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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[matchbreaker]

[ . . . Mmm. The vampire hears it out, all of it. The response, the panic, the terror. a lot of her wants to reach out and touch the girl, even if the thought of that, the knowledge that this is what is most true in her heart makes her throat rise up with bile.

... Why and when did she care so much?

She can't come up with an answer, really. So she opts to just go on instinct the same way she always has. and really, unless she pops off someone in the next few days, it's not like any of these people are going to not be privy to it. She hums, reaches into her dress, takes out the envelope and flicks it towards Sayaka. ]

It's always trite to hear in the thick of it, I know, but there's something to be said for building up something from nothing, even if you have lost it all.

[destage]

...I have to wonder if there's...really a place left, for someone who's hollowed out her personality so much. I'm practically a doll. At least all of you are...

[That...thought goes right out the window, when Elda passes her the envelope. Sayaka's actually kind of struck to receive it in the first place--knowing that Elda trusts her to this extent, it's...kind of shocking, to have that returned in kind. She'll handle the secret delicately, opening it and...

...

Oh.]

...Marker-san...Marker-san, I...

[The vampire bit? Isn't shocking, to no surprise. No, to know that she was forced to leave her homeland in order to survive--that she left behind her parents, her brother--all of those people--]

...You've...lost so much, haven't you..?

[matchbreaker]

[ She nods, unable to form a vocal response to the girl. To the human girl. Because yes, she did trust her. She did, to some extent, or she wouldn't have made the choice to give over the note as opposed to simply waiting for the verdict to come down on if they would be revealed or not. But... But the fact remains that the girl is human. She is one of those people who took something from her, something that she'll never, ever, ever, ever forgive.

It burns within her.

She can feel it burning even now.

To that end she rakes her nails softly on the table, exhaling as she tries to center herself. She nods.

She'll speak in a moment.

But... she needs a moment, after revealing that. ]

[destage]

[...Sayaka's quick to put that back in the envelope and close it up, and...she's not sure what to do. What would be comforting to Elda, right about now? She's a human. She's incredibly human, and...after that, she's...

...She tries to put a hand on Elda's shoulder, because at this point, it's all she can do.

Take your time, Elda, let it out.]

[matchbreaker]

[ She doesn't tense at the touch, not really. She's a very physical woman and even if it makes her stomach twist, she is pleased to have the girl's touch on her. But that's not what this is. this was for her, for Sayaka, not for Elda Marker. She exhales through her teeth, leaning into the hand and then reaches out to pull the envelope back. ]

You're not a doll, or at least, if you are, you're a very convincing one.

[ She says finally. ]

[destage]

[...ah, that...

That actually gets a pause out of Sayaka, and she...honestly has to turn away a bit. She's not...]

...Are you certain of that? Even you have to admit, compared to most people...I don't really have much of a personality to speak of, outside of what I've been taught to do. I'm...nice. Everyone else is so vibrant and lively...

[matchbreaker]

So what?

[ . . . She should qualify more from that. ]

If you want to be jealous of them, that's fine - might as well embrace that! But if you're feeling that, you might as well consider this the starting point. Even that's not quite right, because everyone has a different way to get to where they end up. In a place like this especially? The point of things is to survive, not stand out.

[ . . . Vampires aren't therapists. They never have been, even if they deal in human emotions. ]

[destage]

[...you know, sometimes she needs to be reminded that she's allied herself with a vampire who. Does not have a good grasp of this.

At the same time, she's allied herself with a lot of weird things, so...uh...]

...Well, I suppose you have a point...

[A. Point she's not sure if she'll be really making use of but.]

[matchbreaker]

Of course I do. I've got a lot of experience on you, you know.

[ She's pulling her envelope back to herself. She... ]

Either way, you do have one thing none of 'em have.

[destage]

...What is that?

[Sayaka tilts her head, looking a little confused.]

[matchbreaker]

My explicit protection.

[ She nods and then flicks at the bottle in the middle of the table, wobbling it some ]

Like I said, you won't die here.