WEEK 7.

[trustharder]

WEEK 7 Two more Survivors have left you; Aqua was killed in cold blood and Mettaton... well, your thoughts on Mettaton probably vary depending on how close you were to him, but either way he chose to end Aqua's life and paid the price for it. There are so few of you now. 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 seventh floor. Go ahead and explore as much as you like; you've done well. You've earned it. SURVIVORS REMAINING: 12

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!]

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[captainobnoxious]

[Bright and earlier Tuesday morning, before any kind of incentive, there's paper slipped until the door of every surviving survivor (so few there are now in comparison to how it'd been, and she catches herself almost doing it for the latest victims of this place at first too) detailing the everything she'd learned from Glory (minus their conversation about love and why Glory killed someone, of course) and ended up telling Cherryblod about the Kingmaker. Along with a small note of "don't mention this to KM he won't answer anyway".

There's also a small bit where Sigrun apologizes for how she'd acted at the trial -- no matter how understandable it might be, it still wasn't right to try and defend someone she knew in a part of her heart to be lying -- and an assurance that she doesn't hate any of them for it, because what they were doing was the right thing and they acted just as they should. It's... something she'd wanted to bring up at the meeting, but there were more important things afoot. There's also a small list of places people can find her at if they'd like as well as a request for a radio if someone has it. She wants to try something.

Having caught herself putting one under Mettaton's door got her to realize that yes, it's unlocked, you sweet son of a bitch, so she retrieves the suitcase meant for her (there's so many snacks and bras and what kind of underwear is this??) without looking at anything else too much for now. It'll be a place she returns to later and the only location she doesn't mention for obvious reasons of she did not know.

(Black, you get your nolo pens with your letter now. Grats.)

First location she does mention is the art studio, where she's determinedly finishing Woodaton's coloring and using a pink for the button-like screens because it's prettier. There is also much glitter. She's mostly free to be talked to when she's waiting for it all to dry, because after it is she is

going to the chapel, not to contact anyone but to put Woodaton where he rightfully belongs... somewhere in here, though his child-size doesn't exactly lend itself to being as cutely placed as the stuffed animals. She's put a few new items in him too, but unless someone opens it up (and surely they won't!) no one'll know that. Sigrun's also taking this time to just kind of talk to the air about a few things -- not too audibly, since it's a private conversation between Misa and her thank you whether it's actually heard or not -- but she'll stop her mumbling stories should anyone visit.

Around this time is when the incentive is, and she'll go downstairs like everyone else for it, yes. No reason to avoid anyone anymore. Company's all too welcome, even if it's during the time where someone starts to think of murder.

(By the gods, will you save them indeed.)

The next place is the office, actually, because she's commandeered it for herself, with a sign and everything on the door. Yes she may have to walk up seven flights of stairs to reach it but this Hers now. When she's not scratching protection runes into the desk with a knife (not that they'll help, probably) she's taking time to kick her feet up and... relax? Though it's more like she's staring at the ceiling in an age old tradition not her own and letting the galaxy metaphorically swirl around her.

... And she might be playing on her lyre, because of course she has it with her, with the photos of her mother and father splayed out on the desk. This isn't fair. That's not fair, if they're trapped here too, but she's not all that worried since they're as capable as she is.

(It still sucks.)

Laaaastly, by nightfall (she's been eating a little more today, guys! she might've actually had dinner with everyone!), room 13's door is entirely open, and Sigrun can be found inside laying on Mettaton's old bed, one of his notebooks in hand as she draws idly. There's a few letters in here too, mostly for her own note and comfort, but outside of that she's going to making sure this place is clean as can be and play with the little caterpillar toy. And seeing which of the vibrators rolls off the bed fastest when she turns them on.

This... is be where she falls asleep for the night, admittedly, as much as she misses having someone beside her.]

Office

[cherryblooded]

Good afternoon.

[Cherryblod doesn't have his photos with him when he enters the office and takes a seat. He doesn't have them, because he knows everyone can figure out who was in his photos anyway, and he knows the longer he stares at the face of his daughter the more tempted he'll be to do something.

So he's not looking at them. What he does have is a different sheet of paper in which he's detailed his reports from the chapel visit.

The first bullet point under 'our friends are ghosts' is 'he's not here'.]

[captainobnoxious]

[... Ah.

Yeah. Okay.

As... expected, really, though she can't stop the drop in her heart as she pulls the report closer to look over it. It's nice that (mostly) everyone is well. It's weird there's only six floors for them. There's other things to note, of course, but her eyes breeze over them and keep returning to the sentence she already figured would be truth.]

Sounds like we'll be busy.

[A good way to put it.]

[cherryblooded]

As always. But I'm here for whatever you assign me to do, captain.

[It sucks, and it's awful, and he already knew going in that it was the truth - there's nothing he can do for Mettaton any longer. All he can do is protect the people left.

What's the point?

He tries not to wonder that.]

Art Studio

[goodforsomething]

[Stan enters with his Showa radio from the machine tucked under one arm, and glances askance at the box. The pink and glitter make it obviously some kind of Mettaton tribute, but why a big calculator...?]

Hey, Cap. You lookin' for a radio?

[captainobnoxious]

[If only you knew, Stan. If only.]

Yup. It's been ages since I've had one, even if it's not going to be the kind I'm used to, and I'd like to fiddle with it a bit.

[... To see if she can get a certain ghostly friend of hers to speak through it, since that'd be cool. Though she'll want to see if the others can as well later.]

[goodforsomething]

Yeah, I popped it open when I got it. Looks a lot fancier on the inside.

[He hands it over - he'd thought to trade it for something good later, but if Sigrun's sending out notes about it, it must be important.]

What're you tryin' to do?

room 13

[amygdalae]

[Considering that Bruce is the only guy left in his row of... rooms, its a bit of a surprise to see this one occupied again. Doubly so when its Sigrun who's inside of it.

He hesitates at first, not sure if he wants to talk to her - or if he himself is in the best mood to talk to her, but--]

...Captain Eide?

[He starts while more or less hovering at the doorway. No chance to turn back, now.]

[captainobnoxious]

[... So is this what it felt like when she was hovering awkwardly in Mettaton's doorway after needing to come half-apologize to him?

Wow. Huh. No wonder she's gonna react just like he did.]

You don't have to hover in the doorway, doctor.

[amygdalae]

[Ah--well. At least she sounds okay? It seems like it, at least.

That's... good.]

...my apologies. [He does take a few steps in now at least. There's a hesitant pause before he speaks again.] ...how are you feeling?

Office

[sleepingkogoro]

[Huh, well Mouri won't complain about Sigrun taking over the office. Best captain needs best office. Besides there are more important matters to talk about, more precisely, Sigrun's wellbeing]

It has been a while, Eide-san. I was worried about you.

[Mouri hadn't seen her around for quite a while. It was true the Vault was large and kind of lonely when there were only twelve people in it, but Sigrun seemed to have been avoiding everyone.

Yeah, despite all these weeks, Mouri is still not very good when it's about dealing with other people's grief]

[captainobnoxious]

[... Well, she can't even tell him not to be, not if she wants to be more honest with her crew. So Sigrun looks vaguely like she's struggling for a moment before she sets down her lyre, sitting more properly.]

Thanks. I'm kind of okay now. Pinky and kitten have... kind of kicked my ass back in gear. So has a lot of stuff.

[The ghosty stuff.]

And I can't let you all be running around without me, right? So I'll do what I need to and what you all need me to for as long as I'm alive.

[sleepingkogoro]

That is exactly what I hoped to hear. To be honest I wanted to check on you much earlier but it seemed you weren't in condition to talk with many people.

Our leader is the most important person around and despite everything I still trust you to stay alive no matter what.

[You may be a silly woman who gives headaches sometimes but you are a friend, Sigrun, so don't do anything too stupid, mkay]

By the way, you didn't have to apologize about what happened in the trial. To be honest I hesitated too, for different reasons than you, but I did. I think I can understand how that felt.

[He didn't help for a while because he hesitated, it wasn't because some force was away so he said nothing during two hours or so. Not that at all!]

Office

[garudynamic]

[After everything he did today, there's one last thing he needs to do- talk to Sigrun.]

Hey Boss, you up for company?

[captainobnoxious]

Lately, I always am.

[Just lately. She had her fill of alone time, and she is more than ready to jump back into her peoples' arms.]

What's up, kiddo?

[garudynamic]

[He comes in, flopping in one of the comfy leather chairs]

Okay, first things first- just to get it out of the way.

...I'm not sorry about what happened at the trial. I'm not gonna lie about that. [He tilts his chin up, trying to look assured. It's not 100% effective but points for effort]

But... I wish I had done it differently. That wasn't fair to you.

office

[isafraid]

[Well, it's not as though they were going to get much use out of the office anyways. It's up six flight of stairs, and didn't have much in it anyways. The rune carvings are still going to get a bit of a look though, just saying.

He steps in, hearing the sounds of a lyre and, well, spotting Sigrun with her feet up.]

...Glad to see you've been making yourself comfortable.

[captainobnoxious]

Someone's gotta. A shame for such a beautiful office to go to waste, you know? Even if it could do with a few windows and a fire space.

[Yes, fire space, not fireplace. A space for fire.]

[isafraid]

Ah... quite a shame then. [Not THAT much.]

Have to say, many a room in this place could do with a few more windows and doors. Haven't seen some grass or trees or the like in a fortnight.

office

[notjustawriter]

[It's not like Gabriel has decided to try claiming any rooms in the place beside his own, but that doesn't mean he isn't the sort to go looking around to see what there is to see here, even if that does mean barging in on what looks like Sigrun's personal room.

Hey, you never know, maybe there's something else here.]

Afternoon, Sigrun.

[captainobnoxious]

[In fairness, this just became her personal room.

She'll be touching it up as long as she lives. Wood carvings and runes and paintings. It'll be great.]

Afternoon, bookworm. Come to check the place out? Not much to see yet, but you're welcome to it.

Room 13

[pokexplorer]

[Having spent most of his day in the chem lab, Colress realizes as he heads for his room for the night that he never got around to bringing Sigrun a radio. It's the least he can do right now, and he definitely has plenty of Showa radios from Caren. So he grabs one from his room and heads for Sigrun's room...only to notice Mettaton's door wide open across the hall. Something doesn't surprise him about that, especially when he finds her inside. It's...weird to be inside this room now, but in he goes anyway.]

Miss Sigrun? I don't mean to bother- I simply have a radio to offer, if you haven't received one already.

[captainobnoxious]

[It might be weird to some, but judging from her relaxed position there's no thought to it... at least visibly. It's weird not having him in here with her though. She really misses it, considering she'd gotten used to finding a way to lay next to him that didn't poke her shoulders too badly.]

Oh, no, you're not bothering me at all, darling, though the old man gave me one earlier. I could always use another just in case the one I have bursts into flames at some point though. And I like collecting things.

[The truth is the last one.]

13

[penduli]

[ ...there's a sigh of relief, even though he thought he'd find her here. ]

Hi, Miss Sigrun. Are you— [ oh god that's a vibrator buzzing off the bed there, isn't it ] ...having... fun?

[captainobnoxious]

[She knew this one would win. It looked the fastest. Let her rest the race!!]

Uh huh. How're you, kitten?