WEEK 5.

[trustfellows]

WEEK 5 Tabitha Smith, Sigrun Eide, and Solf J Kimblee are all dead. Regardless of what you think of the trial or the events leading up to it, there's no denying that you can feel the dent in your numbers now. After all, ten people are gone now. It may be hard, but all you can do is keep going. 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... What with Jericho's excitement at the last trial, it's evident now more than ever that the new floor that's opened up to you is a gift, a reward for a job well-done. Because while surviving is something that you'll continue to try to do of your own merit...well. Let's say that he's so, so very proud of you. PARTICIPANTS REMAINING: 25 PARTICIPANTS REMAINING: 24 PARTICIPANTS REMAINING: 23

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[OOC: Welcome to week five 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]

[ :T

... She gets to the door and then ... slips something under the door. It's a sketch of - Kimblee? Weird. Oh, there's stuff written on the back: ] WHAT

[bloodbiter]

[She picks up the paper with some confusion until she turns it over, and then... It over gets a shocked laugh out of her. Maybe that’s half due to all the stress, though.]

I wanted to see how you are. [Which is probably a solid “bad”, but.] I understand if you want to be alone, but I don’t want you to feel as though you have to be.

[matchbreaker]

So what do you think you can do?

[ she speaks up from the other side of the door, digging her nails a little intot he other side of it. ]

[bloodbiter]

...I can at least listen to your worries. I can offer you company.

[Even if she doesn’t know how to change the situation they’ve found themselves in.]

[matchbreaker]

[ So nothing.

Of course it's nothing. The stupid, human girl.

She drags her nails on the door again before she finally goes for the handle, opening it just a little bit. So they don't need to speak up as much when talking. ]

Can you?

[bloodbiter]

[She takes in a breath too quiet to be heard, but the pause it brings can be felt.]

I can, if you let me in.

[matchbreaker]

Can't we talk through the door?

[ Mmmmrgh. But.. ]

[bloodbiter]

I would prefer to either talk normally, or to come back later. It is your decision.

[matchbreaker]

Aren't you demanding?

[ But fine, she's going to stand and open the door for her. But the room is... pitch dark. There aren't lights on in here and she's got a blanket over her light to make sure that's the case? but yeah. Sure, come in. ]

[bloodbiter]

[Normally, she might retort, but now... She simply comes into the room and looks around. Well, some definition of looks, at least.]

Is it more comfortable for you this way?

[It's honestly curious.]

[matchbreaker]

Much - I'm sick of always having a headache.

[ she's going to shut the door behind her so uh... enjoy the darkness? sorry girl... ]

[bloodbiter]

[She's had worse, it's fine.]

I'm glad it helps with that. Do the painkillers in the infirmary have any effect on you?

[matchbreaker]

I've not dared to try them, after the initial confusion with them... it seems foolhardy.

[ She'll direct Adelina to a seat at the end of Elda's bed. ]

[bloodbiter]

That's certainly fair, I think.

[She walks there carefully, since it's so hard to see, but she does take a seat once she's there. She isn't quite certain what to say next, though.]

[matchbreaker]

We've different biology to begin with, who knows how different the effect might be on me anyway.

[ susan sure didn't seem certain. ]

[bloodbiter]

That's a good point as well. So, back home, you never had any need for such things?

[matchbreaker]

I'd be dead already if I went out during the day like this.

[ she waves a hand ] And we'd never tolerate the lights this bright in the manor, even before the children awakened.

[bloodbiter]

It must have been difficult to become accustomed to this place, then... Hopefully the aches will fade with time.

[matchbreaker]

In time? It's been weeks, how much more time do you figure we're going to have?

[bloodbiter]

If things continue at this rate, it may be a while before we return home. You must realize that.

[matchbreaker]

What I realize is that if it's been weeks and my eyes haven't adjusted then they're not going to. Or if they are, it's going to be far too long for any of you lot to still be alive.

[bloodbiter]

[A pause, but then... A laugh, despite herself. Despite everything.]

I intend to stay alive far longer than it takes your eyes to adjust, for what it is worth.

[matchbreaker]

[ That's not going to happen, is what her mind thinks before she can help it. Adelina might not be able to make it out in the darkness, but Elda looks around the room, around at all the walls (where, again, probably too dark to see but dozens and dozens of sketches are duct taped to the walls) ]

That's a good way for you to be thinking about it.

[bloodbiter]

It is more than just a thought. I have survived too much to perish in a place like this.

[matchbreaker]

[ That doesn't make you immune, you uppity brat. That's her first thought but... no, Adelina's been a reliable girl, hasn't she? ]

Belief, then. Practice.

[ she brushes past the bed, running her hand on the wall. ]