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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[heritrix]

[Wait—]

I mean, if you have the time. If you can't then there's no need to concern yourself with a task this small.

[There we go, that's better.]

[chessturner]

[Kyrie looks at Rin for a moment and turns the chessboard around. If this was anything bad, she wouldn't ask for help, would she? She'd try to make excuses. So that means that whatever Rin's planning won't lead to anything bad.

Yes...the logic makes sense, she thinks]

Of course! I don't mind.

[She ascends the stairs and offers her hands, willing to take as many bottles as Rin wants to give her to carry]

You don't need to act polite if you don't want to. At my age you'll be used to people not being as courteous as they could be, so I don't mind.

[She actually minds a little, but in general she's okay with it]

[heritrix]

[She kind of is reluctant to give them away, but her behavior is strange. Rather than cagey, the expression on Rin's adjusts her load for Kyrie to take a few off her hands is anxious, as if the items were a credit card or set of car keys.

The way she handles them is sort of strange, too. They're all bundled up in a loop in her right arm, so it should be easier to use the left to hand them off one at a time, but... she's not doing that, like at all.

Instead Rin lets them down carefully onto her skirt (she's wearing the longer ones that come with the school uniforms today), raising her knees to make sure they stay in her lap, where she can pick the bottles one at a time to hand to Kyrie. Most of them are herbs.]

...You thought that was polite?

[That actually brings a tired smile to Rin's face. She seems genuinely amused by something.]

I'd have you tell that fake priest, if I didn't already know his response would be irritating. Show him I do too have manners.

[chessturner]

[These must be important herbs, that much is for sure. Kyrie doesn't know enough to even start guessing what these could be. Maybe that's for the better. She takes the bottles with as much care as Rin gives them]

Rewording your request's a sign of politeness.

[She'd have helped even if Rin had stopped at 'if you don't mind', but rewording the request was a nice touch]

He seems like a rather grumpy man, not the kind that'd know how to take a joke. That type of person would consider everything to be rude.

[heritrix]

He's a rude and inconsiderate man himself, so he lacks room to talk.

[Dissing on Kirei's everything is Rin's default setting on all topics related to him, but her words carry some underlying affection. Also strain and fatigue, but that's unrelated.

They have a mostly even distribution of bottles at this point. Kyrie is technically holding more, but Rin has the largest bottle, so it balances out. She's going to regather them into her right arm and then try to ease herself into a standing position, sliding up the wall for support.]

[chessturner]

[To not block the way, Kyrie descends the stairs, going down slowly, just in case. Better not drop any of those bottles]

What did he say to you? He and I have talked only once, but he didn't give me that bad of an impression. Yours must have been a really bad first conversation.

[heritrix]

I wouldn't remember. I was four years old at the time.

[Rin takes the stairs slowly too, albeit for different reasons. Her steps are overly careful, compensating for dizziness.]

[chessturner]

Wait, you knew him before arriving here? Really?

[So you and he are from the same world? Now that she didn't expect!]

[heritrix]

For better or worse.

[chessturner]

Then tell me, how's he like? You know him better than me, and I don't want to be caught off-guard if that man is more than he's letting show. For example, that title.

Does he actually execute people?

[heritrix]

People? [Hrmm.] Perhaps, but you couldn't call anyone he executes to be human.

[Halfway down the stairs Rin's already feeling winded, and tiredly tries to hold herself straighter to compensate for that.]

If you want to know more than that, you should ask him yourself. He favors long-winded rambles, so he might tell you.

[chessturner]

I think if he wanted to tell me he'd have done it--

[When Rin gets halfway down the stairs and feels winded, Kyrie seems to feel there's something going on. She stops, turning around]

...are you feeling okay, Tohsaka-san?

[heritrix]

Y-Yeah. Of course I am.

[Not at all. She's taking the stairs slowly in a way a dizzy person would, versus one who's just moving carefully, and her expression is tight with pain even as she tries to play it casually and change the subject.]

I'm taking these to my room, by the way, so when we reach the end of the stairs just head for the dormitories...

[chessturner]

Understood.

[She goes down a couple stairs before changing her mind, going back and holding tighter the bottles]

Hold onto me. You'll hurt yourself if you fall.

[heritrix]

What— I can do it! It's not like I'm going to fall with only ten steps to go!

[She's not some kind of weakling, gosh. Though more importantly (or second most importantly, in Rin's book, because her pride), holding on to the various jars, Rin only has one arm free and it's the one she's been refusing to use. Not for more comfortably carrying her load, or even to hold the handrail. It's been held close to her middle this entire time instead, laid horizontally across it and unmoving. It's similar to how someone would have their arm braced in a sling, actually, but without a strap to hold it up.]

[chessturner]

...

[She stares at Rin for a moment, trying to judge if she'd trip and get really hurt if she trips, but she has the feeling insisting wouldn't be of any help]

...fine. I'll trust you on that. You don't look well at all, but if you say you can do it...

It's okay to rely on others, though. Don't forget that.

[You may have relied on Kyrie enough to give her some of your valuable herbs to carry, but apparently not enough to accept her help so you don't fall. She has the feeling if Rin could, she wouldn't have accepted any help at all to carry the bottles]

[heritrix]

[Mouth a tight line, Rin just holds the bottles closer to herself and tries to make good on continuing down the stairs. Don't give Kyrie any reason to say "I told you so". It's bad enough that she had to ask for what help she did as it is, but she needs to get back to her room as soon as possible.

It's nothing personal. When you're a mage, you can't let your guard down around others even during the best of times, and Rin is hyper aware of what sort of situation she's in right now. It's not a good one. If there was ever a time...

...For that reason, Rin's both thankful for Kyrie's help right now, but also quietly afraid. "It's okay to rely on others" Kyrie says, and a flash of guilt runs through Rin's eyes, but she just focuses on reaching the bottom of the stairs. Her knees are shaking by the end, but she does manage it!

Now to get to the dorms.]

[chessturner]

Good. This won't take long, let's get going.

[If you didn't fall and break your neck getting down the stairs, then you will be okay! Congratulations.

Kyrie takes the lead until she arrives to the hall, unsure which one is Rin's bedroom. Yeah, she hasn't bothered to learn that information]

Do you need anything else? I don't mind getting you anything that's somewhere else, if you need something.

[heritrix]

[She's so unused to this, it's taking her by surprise, but Kyrie's being so persistent she's starting to feel bad. And if she offers to take everything in her room, that'll give the other woman something else to do, right?]

Um... [It looks like we're headed to the middle of the dorm area, Room #14.] Mixing bowls. And a mortar and pestle, if you can find it? There's probably one in the kitchen, for making pesto and such...

[She should have thought of that earlier, honestly, but Rin is looking really tired here.]