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

[captainobnoxious]

[-- Well, that particular piece hasn't been told to her before.]

I... guess so! I actually told some of my worries to Mettaton waaay way earlier in the week and he said that no one thought I was failing them or anything like that too.

[... Which touches her now, since he confirmed yesterday that he didn't perform in front of her. So he's not saying things she'd want to hear. A part of her had thought he might be as... well, as stupid as it seems now.]

It was just kind of hard to accept thinking like that at the time though. It still is, if I can be honest with you. Feels kind of like I'm a rookie all over again.

... I'll have to thank him when I see him again.

[cherryblooded]

If you were completely confident right now, despite how much has happened, that would be the hallmark of a bad leader. Complete overconfidence doesn't make for good decisions. And if you were ready to give up because things aren't going well for you, that'd be a sign of a bad leader, too.

That you have these worries, but you're still doing your best for us is the best sign of a worthy leader I can think of.

You're the best one for the job and you're doing as well as anyone could. It may not mean much to hear me say it, but it's what I believe.

[captainobnoxious]

[Sigrun ducks her head a little, playing out a random snatch of a tune from home on her lyre, and nods.]

Yeah, I got it. I know I am.

[But it's definitely stronger this time.]

... Thanks though. You've really got a way with words. Must be your hundreds of years of experience talking.

[cherryblooded]

Might be that. I'm better at supporting people than I am at investigating or coming up with theories in the trial - so I'd like to hope I'm doing alright.

[Aside from a few moments of despair, he knows it's his strength.]

[captainobnoxious]

[She still think he'd make a great leader.

But a second-in-command works just as well, too, and she'll grab his hand to shake it.]

I'll welcome your support any day then, as my right hand. I know you won't let me down.

[cherryblooded]

[He's got a firm grip and a smile that suggests he's genuinely touched.]

I'm honored, captain.

[captainobnoxious]

[She gives it a tight squeeze before taking her hand back, picking out the tune she'd been working on before again.]

And now you'll be honored to be my private audience to the thing I'm working on for the treasure of my life. I don't think I'll put any words to it, since... I'm not all that good at sweet talking the way he is, but I think the melody'll be just fine.

[cherryblooded]

He'll adore it, I'm sure. Even not considering how talented you are.

[Maybe he'll end up putting words to it, like she'd put words to his tune. That'd be the cutest thing to happen in murdervault.]

[captainobnoxious]

[... That'd be so cute.]

I'm honestly starting to think that I could give him a slip of paper with his name in stars and he'd be happy with it if it came from me.

[cherryblooded]

Don't think you're wrong there.