Fourth.

[trustfellows]

As the fourth week comes to a close and Friday morning dawns like the rest of the week before it, with the chiming of the clock and the doors to the kitchen unlocking, it seems, for a brief moment, that everything will be normal. For a given degee of "normal", anyway – perhaps some are on edge because there's a definite pattern that's been happening here, but for a few blissful moments, everything seems quiet. It doesn't last long; eventually, Jericho's voice can be heard over the public-address system. He doesn't sound as excitable as usual, though perhaps that can be explained away with the content of his message: "Hey. Just so you know, we've kind of got a problem this morning. Nothing catastrophic or anything, but you might want to get into the foyer so you know what's going on. We'll be waiting." You might want to go.

Comments

[matchbreaker]

[ Well Elda left the room, went downstairs, came back up and now she's not quite winded but man that's a lot of stairs so she's a bit irritated as she's calling out: ]

Hey, mage-girl! You find her key yet?

[heritrix]

Uh, not yet. [Susan told her to get gloves, so she just got to checking out the arm.] It's probably in her pocket?

[She'll check that out really quick, and—]

Yeah, here it is.

[Here you go, Elda! One room key. Rin's face looks unsure for a moment, but then she easily passes it on.]

[matchbreaker]

Thanks.

[ that's what she says as she takes the key and nods, heading back down without incident. Let's do what she can... ]