trusthell | WEEK 7.

WEEK 7
Oerba Dia Vanille, Phi, and Gangrel have joined the deceased, dropping your number even further. This is the second week that the death toll has risen by three, just by way of murder alone.

With well over half of your number deceased, how much longer can this go on?

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...

As before, it seems that door at the bottom of the stairwell has been unlocked, allowing you to descend even further into the depths of the university; perhaps the new floor holds something promising for you.

Or perhaps you'll "christen" this one with another murder. Given the current pattern, that probably wouldn't be a surprise.

APPRENTICES REMAINING: 12

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[Bruce achieves something close to a peaceful sleep, for once. He begins by performing yet another daily sweep of each of the public rooms, looking for anything that might have changed over night. It's a bit annoying to the outside viewer, but it seems like someone has to do it. It comes close to being a good day, and then the motive happens.

Well, that's going to mess things up for everybody.

Afterwards, he begins to prepare. Something needs to be done to prevent the inevitability of what will happen with this incentive. He heads down to the machine with a handful of coins, hoping and praying that something useful appears.

His answer comes in the form of a small bat-shaped weapon.

Bruce can be found for the rest of the day in the dojo, practicing throws with the batarang. It takes him a little while to get back into his groove, but eventually, he's making precise throws - making his mark on the punching bags everytime.

...Of course, whenever someone comes in, he feigns a bad throw. To the outsiders, it's gonna look like he sucks at this. He has to remain unsuspecting, keep blending in with all of them. Gotta keep up appearances.]

-- Wow! Did you get that from the machine? [why does everybody get such cooler stuff than him it's not fair]

I did. [said as he deliberately misjudges a throw and has it bounce off the wall]

I'm not really sure what it is. Outside of obviously being some sort of throwing weapon.

It's probably Elda's! [bc it's a bat]

The aesthetic matches up. [he picks it up.]

She doesn't seem like the type who'd go around using throwing weapons.

You're right. I think she would just attack people up close.

... Could I give it a try? [it looks so fun...]

[he smirks, handing it over to sportacus.]

Be careful with it.

[just immediately does not that and starts fiddling around/playing with it.]

It's really neat... I wonder what it is!

[i mean that shit is fuckin durable so he does not care]

It's sharp. It could be a stabbing weapon, but I don't imagine you could kill someone with it.

There's a few weapons here like that... [the sword that can't cut, etc] Not enough, maybe, but I like them better than any others.

I'd prefer we have no weapons here at all.

[...] Though, I don't think that'd stop anyone.

Everyone here is very clever. [just said very mildly.]

... I think it's over, though. I don't think anything else is going to happen. Not with everyone we have left.

This morning, I would've said that this group is over it.

With that motive, I'm not so sure.

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[...Well, that's not exactly what he expected when walking into the dojo, although both Silver and Weavile look curiously at the, uh... It looks like a Zubat?]

Is that a knife?

[Does Elda have some kind of Zubat knife? ...Right, right, it's just bat. Man, that's weird.]

Sharp enough for it, but it seems to have a curve to it. Like a boomerang.

[he nods at the two, as he picks it out of the punching bag.]

[Well, that's kind of... Weird? Cool? ...Both. It's both. He considers asking to see it up close, but after what he did and a motive like that, he decides against it.]

Does it come back to you like a boomerang?

[...There probably isn't enough room in the dojo to test this.]

I'm not exactly skilled enough to know.

[he bluffs, inspecting the batarang as he talks.]

I've seen it start to curve, but it hasn't come back to me yet. It just keeps hitting walls in here.

[...So they need more room to test it, in other words. Silver looks around the room, then pulls out one of the mats.]

Do you want to try throwing it down the hallway? I can block the way with this.

[You know, so no one gets hurt. Weavile looks excited about this idea.]

Sounds like a plan.

[he smirks, crossing his arms.]

Since it was your idea, do you want a try with it?

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[Well, that's... Not what he expected at all, and it takes him a moment to respond.]

You mean it?

[He's not particularly subtle; that's the coolest shit ever, hell yes he wants to try it is kind of written all over his face. But he still wants to make sure.]

Just be careful with it.

[he's holding the thing out, silver. take it and run.]

Right.

[He'll be careful with it! He holds it up a little too close to his face to get a better look at it- it really does look just like a Zubat, what the hell- but quickly remembers what they're supposed to be doing and heads out to the hallway.]

Let me know when you're ready.

[Hopefully he'll have better luck with throwing than he did at aiming a bow.]

[he gets into position with the mat, using it to block the hallway, just as they planned.]

Alright, go for it.

[He takes a moment to figure out how to throw it; it's weighted differently than what he's used to tossing around, and there are a lot more sharp ends than a Pokéball.

But eventually, he tosses it with all the strength he can put behind it, and it immediately hits the ground. ...No, just kidding, it uh. It does something cool, presumably. Unfortunately I have no idea what that cool thing is, because I haven't watched any batman cartoons in years.

~~I am so sorry about this tag.~~]

[HM

aight it'll probably start to curve and end up hitting the wall, probably? just because im not super sure how long these hallways even are but goddamn it'll look pretty cool]

That was very good for a first try, I think.