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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room 2

[firstaid]

[Estelle saw Sayaka's reaction and she's really concerned now. Since their rooms are so close it's not that difficult to walk across the hall and knock on the door. So that's exactly what she's doing.]

Miss Maizono? It's me, Estelle.

[destage]

[...it takes a while for the door to even be touched, or really, to hear like anyone's moving. Really, Estelle might not be wrong for thinking that Sayaka just wasn't...going to answer at all.

It takes a bit, like...a couple of minutes, before Sayaka opens the door just a crack.]

What. Is it.

[...her voice is a little hoarse but um. Oh boy.]

[firstaid]

[She was about to leave until the door did open and... oh, that's quite the greeting. There's a moment she almost takes a step back, but instead she elects to hold her ground.]

U-um, I-I just wanted to-- to see about how you were feeling.

[Her voice seems a little meek, but after that greeting, well would one blame her?]

[destage]

[Estelle can't be blamed, honestly, dear fucking god...]

Not good. But hardly anyone is after this.

[Her tone is...clipped, when she says that, and her gaze is surprisingly hard.]

[firstaid]

W-well no, b-but...

[She's trying to talk to Sayaka, but she's clearly intimidated by her.]

I... figured... maybe you might like someone to talk to.

[It worked on Sunday so she thought she would try again.]

[destage]

[...Estelle does not deserve this, good god. Sayaka shakes a bit, her gaze not really letting up, and just...]

There's nothing to talk about. Everything's going to be revealed anyway so...why even bother with it? I'll deal with whatever comes when it does.

[...She is absolutely not okay, but the fight is leaving her tone. She's never really been good at keeping it up, but...]

[firstaid]

[As much as she's received hostility she's still not quite used to it. Her hands go up to her chest, almost defensively as she hunches just a bit. It's clear Sayaka is the dominant one right now.]

M-maybe, but that... doesn't mean you have to deal with it alone.

[A deep breath.]

I can start by telling you the secret my envelope said.

[destage]

[...Congratulations, Estelle, that manages to completely throw her.]

What? Why--why would you trust me with that?

[firstaid]

Even if everyone knew I don't think it would change anything.

[She's trembling a bit so she's scared, but... it's not something that has to do with her character so she thinks it will be okay.]

[destage]

...I assume you want mine in return, then?

[She...doesn't exactly sound amused. If anything, she's utterly apprehensive. If she's just getting it from Estelle's mouth, she can't trust it.]

[firstaid]

[She shakes her head.]

You don't have to tell me if you don't want to. I just thought it would help things out.

[Really, she won't force it.]

[destage]

[...]

You're far too kind for your own good. You have absolutely no reason to tell me any of this.

[She...doesn't get it, and grips on the door a bit.]

[firstaid]

Well, I don't mind because we're friends, right?

[...right?

Well, she's decided this on her own, but it's all good. She... trusts her friends.]

[destage]

[...Breathe through the nose, out through the mouth.

She wants to say what's on her mind. Oh, she so wants to say what's on her mind--that they've known each other for two and a half weeks, and to give each other that kind of trust is only going to get someone killed. Blue said it herself, that you have to look out for number one. The fact that Estelle didn't take to it is...well, it's not surprising, but it's still kind of weird.

...On the other, maybe she should just...keep that image up, for a little while longer before it shatters like glass.]

...If that's what you'd like, Estelle-san...I'm not opposed.

[She can keep that image up for her for just...a little while longer, maybe.]

[firstaid]

[Estelle can distrust others, but it's really not within her chemistry to do so. She wants to trust-- she wants to believe even as they were just threatened with secrets to be revealed, except for the person who kills. She can only imagine someone would kill over a secret.

Part of her thinking is maybe getting some people to talk about their secrets to get it out. So they're a little less afraid.

She's seen a lot of things-- good and bad-- so she thinks she can handle this much.]

I-it's fine with me. It might make me feel better, too, if I just talk to someone about it.

[Because that's what's hurting her-- dwelling on everything-- her dreams and now this secret on top of it.]

[destage]

[...]

Come in, then. Unless you want to say it out in the hallway.

[She'll...open up the door a bit. Her room's a bit of a mess, with the few extra blankets she's taken from the storage closet just kind of strewn about the room. Her envelope is right on her desk, too, covered only barely by the blue orb.]

[firstaid]

[She wouldn't mind too much, but it's probably best not to say that in a place where everyone could hear. As for the mess, she doesn't mind it too much. The people she travels with aren't exactly the most clean people so it's all fine.

As for the envelope, Estelle does look at it for a moment before she looks away. She's curious, but it's not her secret to learn if it's not meant to be.]

Thank you for allowing me in.

[destage]

[Thank you for the lack of judgement, Estelle. She...appreciates it.]

It's no problem at all, Estelle-san. Whenever you're ready.

[For now, though...she waits.]

[firstaid]

[Estelle stays standing as she leans against the wall. Honestly, it's... not that big of a deal since she doesn't have her powers here so it shouldn't mean she's a threat so...]

My secret is that I'm not just a poison to certain beings, but also that I'm a poison that's also killing my world. In my dreams I've been told that I need to die in order to save it.

[destage]

[...Oh.

Oh, of...all of the things she expected to hear, that's...

That kind of makes Sayaka's eyes go wide with shock. That's...to be someone that's basically killing her own world, but could something like that happen?]

Oh...oh, Estelle-san, I...

[What does she even say?]

...I'm so sorry.

[firstaid]

It's fine. I've... kind of accepted it. My friends defended me, but I... told... I told Phaeroh that I would die as long as I was told why I needed to die.

[She smiles a bit.]

Yuri got mad at me for saying that it was okay if I have to die. At least the Yuri in my dream did. I don't know if he would here.

[destage]

...You didn't deserve to be born into something like that. You don't deserve to die because of it.

[She...doesn't know what to say to that, or just--how much Estelle seems to have accepted it. Isn't that disgusting? Is that just the way everyone is?]

Don't--don't you think that's screwed up, Estelle-san? That you have to live like that?

[firstaid]

I'm used to living how everyone else wants me to live.

[Choices that aren't her own, things she's forced to do that she doesn't want to do. Freedom that she never got until she grabbed it with her own hands.]

However, if my being alive is causing my world to die, then it's only natural that I would need to die, right? I'm... one person.

[Though while she says this she is trembling.

"Why doesn't this world have a place for Estelle in it?"

She can hear Yuri saying that. She can hear Judith defending her, but the one thing that's not happening is Estelle defending herself.]

Right, I didn't mean to make this go on. I just told you I would share my secret. So, there it is.