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

[matchbreaker]

I can't imagine living less, really. [ She tuts, man, his nails are a little bit thin. His fingers are thicker than hers but - ah well, she can do this. ]

I've every intention of meeting my great grandchildren, you understand.

[plegia]

[go elda go, you've got this]

Great-grandchildren... I can't even imagine having kids to begin with!

[WHO WOULD EVER TRUST GANGREL TO BE A FATHER, PLEASE DON'T]

[matchbreaker]

For you, I'm not really surprised. But having Henry, making that family together with James,

[ And her smile is different now. Soft, gentle. Nostalgic. It's night and day to any expression Gangrel's probably ever seen on her face ]

Those were the happiest times of my life.

[plegia]

[Oh... That's... actually a really nice expression.]

...You've got plenty of time left, you know. Once this is all over, you may be able to reclaim those happy times with your family.

[Does everyone have something like that to go back to?]

[matchbreaker]

I know, of course I do. After all, I'm going to move past this perverse game,

[ And the smile fades as she says this, finishing up on his third nail. That smile - that smile is not something which could be anywhere near her face as she makes this dark promise, if only to herself, ]

one way or another. I need to see them all once more.

[ Even if ... it won't be the same. James is dead. And Karin- ]

[plegia]

And you will. I may not be able to trust everyone here, but I do believe you'll get through all this.

[Whether it's at the top of a pile of bodies or through sheer determination and the Wordsmith's corpse, she'll manage somehow.]

[matchbreaker]

Well, I am indomitable, after all.

[ Heh heh.

She's come to like that title a little.

Oh well, let's paint the fourth nail! ]

[plegia]

You certainly are! Of all of our titles, I think yours might be the most fitting!

[matchbreaker]

...Oh, is it ?! [ Hehehehe... she actually brims with a little bit of pride at this! ] I'd have to agree, I think...

[plegia]

No matter what happens in the trials, you always manage to pick yourself up. It's admirable, really.

[It was less admirable when the trials didn't actually bother him, but now that they do he has to wonder just how she does it.]

[matchbreaker]

[ She... ] Well, I try, anyway!

[ Doesn't want to delve too much into it. But she glows with the praise. ]