Week 4.

[trustharder]

WEEK 4 And as the third week in the Vault comes to a close and the fourth week begins, the Survivors are once again down by two. Mion Sonozaki died on her own terms, and Yato died fulfilling his duty as God of Fortune in the best way that he knew how; the shrine built in the game room on Saturday stands in their memory. Saturday is given to regrouping and sleep; there aren't any bodies to be found on Sunday morning. But that doesn't mean the night was uneventful - it seems something else may have brought you some newfound clarity. Or perhaps not... Once again, that spiral staircase leads farther than you remember, clear up to a previously inaccessible fourth floor. Go ahead and explore as much as you like; even if the Kingmaker sounded a bit unhappy with you last weekend, the fact remains that you're still doing what you seem to have been brought here to do. SURVIVORS REMAINING: 21 SURVIVORS REMAINING: 20

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[OOC: Welcome to week two of Trustfell! Save your threads for coins and the coming week's activity check; don't forget to check in to this week's activity check and submit your memory regains!

The text and calling posts are still active, for the sake of contacting the jerk who's keeping you here, to be used at your leisure!]

Comments

[ratingspoint]

[And that...his expression goes a bit strange at that, and he's quiet for a moment, and he pulls away from her a bit because what the hell else is he supposed to do with himself to something like that.]

...Sorry.

[...Well, that's a start.]

It's not the first time I've asked someone unfair questions. Sorry about that, darling, I won't...

[...do that again, though that's not really something he can promise, is it, so he'll just. Kind of leave it there.]

[captainobnoxious]

[... No, he's getting pulled back. That's why there's a muffler here. So she can do this. And... she wants to do something a little weird, but she's holding off on it. Not the time.]

Don't apologize. [She's firm, but soft.] I get why you asked and I don't actually hate you. Just your stupid question. Good and bad's different for everyone, and... you're good, you know. Just so you know.

[He's good, even if he thinks only about himself (except he doesn't, he thinks himself the most important person in the world and he still would've put his life down to protect the handful he likes) and abandoned someone (for his own dream, which is fine, it's not a situation based in life or death).]

Ask all the unfair questions you want. Just don't be surprised when I get up in arms about it if it matters to me.

[ratingspoint]

[That first part gets a mildly derisive noise out of him, actually; it's difficult to tell whether it's because he doesn't agree or because...well, of course he agrees, and he doesn't seem inclined to elaborate either way.

But he'll get over himself eventually, even if he's not very interested in trying to emotions this out today because there have been a lot of feelings all around since the weekend.]

You're being really sweet today.

[captainobnoxious]

[Sigrun stares at him for that, then turns away and picks her lyre back up.]

I'd break my hand if I hit you, [as she plucks notes,] you just had someone yelling at you like, the other day, and it's just the truth. Don't get any big ideas about it.