trusthell | WEEK 6.

WEEK 6.

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!]

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...It's going to be difficult without him here. There's nothing in the world that can quite dull that pain.

[He's not going to sugarcoat it any. Mikazuki knows exactly how he is anyway.]

What about your dream, though? Was it a terrible one?

[ ... Mikazuki is probably one of the few people who can just nod to the statement Gangrel just made, and still be appreciative of it. ]

Ah, well... yes, it was troubling, at first.

[ He'll try to explain things as coherently as he can. ]

You see, when a sword tries to change history, they can become corrupted, and in that process all traces of their appearance is wiped clean, as if they had never existed in that state. Eventually, they are said to become like the History Revisionists themselves that we fight on the battlefield, their forms twisting into a darker sort. In my dream, his Yamatonokami Yasuada's appearance had vanished from the photos, but he's still in the photo I have here, so it is a little strange.

So maybe... he's okay.

That's the only thing that makes sense, doesn't it? If he wasn't in the picture in the dream, then surely you must have restored things back to normal for him to appear in the picture as he's supposed to.

[He... thinks that's how it works, anyway??]

[ Mikazuki accepts that; maybe his Master did send him out as a last resort to help out Yamatonokami. He rubs at his eyes, squinting a bit through also the morning sleep that was in them as well. ]

Yes, yes... you're right.

[ He gives a relieved sigh. At least something good happened, and he shifts, moving a bit, thinking about something. ]

Oh, Gangrel, can you raise your hand for a bit?

Why?

[He asks, moving to do it without hesitance.]

[ He moves so he can make his hand meet his. Almost kind of like when someone is giving a high-five, but his momentum was too slow for that, and so it's just... him simply patting his hand flat against the red head's instead.

He remembers seeing two of his friends (Kashuu and Yamatonokami) do it back at the citadel. ]

Because of this. A few friends did this back at home after successful teamwork, and you helped me figure out something important when it was a bit hard to think things through, so why not?

[...does fire emblem have high fives i'm gonna say no]

Heh. Well, I'm only returning the favor. You were unreasonably nice to me, after all. I wouldn't do this for anyone else.

[ He smiles a little. ]

... I'm glad.

[ Mikazuki hope that doesn't sound too selfish or anything, but-- he's said it anyway. ]

Ah, by the way, would you like to talk about the dream you have had? You don't have to, but if you want, I'll listen.

...It wasn't really anything too noteworthy. I'm going to battle Chrom, but I figured that much out already.

[It'd be nice if he could actually experience the fight instead of just dreaming about it... but whatever. At least he'll finally be able to put an end to the Ylissean royalty. Wait, don't they have a younger sister...?]

Oh. I don't think I've heard about him before.

[ There's... Something about that name, though. It's rude but he has to say it (no he doesn't). He'll say it, albeit quietly: ]

But, did I hear it right? His name kind of rhymes with gnome, doesn't it?

[Oh my god Mikazuki...]

Ch-rom, not Ch-rome. Not that I really care what you call him. He's the younger brother of Emmeryn; one of the Ylissean royal family. He's the only prince and heir to the throne now that his big sister's dead.

[ He's got this!! Ok not really, but anyway. ]

Oh, I see, I see...out of curiosity, what is he like? I assume he's much different from his sister.

Not nearly as damned peaceful, that's for sure. He's annoying and idealistic as well, though. I suppose it runs in the blood for everyone but their father!

[IDEALISM IS SO ANNOYING, UGH]

Oh, but even if it didn't run in their father, I suppose it still didn't make him easy to deal with either?

[ But idealism is the magic that makes dreams become reality!! ... Or something. ]

Absolutely not. He's the one who started the war in an attempt to annihilate all the Grimleal, taking out many innocent Plegians with it.

[He waves a hand as if to dismiss it, though he looks annoyed.]

They're nothing like him.

Ah.

[ ... Well, he supposed it did have to have originated from someone. ]

Is he still around or were you able to relieve the world of him?

He's dead. Not because of any Plegians, unfortunately. Illness took him. Isn't that funny? We didn't get to spill his blood after all of that, he just died to something as stupid as that.

[He might sound a little angry. Maybe.]

[ ... He thought Gangrel would be happy, at first, that the guy is dead, but the tone says it all...Not that he could blame him, though.

Mikazuki also tangentially wonders if somehow the guy got killed by a plague. From Plegia. ]

Oh, I see. Well, I'll say it's not unfortunate that he died, then -- it's only unfortunate that he was taken like that.

[ But, around this time he begins to look for his headdress. ]

Precisely. I'm glad he's dead, but I'm disappointed it couldn't have been at the hands of a Plegian.

[His hands, specifically, though even he wasn't hurt as badly as some of his countrymen.]

...What are you looking for?

Oh, my headdress. I usually take it off before I go to bed, but I think I was so tired, I forgot where I put it again.

[ ... Paaaaause. ]

Can you help me look for it?

Tch. You're lucky I like you.

[But it lacks any bite and he's sort of smirking, so clearly it's mostly a joke. Let's check it out, your headdress has to be around here somewhere!!]

Hahaha, now I really certainly do feel lucky...

[ Mikazuki catches on, and he's looking -- well, he's lifted the mattress, but honestly his headdress is actually against the side of Gangrel's desk. ]

[...you try so hard, mikazuki...

Anyway, after a few moments of searching he'll find it and pick it up.]

Hah, found it! How did you manage to lose it over here, anyway?

[He'll hold it out for Mikazuki to take.]

Thank you.

[ That he does...!!

Anyway, he'll take it ... ]

Well, I may have thought I put it on the desk but probably actually dropped it on the floor and then said 'oh well' and called it a night. Then, the rest is history.

[ At least it's not as bad as the time where he thought he lost his earplugs but they were actually in his ears. ]

...You're ridiculous.

[It's almost fond!]

Take care not to lose it elsewhere in this place or we may never find it!

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