trustfell | WEEK 2.

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

SUNDAY | MONDAY | TUESDAY | WEDNESDAY | THURSDAY
[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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[ Oh god dammit. Elda exhales theatrically when there's someone in the infirmary. She really should have Sayaka be her blood runner. Here she was trying to unburden the girl and then there's someone in there. The older woman frowns distinctly...

... Oh, it smells of blood.

Of course it does. And disinfectant. Huh. ]

[ Chitoge keeps scrubbing at her hands; the bleeding itself is finally starting to subside, but the sink itself is clearly bloodstained, even as the water keeps running. At the rate she's going, all she's doing is agitating her wounds by rubbing at them, but she doesn't particularly seem to notice or care.

She tenses for a moment, upon hearing the exhale, but when she turns around to see Elda, she lets out a sigh herself. ]

Oh, it's just you...

What, I'm not threatening?

[ That's... nice in some ways but deeply annoying in others. For her part, she makes her way past some of the beds and to the medicine cabinets. Guess. She needs to contrive some non-blood reason to be here. ]

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?

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. ]

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...

Yeah, and I'll find it. You should cut that out though, you're going to end up making your joints stiff.

[ She's not really looked, but based on the sound and smell of it... ]

Cut what out? I...don't know what the hell you're talking about.

[ A bold faced lie. ]

Well, the washing, for one.

[ ... why are these cabinets up high. She leaps onto he counter (still not wearing shoes) to just look like this, it's easier. ]

I'm washing my hands because they need to be washed. What's it to you?

[ ...But her literally leaping is definitely enough to turn her attention away from the sink again-- ]

You could have just asked, if you wanted help reaching all the way up top...

You're not that much taller than me! Besides, this is easier.

[ :T ]

I wouldn't have had to fucking jump. I think that's telling enough that there's a difference. Besides, I don't think they'd put them all the way up there, realistically, unless they were doing it just to bully you.

Can't say I entirely blame them, if that was their plan.

Oh, I wouldn't be surprised either! That Alena woman ... Ah, it sounds weird to joke about her now, doesn't it?

[ Eeesh. She shakes her head, rummaging through...

here...

What the fuck is - ]

Hey, what's vicodin?

I'd be careful with that shit.

[ She turns off the faucet, and goes to wrap her knuckles in paper towels, for now. They're no bandages, but applying pressure to the wounds will take care of them until she can get some bandages on... ]

It's a painkiller, and a pretty strong one. Way too strong for a headache. Right now, you should be looking for, like, ibuprofen. Don't fuck with some of these unless you really need them.

[ Last thing we need is someone overdosing... ]

... Oh, okay?

[ She'll just be tossing that back in the cabinet... then.

Hmmm... ]

Okay, ibuprofen, ibuprofen...

Ibuprofen, or, like, aspirin...

[ Relax, Elda, she'll help you look, Christ. She'll do her good deed and help the elderly today. ]

Jesus, there's no need for this place to have this much in here...something tells me it isn't a generosity thing, either.

[ It's stacked, but that also means it's easy for things to go conveniently missing... ]

Okay, so what's Ambien, then?

[ BECAUSE THAT'S... what she pulls out next... ]

From the sound of it, probably a sleep medicine. Another one you should be careful of. Look for...

[ Shit, what's the brand name... ]

Aleve? That's probably your best bet.

[ Okay ... wait, what- ]

People use drugs to sleep now? What happened to getting drunk?

Geez, you really are a fucking old lady, if you think people get wasted just to sleep. It's a lot easier to take a pill and get some rest than it is to slam back beers.

Well excuse me for knowing the classics!

[ :T

But okay, okay, okay.

Onto the next part... ]

All of a sudden, you're making me really grateful that we don't have a bar here. Last thing we need is for some of us here to get hammered, you included.

[ Imagining her drunk is surprisingly easy, and not something she'd like to see. Especially considering she's so small; she's probably a lightweight. ]

Wouldn't we be more concerned about the likes of you? Or actually the mask girl too.

[ . . . You know no, this one looks promising? ]

... Maybe Terumi? He'd be bad.

You don't have to worry about me drinking.

[ Somewhere in the universe, an alternate Chitoge sneezes. ]

First of all, I'm underage, and second of all, I hate the taste of alcohol, anyway. Besides, I've seen people in my family drink all the time at parties, and it's never, ever pretty.

[ That said... ]

He'd be an awful drunk. But personally, if there's anyone I'd want to see drunk, it's probably Sayaka.

Why her? I bet she'd be mopey.

[ Oh... yes... this does look right? She throws it towards Chitoge's head, trusting her to catch it. ... Even if she threw it overhand.

... Yeah.

It's aspirin. ]

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