WEEK 3.

[trustfellows]

WEEK 3 You all got to witness Yosuke Hanamura's death earlier this past week. You know what the punishment for breaking the rules is. With Chitoge Kirisaki and Blue's deaths, you're painfully aware of just how little trust this group really has. How long until someone kills again? What about that time limit the Coordinators imposed? Will there be another incentive? There are so many questions, but not a whole lot of answers. 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... And when you wake up, you'll discover that a pattern seems to be emerging, at least as far as the building itself goes; a new floor is available to you, a stairwell across a short hallway from the one on the second floor having unlocked itself. There's not too much of a question about it as a result - at least, as far as what it means. It's definitely a reward. PARTICIPANTS REMAINING: 30

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[OOC: Welcome to week three 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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[hesperos]

[ That's right, Yuri's making some delicious hard-boiled eggs, among other delicious breakfast delicacies!

But damn, Terumi is so quiet that Yuri almost doesn't even notice. That's ... concerning. Well, he looks at what he's made. Out of habit he's definitely made too much food for just one person. It's been all done well, despite his state of distraction.

He decides it might not be a bad idea to share. ]

Hey, you in the mood for something to eat?

[hentopan]

In a generous mood, huh?

[ That's about as much of a yes as he's willing to give, though his actions should make it clear. He wastes no time in grabbing a plate (a small plate mind), and moves to grab a handful of eggs.

Yes, this is all he wants to eat. ]

[hesperos]

Kinda. I'm just used to making food for more than one person, since I traveled and cooked with my friends before I was brought here.

[ Yuri knows the guy likes eggs, because of his profile and all but really? He expected him to grab some bacon, among other things, too. ]

You're not going to have anything with your eggs, huh?

[hentopan]

Don't usually eat, but had to try that monstrosity last night. [ The mac and cheese, he means. ]

Just need something I'm used to. [ Which is like partially the truth? But his tone lacks much of its usual swagger. ]

[hesperos]

Haven't heard of many people who don't go around not eating.

[ Yuri might've chased someone around with a noodle. Fun times.

In the meanwhile, Terumi's lackluster everything right now is really noticeable. ]

So, a gald for your thoughts? A lot's happened in the past few weeks, after all.

[ On the side, Yuri's still thinking about them setting up that fight of theirs, because he actually still wants that to happen. Though, that's not going to happen before finishing breakfast, among other things. ]

[hentopan]

Gets boring after a few thousand years.

[ And he's picky so. He'll pop an egg into his mouth before he responds, there's no comment on if its good or not but in this case it's a good thing— eggs are one of those foods that everyone pretty much like theirs a different way but he can't complain. About the eggs, anyway. ]

A what? Do I seem like the kind of guy who would care about those idiots dying or killing?

[hesperos]

Totally.

[ Yuri finally gets to settling his own food on his plate and starts to stuff his face in between talking because that's how you do manners. ]

Anyway, not really. I was just seeing if there's something else about this place you wanted to talk about.

Gald's a golden coin--the kinda money I use to buy stuff back home. You never heard of it?

[hentopan]

I figured that out, Sherlock. Currencies change over time and it never really matters much anyway.

[ Another egg gets popped into his mouth, and it seems he's considering something. ]

I hate sleeping and I hate being reminded of irritating pain in my asses more. That doll is boring as shit, but at least she knows her place.

[hesperos]

Whatever you say, smart guy.

[ ... ]

Didn't have a good dream either, huh?

[ Just a guess but considering the fact he had a 'fun' one himself... ]

[hentopan]

Oh are we are gonna do the "who had it worst" crap? [ He doesn't sound opposed, just annoyed in general. ]

Yeah if you wanna call it that.

[hesperos]

I'm not exactly here for either of us trying to brag about whose dream would be more likely to make someone wet the bed.

But, yeah, looks like this week's started off a pain for us.

[ Yuri's words are, as always, ever so elegant. When he finishes his food, he ends up remembering something--that he still left things hanging a week or so ago regarding their supposed rumble and tumble. ]

...I still owe you a fight, don't I?

[hentopan]

Nightmares? Nightmares are whatever.

[ It's not anything he's scared about, then. ]

You do. Don't think you can beat my last fight though~ [ Somehow he still winds up finishing last between them, but this is his last egg. As for his words, he has a nasty bruise on his chest which is easily visible because of how he's also a member of the bare chest brigade. ]

[hesperos]

[ ... Yuri really can't imagine Terumi being scared of anything, actually - ]

We'll have to see about that now, won't we?

[ He doesn't actually care about measuring up to whatever previous fight Terumi's had because a fight is a fight. But it did look like it was pretty intense, judging by the bruise.

This time Yuri's more ready to go since it's at a more opportune time (it's still in an inappropriate location but he doesn't care), and he settles into a stance of sorts. ]

You ready?

[hentopan]

Hah! [ So right here then? That's fine by Terumi, though Yuri gets a good glimpse of his snake tongue in his amusement. ]

Come at me then, pretty boy. [ He doesn't assume a stance, but tbh he doesn't much have one anyway. ]

[hesperos]

[ Annnd he breaks it because he's coming straight at Terumi now. His first movement's admittedly going to be rather easy to read - he's going to try to land a hit by throwing a punch towards the green-haired male's stomach. ]

[hentopan]

[ Yeah that's getting sidestepped and uh. You didn't specify no weapons Yuri, and even if you did he's not really in the mood to listen. The kitchen knife comes out of his pocket in a flash, his counter being a running attack of his own, except with a knife. The strike is aimed towards Yuri's torso, so it shouldn't be a hard block. ]

[hesperos]

Playing dirty, huh?

[ Yuri sure didn't, and he's not expecting Terumi to really pull a knife in the middle of the fight.

...The difference between him and any sane person is the fact he doesn't mind the idea all that much. All it does is manage to make the fight much more interesting.

Of course Yuri is quick on his feet and so that provides him ample time to move himself out of the way and attempt to grab at Terumi's wrist to try to halt his movements further with the knife. ]

[hentopan]

If that's what you want to call it! [ All that does is bug Terumi more, at least Mikoto hadn't complained one bit when he pulled a knife on him, god. As for halting his progress with the knife there's two options: either Yuri isn't going to be fast enough, or he can get a handle on it at the price of a nice cut on his hand.

Terumi is apparently very far from playing. ]

[hesperos]

[ Yuri doesn't give a shit about how angry it makes Terumi, and honestly, at hearing those words he actually just smirks like he's told the funniest joke he's heard since he's arrived in this cesspool.

His hand's cut and bleeding, but it's fine. He's had worse and what would be a fight if he didn't get roughed up a little? ]

Nothing out of the ordinary with me calling it like it is! But, you know, you're not the only one who likes to pull that kind of crap.

[ A sliver of silver flashes as he slips out a kitchen knife into his free hand because he's totally had one hidden on his person the whole entire time too, and he's not afraid to lash out towards Terumi with it. Though, for specifics, he's just trying to aim to cut the guy across his chest (and he's not holding back or anything but he will try to avoid the bruised area too.) ]

[hentopan]

Now we're getting somewhere! [ He grins at that, fighting with weapons was nice even without Ouroboros. Yuri gets a light slash across Terumi's chest for his efforts (why is he so goddamn slow here augh), but it exhilarates him more than anything else.

Time for some fancy footwork if this is how they're playing — he's actually going to hold off on slashing with the knife if only to parry if he needs to, because now he'll be moving at Yuri with a running kick. ]

[hesperos]

[ Yuri's going to completely lose himself in the match here at some point because he's obviously needed to let loose given everything this entire week.

That kick's coming his way, though, and he decides that it'd be a great idea to try seeing how he'll fare not dodging it. He gets the idea to instead put up his arms in a block, and for his credit it works, but there's force going on behind that kick too. So, his maneuver ends up causing him to stumble back into a chair that's right behind him, knocking it over and nearly falling over it as well. ]

[hentopan]

[ This is a much better place to fight than the hallway, because there's stuff to destroy. He kicks the chair out of the way and he's going to try to take advantage of the small opening he has. Terumi isn't really one for tackling or what have you, but Yuri doesn't know that, so here goes a feint attempt. His real goal is to turn on a dime and try to trip Yuri onto the ground—he really would like to kick someone and not something. ]