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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[blackmass]

["Our wishes, our questions, are different. A question by the one who does not have it shall not be answered by the one who does."
"'The one who does not have it'? Are you saying Kiritsugu had something that you didn't have?"]

[Kirei Kotomine was not in the most pleasant mood when he awoke on Sunday. The perpetual smile he wore had slipped just a bit, but that was easy enough to excuse as a result of the recent bloody disaster. And yet that was the furthest thing from his mind today as he sought out a distraction; cooking in the kitchen once it opened and later on, taking inventory of the supplies in the infirmary when he came across it.]

[Eventually, he took up a spot in a corner of the library, idly paging through a book without really focusing on it. The situation had abruptly become more complicated, and Kirei was even less sure what to make of it than he had been yesterday.]

['What other people called happiness--']

library

[notaccurate]

[Since Luca is in the library doing his own thing that day, odds are that he would come across Kirei at some point. At first he doesn't go bother him, since he figures anybody coming to the library would be looking for a bit of peace and quiet. But after he passes by once while doing his own searches, he gives up and comes back.]

Pardon me, but may I have a moment of your time?

[He's even speaking quietly, like someone should in a library.]

[blackmass]

Hm?

[Pulled out of his own thoughts, it took just a second for Kirei to register who was speaking to him and what was said.]

...Certainly, Luca Valentino. [The book was closed and set aside, Kirei himself recovering quickly and focusing entirely on Luca.] What is it that you require?

[notaccurate]

I merely wanted to see how you were doing. You, well.

[Crap, how does he explain it?]

Your seem a bit 'out of it' today.

[blackmass]

It has been a trying week for all of us. I can hardly imagine that I am the only one at something of a loss.

[notaccurate]

You certainly aren't, but you are doig a good job of hiding how much it troubles you.

[He didn't start crying like some of the others did.]

Still, it is important to check on everyone, and I thought you might have been overlooked so far.

infirmary

[zomgboom]

[Tabby is in here, stuffing things into her pockets seemingly randomly because what joy is there in life if you can't steal things? None, that's what.]

I took most of the popsicle stick thingies if you were, like, looking for those.

[blackmass]

...No, I was merely evaluating what supplies we had in the event we should need them.

Do try to refrain from stealing anything important, if you would be so kind.

[zomgboom]

Define "important."

[She is literally slipping painkillers in her pocket right now. Is she ever going to use them? No. Does she feel the need to steal them because they have potential value? Yes.]

[blackmass]

Like that, for example.

[tabby oh my god.]

library

[perpend]

[Cabanela had an... interesting dream himself, but he has mostly been able to mask it when he starts exploring the new floor, eventually making his way to the library.]

You don't look so good.

[After what happened, he can't really blame the guy.]

[blackmass]

Merely a single poor night's sleep. I presume most of our number may say the same.

[perpend]

After what happened, I don't blame you. It's been... a terrible couple of days.

[And he doubts it's going to get any better.]

[blackmass]

[SURE THE FUCK AIN'T]

To put it lightly. We'll merely need to adapt until we find an escape route.

library

[firstaid]

What are you reading?

[Estelle's set up camp in the library and so seeing others come in, she wants to know their preferences and such. Also please discuss books with her. Maybe they can discuss Faust--

ANYWAY...

She's kinda in his personal space now, but not too close that it's uncomfortable?]

[blackmass]

Nothing of vital importance. [He closed the (worryingly enormous) book and set it aside, focusing on Estelle as she spoke.] I happened across an old tale I favored, and I just thought I might make use of our abundance of spare time.

[firstaid]

What kind of tale, if I may ask?

[She loves exchanging stories about tales and the like and it's nice to know that people here actually like discussing this? Unlike her band of misfits that hate to read.]

[blackmass]

One I doubt most would care to get through; it's a bit long-winded in places. But essentially, it is a story of a man trying to outrun his past and redeem himself for the wrongs he once committed. He's pursued endlessly by one who insists justice be done for those crimes, even as the criminal strives to be a saint to all those he encounters in his struggle to elude capture.

[it's exactly what you're thinking]

infirmary

[evilfrenzy]

[Rideaux's somewhat surprised to find the priest taking a detailed look in the infirmary. He peers over his own clipboard of inventory-in-progress.]

Oh- Hello. I don't believe we've spoken yet.

[His eyebrows are raised though, like he's wondering if Kirei needs something.]

[blackmass]

We haven't, no. [He glanced over the nearest shelf before looking to Rideaux and his clipboard.] Though it is reassuring to see someone else with reasonable priorities.

[evilfrenzy]

It is my job, so call it a force of habit.

[Working in medicine, that is.]

Were you looking for anything in particular, or did you just want to take stock as well?

[blackmass]

The latter--I have what I suppose one might call medical training, but it seems we're fortunate if you've something more substantial.

Kitchen

[destage]

[Well, alright, maybe it'd be a good idea to make some kind of tea this morning--after all of what happened yesterday, some chamomile would really hit...the...spot...

...Of all of the people she hadn't really talked to, her slightly more terrifying neighbor was high up, and. Okay. Put on a smile, Sayaka, don't make a fuss--]

Ah...excuse me, would you be quite alright with me making a cup of tea in here? I'll come back later if it would get in your way.

[blackmass]

You are not in my way, Sayaka Maizono.

[He'd barely even looked up, continuing what he was doing--chopping vegetables, apparently.]

[destage]

Ah--understood, then. I'll be sure to get out of here as quick as I can, though, so you have room...

[...she's kind of glad for that, actually, and she'll go and grab a teapot so she can get that tea started. Though...nosily, she is gonna take a quick peer at what he's got going on. Is he making a salad or something...?]