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Week 5.
Two more are gone this week. Luna and Chie Hori have joined those who are present only in memory now, and their passing seems to have left a lot of emotions raw and exposed. But as usual, the group has at least a little bit of time to recover. Saturday can be dedicated to rest and sleep; on Sunday morning, the clock chimes the hour at seven o'clock. The stairwells are clear of bodies; there's no more death to be dealt with for the time being. Unless, of course, you happened to recover something particularly unfortunate in your dreams... Once again, there's a new floor to explore; your reward for doing your job well. And since you've survived for a month now, you are doing your job well. However, the new floor isn't the only thing that's changed; there are a few things about the building that seem a little...off. A few things that weren't there before might be, or a few things that should be there aren't; you'll just have to see what the week brings, won't you? That is, if you're not going to be investigating all the goings-on personally... |
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[OOC: Welcome to week five 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 as well!
The Letters and Switchboard posts are still active to be used at your leisure, for the sake of contacting the jerk who's keeping you here!]
Dojo
Ooh, Yuuri! You're so cool and strong!
[There's only one person that could be. Blue and Wiggly watch him from a safe distance.]
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He sighs, putting his sword down. That was totally not cool or strong. ]
Hey, Blue.
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Blue is giggling like a god damn moron- okay, okay, she can get a handle of herself, wow-]
You're so jumpy! Like a teeny tiny Nidoran!
[Nope more giggling-]
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Hey, I have to watch my back all the time! Of course I'm going to be jumpy! [ Because defending this is so going to help. ]
Besides, what kind of bubbles talk anyway?
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[...Apparently she can stop laughing just enough to brag. Well done, Blue-]
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Wait, you made that thing?
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[She'll whisper into the mic for a moment; it produces a bubble, which wanders over to Yuuri and pops.]
It's totally cool.
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Whoa, that's so cool... Have you made other things?
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[...]
Speaking of clothes, you want to come back to my room with me? I've had yours ready for a while!
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I can't wait to see it.
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Tell me, is this your first time in a lady's room?
[We're off to a great start. She pulls out a shirt as she speaks and offers it to him.]
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Wait. Are you seriously asking?
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Well, I'm asking. I'm not sure about seriously, but I'm asking.
[But she is seriously handing him these god damn pants to go with that shirt.]
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I'm not that good with girls so... No, not really. [ He was in Sol's room the other day but that was very different.
Also he's a little surprised by the pants because that sure is a pattern there. But she made it for him so he's thankful for it anyway. ] You're really good at this.
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[She pulls one more thing out and holds it in her hands for a moment. Whatever it is, it's got to be something important...]
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W-What? Really? [ He's so flustered he doesn't even notice what she's holding in her hands. ]
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[She sits down on her bed and sets what she's holding down in her lap.]
You don't try at all! You're just you. You're sweet, gentle, understanding... Boy, if I'm not careful, I might end up falling for you!
[Hahaha... ha... Anyway.]
Come here. I have one more thing for you.
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What is it?
[ He walks over, sitting next to her on the bed. Even just sitting next to her has him feeling flustered. ]
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Take good care of them, okay?
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Wow, these are amazing. Thank you, Blue.
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