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!]

Comments

[heritrix]

Kirei? [Rin folds her arms.] If he found anything out of the ordinary, he would probably say it. Either way, I'll list infirmary with a question mark for now.

[She goes ahead to add that.]

[zomgboom]

Is that his first name or something? He said to call him Kotomine. [It's probably worth noting that she's been pronouncing it "Koto-minnie."] Anyway, like, I don't think he was super searching or anything but he would know better than me.

[heritrix]

[...If this were any other day, that pronunciation would get the slyest smirk, holy shit. As it is, Rin isn't going to correct her.]

By all means, keep calling him that if it's what he requested. [Butcher his name, Tabby. Maybe like a week from now she can laugh at it properly.] And thank you for contributing as well, and pointing me in the right direction. I appreciate it.

[zomgboom]

You're, like, totally welcome and stuff. [Hang on, hang on. Something caught up to her.] Wait. If you're, like, calling him by his first name or whatever, does that mean you're like. Dating or whatever?

[She very, very vaguely remembers Wolverine telling her about how Japanese people call each other by last name unless they're intimate because Wolverine is married to someone from Japan so he would definitely be a super great resource on Japanese culture*.

* This is in no way, shape, or form a true statement.]

[heritrix]

[So, we're in a bar, right? Just a regular bar with no jukebox, or even an old-timey record player, so there's nothing that could feasibly make a sound like this in the room. And yet that is the sound that pierces the silence! Where did it come from.]

...what. [Rin should really find more intelligent words to string together here, but she's too busy staring in muted incomprehension/horror.] What did you say? There's no way I heard you right just now.

[Surely with the serious threat hanging over their heads, Rin was just distracted and misheard Tabby, because why would anyone ever think that.]

[zomgboom]

It's, like, a thing right? When you're intimate with someone and stuff you, like, call them by their first name.

[She may have wildly misunderstood what "intimate" means.]

[heritrix]

You said it twice!

[Gagging, Rin's hand flies to her mouth and she bends almost double in her seat.] I-I think I threw up in my mouth a little.]

Nngh... I think I threw up in my mouth a little...

[zomgboom]

So, like. That's a no, right? Are you guys related or something? [She can't really think of any other reason Rin would be so opposed. Oh, wait.] Oh! Or are you guys, like, archnemesises?

Oh dammit, I borked that tag

[heritrix]

If there's any justice in this world, it's that we aren't related. He may be my teacher and legal guardian, but we get along as famously as a mongoose does with a viper.

[Which is to say both of Tabby's guesses are close enough, they might as well be correct.]