Trustfell 4: Trust Fall or Die Hard (
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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. |
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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She... ]
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oh god did she accidentally seduce a vampire]
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[WHAT DOES SHE DO WITH THIS]
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[ ... What does she say? Guzma and the bean sprout are background noise for her. Despite this being a room full of people, she's looking right at Hanyuu, and she- is utterly at a loss for words.
... This was friendship.
A dear and cherished friendship.
A friendship which could never have been. ]
I... I- I am. Sorry.
[ That probably doesn't make sense if you don't connect the dots she did in her head ]
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Now he goes back over to Hanyuu to whisper into her ear.]
Go hug her already, geez!
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SHE DOESN'T KNOW WHAT ELSE TO DO BUT SHE KNOWS HUGGING MAKES EVERYTHING BETTER.]
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Elda's going to kiss at Hanyuu's horns, again ]
I love these. [ She whispers. ] I love that you aren't human.
[ She knows Hanyuu probably doesn't want to hear that, but she needs to whisper that to her, throaty ]
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First of all, they're in public and this is an incredibly intimate act, and after the ideas put in her head by Guzma and the rest of them, Hanyuu isn't sure if she's entirely comfortable, leading this along, and-
And then. Those comments.
That Elda loves her horns... That Elda loves that Hanyuu isn't human... What's alienated her, for oh-so-long...
Riku told her that her horns were beautiful. But he also told her he loved her as she was. Ryuun, yes, but the person she was. Not... Not like this.
She won't make a scene. She won't, she can't. She will not, not in front of everyone like this. Her throat closes up, and the skin on her arms pricks, but she holds the hug and just stammers:]
E-Elda... Elda, w-we're in front of everyone... Please...
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... But she doesn't only accept that she's a demon or whatever. She loves it. She cherishes it.
With all of her heart, she wants to know more. She-
She breaks from her head, bringing her lips down to Hanyuu's ear, and once more whispering for her, ]
... And I love you, Hanyuu. I'm sorry to have argued with you. And for everything else, my dear friend.
[ Tbh the whole room could burn for all she cares right now. ]
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whoa ]
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She didn't want to live with the Ryuun. She didn't want to be isolated from the humans, she was suffocated with the Ryuun, she craves acceptance, but- but for the part of her that found life in the human world as well--
She's stiff, but she nods.]
It's... [Her voice is low.] It's- okay. I forgive you. [...] But please- apologize to...Vanille, too.
[...Though Elda can't quite see her face, it's clear to anyone who can that there are very many levels of conflicting emotions going on here, with the most notable one being discomfort, right now.]
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And so it's Elda that breaks the hug.
Elda that wipes off her somewhat teary face. And she nods as well. ]
I will.
[ Probably not right now, though. ]
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She's glad she waited until the meeting's winding down though. Very much so.]
Thank you.
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Well, she's going to take the seat she had. As if that didn't just totally make a scene. Her cheeks tinged something awful. ]