Week 6.

[trustharder]

WEEK 6 The number of Survivors left is dropping at a quick pace; the King got what he wanted, for better or for worse; Tarrlok and Lynne were victims of both fate and some sort of magic that most in the Vault still don't quite understand, and Misa Amane has been executed, not for her particular brand of "justice", but for murdering two innocent people. It's been a bad week. However, 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 sixth floor. Go ahead and explore as much as you like; you've done well. You've earned it. SURVIVORS REMAINING: 14

SUNDAY | MONDAY | TUESDAY | WEDNESDAY | THURSDAY
[OOC: Welcome to week six 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

[cherryblooded]

Of course. She's the reason I reformed in the first place.

[When he said they met because he was being a hooligan, that was only a bit of a stretch of the truth.]

[sleepingkogoro]

Really?

[He didn't know that part]

How did that happen?

[cherryblooded]

I've told a few people that she had a strong sense of justice, and that wasn't a lie. We fought. Constantly. And I fell in love with her then.

[Cherryblod's life should be a movie.]

[sleepingkogoro]

...somehow I didn't imagine anything like that. How did someone like her manage to forgive you and love you too?

[Depending of the answer Mouri could try to do the same, because he wants to forgive Cherryblod at least temporarily.

The end result won't ever be falling in love with Cherryblod, of course]

[cherryblooded]

[Good, because he's a taken man!]

She says it's because she saw how hard I tried to change, even when it was difficult or dangerous to me. That despite how long it took to become a different kind of person and how hard the road was, I didn't give up on it.

Honestly, I still think she's far too good for me.

[sleepingkogoro]

...I can believe that. The part about her thoughts, not the part about she being too good for you.

[Lobster wife approves of Cherryblod. Maybe it wasn't all so bad. Mouri really didn't trust shrimpy, but maybe not everything had been as much as a lie as he had thought it was]

I admit for a while I thought your behavior until now here in the Vault was you pretending to be nice. Maybe you really have changed.

[cherryblooded]

[Two hundred years is a long time in which to change. More than that, if you consider that he started changing while still in the mob.]

If you don't believe anything else good about me, please try to believe that I do genuinely care about the people here. You, and everyone else.

[sleepingkogoro]

I will believe that.

[Because he does want to believe that, so let him cling to something that may hint it is true, even if it is just Cherryblod's own declaration]

[cherryblooded]

[He's glad to hear it, and it shows in the brightness of his smile.]

How's breakfast turning out?

[sleepingkogoro]

[...oh! True! He was cooking something! He had gotten so distracted talking to Cherryblod he had completely forgotten about the stove! So he yelps and gets it off the stove, staring at it with disappointment]

It's ruined! Again! And I was doing so well...

[The ruined vegetables is left with the nearby burned lump. Mouri takes all the recipes Aqua had given him and browses them]

Maybe that was a bit too difficult for a beginner. There must be something I can do without any problems...

[cherryblooded]

[Oh, oops. Cherryblod has the decency to look apologetic about the whole mess.]

Sorry for distracting you. I'm sure you'll get it next time.

[sleepingkogoro]

It wasn't your fault. I'm not used to cooking. My daughter is...the one who usually cooks back at home.

[He really is starting to feel self-conscious about that]

[cherryblooded]

[Women's work, huh. But that's not really fair in this day and age.

Not that he'll say that out loud.]

How is she at it?

[sleepingkogoro]

She is actually good at that, at least better than her mother.

[Tentative smile. Uh, that was not nice]

I have depended too much on her skill to cook. That'll change once I return, although my skills so far are closer to Eri's than Ran's.

[cherryblooded]

There you are. If you've gotten nothing else out of this experience, you've built character.

[Cherryblod realizes that 'building character' is the ultimate parent thing to say, but it's true.]

[sleepingkogoro]

[You are barely Mouri's senior in human years, don't get your dad skills on, buddy]

It's too bad I had to be locked in a shelter and...experience everything that has happened so far to start realizing my flaws.

I'm sure other people here are starting to change for the better, too.

[cherryblooded]

[He tries not to, most of the time.]

They are.

...Not exactly enough for me to be grateful for the experience, but it's something.

[sleepingkogoro]

Do you feel you have changed too? I know you confessed your, um, past problem, so maybe you have, but you'll know better than me.

[cherryblooded]

Wouldn't have ever been able to do that without the support of my sons, so - maybe I have, just a little.