WEEK 2.

[trustfellows]

WEEK 2 Two people are dead. Jean Kirstein and Caren have both died due to a tragic accident. Of course, you're not entirely innocent, are you? You voted, you played into this game the Coordinators are running. But you know the stakes now. You know what failure to complete Rule Seven really means. No more excuses from here on out. Saturday is given to regrouping and sleep; come Sunday morning, the clock chimes the hour at seven o'clock and there are no dead bodies to be found, so it can be assumed that all of you are safe for the time being. That said, you'll be feeling a little groggy when you wake up; it seems you've regained something that you didn't realize you'd lost... Of course, exploring the building from here on will reveal something new: namely, a stairwell in the northeastern corner, leading upwards toward a new floor entirely. Another sign of how things are going to progress around here, maybe; chances are you'll enjoy what you've been given, but was it worth the lives of two people to obtain? PARTICIPANTS REMAINING: 33 PARTICIPANTS REMAINING: 32

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[OOC: Welcome to week two of Trustfell! Feel free to make as many top levels as you'd like and tag out to other characters! This post is for all of your interactions this week... at least until the weekend. Don't forget to save those threads for coins and the activity check!

If you'd like to get in contact with the Coordinators, you can do so through private meetings with Alena!]

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infirmary

[firstaid]

[Estelle luckily missed the excitement from this morning. It makes her stomach churn just to hear of the event so she's actually grateful she didn't witness it. Seeing something like that, well, she may not have recovered.

Finally exploring more of the second floor beyond that library, she spots Chitoge and sees her tending to her fists.]

Would you like help bandaging your hands up?

[Her voice is gentle, but also eager. It's been a while since she's been able to provide her 'healing' ability to people. Even if now all she can do is wrap bandages.]

[ninehundredlives]

It spits out a lot of oil if you touch it funny. Which is probably not what it's supposed to do, but she didn't mind...

...it's funny. It looked like a broken piece of something bigger. Like they'd taken something and ripped it in half, just to stick part in there. [......] A little more deliberate than just tossing in whatever garbage was lying around.

[ninehundredlives]

...I'm sorry to hear that.

[What do you say, really?]

[gorira]

Should I feel like I'm being fucking threatened?

[ She turns her attention back to her hands. But her heart doesn't seem like it's in the banter, today. ]

What are you looking for?

[ninehundredlives]

...did other people have dreams, too?

[This is the first she's hearing about this.]

[destage]

That's incredible, Canabela-san! I always imagined officers to be so straight laced, but it's so wonderful that you've all found a way to have fun together.

Would you show me, please?

[matchbreaker]

[ Yeah you know what Elda's going to do there? Depending on which makes more sense she's either going to press her (no shoes) foot against Fern against the wall or literally step on the small of her back as a really loose pin. ]

They're going to clean the corpse up, and if they kicked us out, that might kill us too.

[destage]

[Sayaka's just gonna do that, then, and just...go back on the bed, unless Elda stops her somewhere along the way. She's still got that moogle plush in her hand, and the room itself is...fairly lived in, at least, if the shark on the bed and the blue orb at the desk are any indication.

She can sit wherever, but...mmph.]

I'm--I'm very sorry, again, Marker-san. I'll try to be more careful, next time.

[firstaid]

I hope not, however, it seems better than the steak knife I've been carrying around.

[Despite all her hope and optimism, she's kept herself armed because at least she was always somewhat aware how dire their situation is.]

[perpend]

...Impressive.

If they can suppress that kind of power, it makes one wonder what power they have. Something more powerful than being able to break a spine without even touching the kid.

[matchbreaker]

Oh, this or that. I've still got a headache.

[ She doesn't... answer... that first question...

But it's somewhat irritating that she isn't considered a threat. She sort of half-wants to scare the shit of Chitoge to prove a point. ]

[destage]

[...she seizes a bit, at that question, but...]

Not...really. At least, not since I got here. [She doesn't want to bring up that dream again.] Is everything okay?

[perpend]

Ahh, you have a point.

I think it's too soon to give up. I... don't want to do that. Even in my dreams, I'm solving problems. I guess I can't let my brain rest.

[firstaid]

[She flinches back at that. No one usually ever touches her (non-existant) boobs?]

...aren't people the same as humans, though?

[matchbreaker]

Well, if you listen to that Rideuax guy, he seems to think the scariest thing they've done so far is take us here in the first place.

[ She says, humming a bit. ]

[firstaid]

[She shakes her head.]

I don't know, to be honest. I'll have to ask around.

[destage]

[Her expression doesn't change, even if she brings the moogle closer to her.]

I'm...as fine as I can be, considering what happened today. To Hanamura-kun, I mean.

[bloodbiter]

[Despite the circumstance, there's a small smile.]

That kind of commitment will serve all of us well. I'm glad you're determined.

[matchbreaker]

[ girl shut up you have more boob than her.

... But. ]

Absolutely not! You said it yourself, you've got those... bug people! And the Extellas or whatever! And you!

[destage]

Ah, I see...you make sure everyone stays on the straight and narrow there. That makes sense, and I imagine the military is much better for having you around.

[...though, admittedly, that...]

Does...the promotion mean you're no longer authorized to be on the case, then? That seems quite strange...

[perpend]

They were.

[It doesn't matter if she's close in age to those already lost, because they did have their entire lives ahead of them, only to have them snuffed out in horrible ways.]

It's important to keep them alive in some way, because they were all victims. If they weren't brought here against their wills, they'd all be still alive.

[gorira]

[ Estelle's voice snaps her out of a bit of a trance she was in; the quiet, grumbled mantra of obscenities pouring out of her mouth stops short, and she looks down at her knuckles, bright red under the stained water.

And while her impulse is to say: ]

Y-you don't have to do that...

[ It's clear to her that Estelle wants to help. And what she's doing now looks like another way of making the whole thing worse... ]

...But I wouldn't mind, if you did.

[matchbreaker]

[ Sayaka's not getting back to the bed, or at least, not without incident? Because Elda's hand is flying out to take hold of her shoulder, to keep her in place so the other woman can get behind her.

... She should be more ... gentle, perhaps? Ask her about her feelings, delve into that? But Elda Marker never was the most considerate, and more than that, Elda Marker is also selfish. Seeing the girl looking so timid as this (no, not timid, she corrects, traumatized) she...

Exhales, softly.

... She's just a human brat, she- ]

See to it that you do.

[ That wasn't what she meant to say. ]

[gorira]

You and me both...

[ Who wouldn't have a migraine, after seeing something like that? ]

There should be aspirin lying around here somewhere. Some kind of painkiller. I haven't taken inventory or anything...

[greenmamabear]

Ah, don't worry about it. Nothing worth worrying about. Besides, we're all stuck with uniforms and whatever we have on us.