaching others for a while, let alone trying to find and comfort those in need.

There is a moment where she leaves her room in the morning to the room next door, room 28, but that time is brief as is her time in that room. She just wanted to get something and leave.

After that, she will be locking herself in room 29. Though if anyone comes by, she will answer the door.]

room 29

[tsugomori]

[ Mikazuki will, in fact, come on by to Estelle's. He's honestly worried about her own state of mind, given the events post-trial, and this time he is ... somewhat more sure he'd be able to be of more help to her today than that other time.

He'll knock gently on her door. ]

Hello?

[firstaid]

[Retreating is what she does best and she can't even face the crowd right now. She still feels guilty about what she did to Gangrel and all that yesterday? She can't bear it. On top of her dream, it feels like everything is suddenly crashing down on her.

Last week everything was so reassuring. This week, it's like she's being told to trust no one, let alone herself.

When she hears the knock on the door, she'll be good and open it this time just so she doesn't worry others. Perhaps a fake smile and a 'she's okay' will suffice.

She opens her door and peeks through the crack of the opening. Seeing Mikazuki there... she's not sure how to feel right now.]

Ah, h-hello...

[She'll open the door a little more and she'll smile. It's forced, but it's there. However, it's definitely not open enough for anyone to get out or get in. Whatever it is, it appears she's rather guarded.]

[tsugomori]

[ ... He probably should have at least thought to bring some tea, or something -- anything to try to ease the pain of what had just happened. But then again, nothing would fill the void Killia has left so easily. ]

May we talk? If not in your room, then mine?

[ He feels awkward, carrying out a conversation here. He doesn't know whether his suggestion will work, but he has to try. He's used to Estelle just letting him, and so... ]

[firstaid]

[She purses her lips a bit at that 'may we talk'. He tried to comfort her last night and well, that ended up rather badly. Neither of them were capable of being a comfort to each other and in fact likely made that wound worse, so that feeling is definitely overflowing into today.

Though right now it's not just about Killia being gone -- it's now about can she trust Mikazuki. Who will betray her now? Because clearly even some of her friends and those she thought she could trust back home... they betrayed her. And it's even worse here. She's now just realized that. Any hope she held on to, it's gone. She doesn't know if she lives back home... if she's going to be given a death sentence no matter what.]

Wh-what do you need to talk about?

[The door closes slightly, but she's still peeking out. It's clear... she's paranoid.]

[tsugomori]

[ ... Oh.

That's not the kind of reaction he's expected. Now, if it hadn't been after what's recently happened, it probably wouldn't be so hard on him, but right as of this moment, it hurts. Still, he'll be trying his best. ]

Well... honestly, I didn't think too much, and I didn't really have much of a topic in mind. I was just concerned because of last night, and wanted to make sure you were alright.

But maybe we can talk about our dreams?

[ He raises a hand to play idly with a strand of his hair for a moment, before letting it fall to his side, but he tries to at least manage a smile. ]

[firstaid]

[She knows she's overreacting, but this feeling-- this paranoia won't go away. She wants to deal with it herself, it's always how she's done things, unless someone forced her to say what's on her mind.

There's no lying that her reaction hurt him, because she's never seen him like that before. Maybe it's an act though. Maybe it's because he's lonely and they're friends.

Maybe...

Maybe...

So many maybes...

But dreams comes up and her eyes go wide in fear and the door opens a little more since she's still holding on to the handle. It's clear that's what is affecting her the most right now.]

I... we can talk wherever you want, but... I don't... want to talk about my dream.

[She can talk about possibly being killed in her world, but she can't talk about anything that shows she distrusts others.]

[tsugomori]

That's alright then.

But, if we're going to talk about my dream, I don't want to do it somewhere other people can overhear me. Is that reasonable?

[ Mikazuki has certainly noticed her reaction when he had brought it up and despite the fact that he can be oblivious in certain situations, when it comes to people displaying unease, that's not something he's going to miss. He'll easily respect her wishes, and he figures that it has been a long time coming...because he's never got around to telling her things.

But, at the same time, he's not going to say what happened in his dream while he's standing in the hallway, so, uh. ]

[firstaid]

[She'll open her door enough for him to enter now, trying to push past that initial unease.]

You can... can come in then.

[Right, she's being silly, isn't she? Mikazuki is her friend, right? So she'll leave her place at the door and motion for him to enter. She'll set up the chair so it's facing the bed and then after that she'll sit on the bed.]

[tsugomori]

[ Mikazuki will bow his head with a grateful expression. ]

Thank you.

[ He can't take anything for granted, not like he had done with Killia's presence. Then, he'll step further into the room and he'll seat himself in the chair. He'll place his hands in his lap. ]

Well, back at home, the memory came of the time where a friend of mine did something rash. He tried to go ahead and change history. Because of what he was trying to do... his visage began to disappear from the photos at home, as if his existence as we knew it never was. I'm sure he was about to become one of the enemy as well...

... But, I think there is something a little strange about it.

[firstaid]

[Estelle furrows her eyebrows a bit hearing this. She's not sure how she feels and she doesn't really want to go further into this discussion, but she said she would let him talk about his dream.]

What was so strange about it?

[Her voice is rather soft.]

The fact that he was disappearing or... is it something else?

[tsugomori]

Well, when those like myself attempt to change history... like the History Revisionists do, anything that contained their visage in it will have them erased and then soon any traces of their having existed as anyone knew it will be lost. But, I have a photo.

[ He brings a photo and shows it to her. Its of himself and everyone in the citadel. ]

Everyone is here in the photo, including the person in the memory that had himself erased from the photos back home, and was surely trying to change history...so, isn't that strange?

[firstaid]

[She'll lean in and look at the photo. Honestly, she's not really sure what this all means.]

Perhaps the photo comes from another point in time? [She can't believe she's saying this, but she's had a few conversations about this.]

Or perhaps... [She shakes her head, she doesn't know. Honestly, she's really confused.] ...n-never mind.

room 29

[oyashiromama]

[A soft knock. Last week... The last two weeks, Estelle had done so much for her. Now, it's her turn.]

[firstaid]

[She opens the door just enough to peek outside at the moment. What can be seen of her shows an expression of hurt and paranoia.]

H-hello Hanyuu...

[oyashiromama]

[That look in her eyes... Hanyuu recognizes it. It's enough to make her freeze for a second, but-

No. If she does nothing, it will all just continue.]

Hello, Estellise. ...Have you eaten today? May... May I speak with you?

[firstaid]

I... I have not.

[She's been doing whatever she can to just... stay in her room. Though with Hanyuu, because she's comforted the other in the past, she'd feel rude to turn down her offer.]

Yes, we... can speak. Would you like to come inside?

[She ambivalently opens her door to allow the other inside. This is really hard for Estelle right now, but she's going to try.]

[oyashiromama]

Of course. Unless you'd feel more comfortable somewhere else.

[The shattered look Hanyuu's had the last two Sundays, that is something Estelle will not see. Instead, there's a fire in her. A fire that hasn't burned like this in... Well, not once in the time she's been here.]

I'll do whatever you wish.

[firstaid]

No, in here is fine...

[She doesn't want to leave because that has the possibility of confronting Gangrel which she is not ready for yet. She knows she needs to apologize, but right now she can't...

Even if inviting people in is just as terrifying...]

[oyashiromama]

[She nods and- well, she waits a moment.]

Then...if you would wait a short time, I'll return with some food. You need to keep up your strength, you know?

[firstaid]

[Estelle nods.]

O-okay...

[It sounds a little forced, but she is agreeing to this. She probably wouldn't get fed otherwise.]

[oyashiromama]

[So, give her about twenty minutes, and Hanyuu will return with...omurice, definitely something she doesn't often make but she's been practicing. It should taste well enough, and she's brought Estelle something to drink as well.

...Estelle's definitely closed her door again, hasn't she, knock knock once more.]

Estellise? I've returned.

[firstaid]

[And open the door she does again. When she sees it's Hanyuu, she makes sure to back off from the door a bit and open it enough for the other to enter.]

Thank you. You... didn't need to do all this.

[Her voice is still tired, but there's a hint of gratefulness in it.]

[oyashiromama]

I wanted to.

[Enter she does, and she sets the food down on the desk.]

Your company and support has been such a help to me, Estellise. I couldn't simply leave you alone, unattended. I care for you.

[firstaid]

[She gives a slight smile until it fades, however she doesn't go to the food quite yet.]

I... appreciate it. Now I understand what... it's like to feel like this. The death it was hard... but I never... lost a really good friend before. Not even back home.