WEEK 4.

[trustfellows]

WEEK 4 Walter White and Fern Green have joined the deceased. Their losses will be felt, just like all the deaths before them. While you might be tempted to put that mess of a trial out of your heads, it's hard to forget what happened. It's even harder to ignore the secrets that have been revealed, still burned into the wall of the dining room. You all have a lot to discuss, don't you? 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... The past week's trial seemed to be hard on everyone, including your captors, it seems that you're still being rewarded for your work; a new floor has been opened up to you, and along with it the return of the uneasy sense that they approve of what you're doing here: killing each other, picking one another off, singling each other out in the trials. It's likely not a pleasant feeling, knowing you're giving them what they want. But what else is there to be done? PARTICIPANTS REMAINING: 28

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[OOC: Welcome to week four 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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shooting range

[bloodbiter]

[While exploring the new areas, she comes across the shooting range eventually. She watches Rin fire off a misplaced shot, and when it comes a little too close for comfort—]

Are you quite certain you know how to use that?

[heritrix]

[...Sorry about that Adelina.]

Just the opposite, actually. I know I definitely don't know how to use it.

[bloodbiter]

Perhaps you could find someone to show you who has used something similar before...? It might be easier to learn in that way.

[heritrix]

There's a few people here I can think of that would be good for that, I'll admit. [She inclines her head, reaching for another arrow.] I'm not too interested in taking archery up as a pastime, however. I came in largely on a whim.

[bloodbiter]

I see. If you came in on a whim... Might I ask what inspired you to stay?

[heritrix]

Someone I used to work with was a bowman. I guess he was on my mind.

[bloodbiter]

I see. A friend of yours?

[heritrix]

He'd probably disagree with that, since we weren't together for very long. It wasn't even two weeks. [Rin notches the arrow, focusing on her target.] But I did like working with him.

[bloodbiter]

[Interesting.]

Do you think you may have the chance to work with him again in the future?

[heritrix]

[Holding the arrow like this, Rin's able to clearly see the back of her right hand if she tilts her hand just a little. Her Command Seals are as absent as ever.]

Is it still the future if it's in my memories?

[Joking with a strange expression like that, with eyes that are too hard, Rin lets the arrow fly.

...it almost hits the target this time, clattering off its leg.]

[bloodbiter]

...No, I suppose not. Then - in anything else you remember while you are here, or after you return home.

[She gives the other girl a sidelong glance, though, a small frown forming when she notices her expression.]

[heritrix]

...Yeah. I'll definitely see him in my dreams again, at least. One way or the other.

[bloodbiter]

Then he must be very important to you.

[A small pause.]

What is he like?

[heritrix]

[...]

It's rare of him to act coldly with someone. He can handle others smoothly, but he's awkward dealing with himself. He's really full of himself too, thinking no one would catch onto that.

[She shakes her head, grabbing another arrow.] He was like that in a few other ways, but I liked that part of him. It made our interactions fun, most of the time. He was the easiest person to work with when we were on the same page, because he always knew what I was thinking.