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!]

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SUNDAY

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MONDAY

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TUESDAY

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WEDNESDAY

[trustwellness]

THURSDAY

[trustwellness]

[wordsmithery]

[Once again, the Wordsmith's voice rings out in the early afternoon with the same familiar line:]

Gather in the foyer in ten minutes.

[And yet again, regardless of whether or not the dwindling number of Apprentices does as asked, he continues all the same.]

I have another offer for you this week, Apprentices—a very simple and straightforward one. I am willing to bend Rule Seven once and once only: any Apprentice who successfully evades accountability for their actions may not only leave the university, but leave it with one other. Should the requested Apprentice be among the dead then arrangements will be made to change that and allow them to accompany the guilty party regardless.

All of you already know what you must do to claim this, so I will spare us all the incessant repetition.

INVESTIGATION

[acherontiastyx]

[...dreaming about Gladion after laughing about him for a while seems kind of serendipitous, BUT WHAT THE FUCK IS WITH THAT KID. WHY DOES SHE KEEP SHOWING UP. WHY DOES SHE HAVE EXACTLY ONE EXPRESSION.

fuck. okay. time to just... go ahead. it's a Sunday. Sunday, Sunday, Sunday. It's time... to visit the new floor.

Unfortunately, it's not really Guzma's speed, but he'll look over it anyway. He and Masquerain actually spend a fair amount of time in the greenhouse, though, given that the Bug Pokemon is very into fruit and flowers and is spending some time flitting around in there. The other two are mostly carnivores, so they'd just be bored in comparison.

After that, time to look through the library to see if there are any cool books. Unfortunately, they all seem kinda boring to him, but hey. He'll investigate with the assistance of Ariados, who's scurrying up the bookshelves to check the higher shelves. MAYBE THERE'S A SWITCH OR SOMETHING IN ONE OF THE BOOKS. HE DOESN'T KNOW.]

[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.]

[ravagers]

[ For once, she gets a mostly nice memory. She and the others had traveled to Gran Pulse, and Fang had found out the truth... That much she'd guessed, but it's good to know she'd been spot-on.

After she wakes, she lets Hanyuu know she's up and at 'em, by leaving a note for her. Hanyuu's been through a heck of a lot, there's no need to worry her needlessly. Vanille does end up bringing Hanyuu breakfast in bed, though, once she thinks about it. It's rice and vegetables, but there's also fruit and eggs and toast, too. And a cup of vanilla tea with some cream and sugar in it. She might talk to Hanyuu a while, but feel free to find Vanille coming out of room 20 with a tray in hand.

And after that, she decides to investigate the new floor. She checks out exactly one room before she falls in love completely. This is her home now and nothing can take this from her. Therefore, Vanille will be spending most of her day in the greenhouse, occasionally coming out to grab a bite to eat in the kitchen. ]

That Room 20 prompt

[matchbreaker]

[ Elda's morning is not ... really that great. It's not her worst here, not by a long shot, but she did have a plan once she's up and at 'em, which to be fair is more like 11 than the time the clock actually wakes them. When the clock wakes them she goes back to sleep. And then she steps out into the world, grumpy and...

...

And that sure was a girl coming out of Hanyuu's room. Elda feels a strange mix of things thing, a gratefulness that means someone was checking on Hanyuu other than her (though after the last trial that's sort of obvious) and - well, some other feeling she doesn't want to examine. Being friends is hard, okay. Particularly when you're a hateful old vampire.

However, all of that comes together to see a small imp of a woman basically glaring something she doesn't realize is a tired looking death glare at the girl as she needs to pass her to get anywhere else down the hall.

... Oh wait, she's coming towards her. ]

Good morning.

[ Nailed it ]

[ravagers]

[ Out of all the things she expected to see upon exiting Hanyuu's room... um. That is not one of them. Vanille understandably looks nervous, and she clutches the tray tighter. ]

Good mornin'! [ just act natural. ] Eheh... Did you sleep okay?

[matchbreaker]

[ Today is not a good day.

Elda wakes up from a terrible, foreboding dream (memory) which leaves her with even more questions than she had last week, questions which don't make any sense. She wakes up with that damned clock, but then tries hard to go back to sleep. It's no surprise to anyone that she doesn't actually get out of her room until around 11 or so. It's actually a little earlier than normal, but she couldn't ... well. She couldn't get back to sleep. First things first though, she's going to get dressed in that outfit that Silver made for her (a purple skirt and tank-top), fix her hair and nails, put on and accessory or two (namely one of the bracelets and a scarab broach from the machine) and then- knock on Silver (well, Gold)'s door.

If he's there, she's demanding something. If he's not then she's hunting his sorry ass down.

After that?

Well, it's a terrible no good very bad day. So she heads down to the new floor to see what's there, and when she finds that there's a chapel here, even a nondenominational one like this... Well. This thing'll fix itself anyway, right? So she's going to gather up some things from the art room and the war hammer from her room (SURPRISE?!) and she's going to trash the fuck out of it. She's going to use her strength and the war hammer to smash all the pews, whatever alter is in here, and whatever other furniture is in the room. Then she's going to plug her nose with cotton balls and spend the rest of her time spraypainting the room with hateful, blasphemous graffiti. The former action might not be able to be heard given the soundproof walls! But to try and help the smell she does wedge the doors open for the second part! So uh? Enjoy? Feel free to spot her at any point during this adventure, including her dragging the supplies down.

And then finally, later in the night, Elda's going to go back and sulk in her room. She's left the door open, and you might smell her nail polish. She's redoing her coat there, some of it having cracked a bit from a hard day's labor. ]

chapel

[sportadork]

[coming back from the greenhouse, what a lovely day, surely nothing can go wrong, hey what's that noise--

he pauses in the doorway, uncertain.]

... Elda? [he's not even sure he knows half these words.]

[matchbreaker]

[ Elda's baleful glare continues, even as she's answering politely, ]

Probably about as well as anyone. What about you?

[matchbreaker]

[ Cotton balls up her nose, some red paint smeared on her hands and knees, another spray can in her hands as she's in the middle of drawing a forked-tongued skull, she turns to see- ]

What?

[ravagers]

[ why is she so scary.... ]

Erm... pretty well, I suppose. [ She woke up confused because Varric wasn't there but it's fine. ] Umm... have you checked out the new floor if we've gotten one...?

[matchbreaker]

No, not yet.

[ On the plus side she's not in full on cat-like predatory eyes mode? Yet? She answers that evenly, a hand going to her hip. She should... say more. She knows. Well, knows, doesn't care yet. ]

spoilers for xxxholic like woah

[foundfate]

['When is it real? When is it a dream? Is it all a dream?'

'Even though I'm in school, do I not remember what grade I'm in because it's a dream?'

'Even though someone has been taking care of me since I was little, do I not remember their face because it's all a dream?'

'Do I not remember eating any food I have made because it's all a dream?'

'I...do I not remember my parents' names and faces because it's all a dream?'

'Am I...even human?'

DON'T DISAPPEAR

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He's not crying when he wakes up, but it's only thanks to certain things he's talked about and decided in the last couple of weeks that he isn't. He's breathing heavily, though, and he sits up right away.

...and then he remembers the tangled mess of a sleeping arrangement he's in.

So after he's handled extracting himself from bed and reassuring anyone he may have woken up, he goes out and heads down the hall to Room 9. He actually makes it all the way to the door and holds his hand up to knock before he remembers that nobody's going to answer it. He'll have to stand there for a few moments before he's okay enough again to walk away from there.

Later he can be found in the mail room, writing out a bunch of letters. Like seriously, he's writing over a dozen of them. Most of them are put into the mailbox, but one he carries with him back to Varric's room to stick under the pillow there. Maybe he'll get that letter. Watanuki hopes he does.

Finally, Watanuki can be found down in the new library, browsing the shelves and looking for anything better than what the other library has. It's going to be a fruitless search, but he wants to at least try. And by then his stomach is growling too. He hasn't eaten particularly well since Friday, and his body is starting to voice it's displeasure over that. Watanuki is pointedly ignoring it, though.]

[ravagers]

[ Wow. You could cut the tension with a knife. ]

Oh. [ ... ] Did you... want to check on Hanyuu?

[matchbreaker]

[ The glare holds for about two more seconds...

And then she bursts out laughing, her typical wahaha old lady evil laugh, ]

Well, you can tell me if she's doing well or not, so there's no need! Wouldn't want her comatose and drunk again!

[ravagers]

[ Oh, that's... marginally better! ]

Umm, I made her breakfast, and she doesn't seem drunk... since I stayed with her last night, and all.

[matchbreaker]

Oh, did you! That's good someone was with her, then!

[ Still laughing, she's smiling now, but also has glided about two steps closer to Vanille, well inside her personap space by now ]

[ravagers]

[ Oh, um. This is fine, probably? ]

Y-yeah, she invited me!

[ She's maybe taking a tiny step back. ]

[matchbreaker]

Ah, right, because you were used to sleeping with the dwarf.

[ She doesn't quick step again, but she does shoot out a long red nailed finger, poking that into Vanille's stomach. It's not painful, per se, just a long lady finger nail ]

That's expectedly considerate of her. Are you intending to impose in future nights?

[ravagers]

[ Just the mention of Varric makes her expression twist into something much more painful, and she's startled enough by the poke that she lets out a sound. ]

I-I didn't think I was imposing! I made sure she was completely sure before accepting...