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]

[ Is she supposed to remember that? She hisses a little and opens the door, smirking some as she Rin, exposing her fangs. What is it. ]

[heritrix]

[Nah, it's just a fancy knock, the kind that has a musical quality. She's being obnoxious. But look, as promised she is providing room service: she brought a blood bag, which she offers out.]

You weren't at the meeting, and I haven't seen you since— Well, what happened in the foyer.

[She thought you might be hungry?]

[matchbreaker]

... You too. Eeesh.

[ but her cheeks color and she tilts her head to the side and collects the blood bag. Mmm. ]

[heritrix]

Oh, did someone beat me to it?

[She bets it was Sayaka.]

[matchbreaker]

Not today. But Sayaka's made a habit, especially before those secrets went up, of being my blood runner.

[ It came up at that one trial. She's perhaps a little amazed some other human is doing it now. ]

[heritrix]

Ahh? I was just thinking to myself it had to be her. [Rin puts her hands on her hips.] Don't get used to it from me. You have two feet, so I expect you to take care of your needs yourself. I made an exception this once.

[matchbreaker]

You also aren't about to slip up and call me "mom..."

[ she mutters, more to herself than anything. ]

I wouldn't expect it, no.

[heritrix]

[A pause because... Uh, no, of course she wouldn't? Elda, you couldn't be more unlike her mom if you tried... But that's neither here nor there, so.]

...I'm not going to ask you a question like if you're doing okay when I know what answer I'd receive, but do you need anything? There's not a lot I can do, but you took things the hardest earlier.

[matchbreaker]

Did I? I suppose that was foolish on my part, it'll make me a bigger target at the trial again.

[ Exhale. ]

Nothing that you could provide though, to be certain. At least not now.

[heritrix]

[Well, no one can say she didn't offer.]

Mm, maybe. All of these things come down to what the evidence suggests, as usual.

[matchbreaker]

If it's seen through properly. Impatient politicians, incorrigible soldiers, and insufferable princesses have been known to sway the process.

[ . . . You know what, talking in the door frame like this is stupid. If they're going to keep doing this - well, she's going to grab Rin's arm and make to yank her into the dark bedroom. ]

[heritrix]

[Well, in we go! Rin's yanked forward, barely managing to stifle a squawk. She stumbles but manages to correct it, yanking her arm back irritably.]

An invite works just as well, you know!

[matchbreaker]

You're the one who showed.

[ Hope you enjoy pitch darkness or as close to it as she can make it via taping blankets over her overhead lights and dimming them down and such. ]

[heritrix]

[Thanks, she hates it. But she'd expect no less from a vampire's lair, so there's nothing for it but to let her eyes adjust.]

Not that, you stupid vampire. I wasn't going to just barge in, as you so like to do. "Come on in" is a hip saying these days.

[matchbreaker]

... Why are people saying things out of their hips? Are they ladies of the night?

[ this is a real tag ]

[heritrix]

[...this is gentle snickering in the dark, oh my god Elda.]

[matchbreaker]

[ What . . . ]

[heritrix]

It's slang. I used it because it sounds like something a granny would say, but it seems it's younger than you~

[Faintly musical here, without the usual bite that comes with Rin's teasing. Elda's had a hard day, she knows.]

[matchbreaker]

Of course it is! I'm far older than your grandparents I'm sure!

[ . . .

Wait is she being teased. ]

[heritrix]

And still kicking. A naturally longer lifespan will guarantee that.

[matchbreaker]

Don't just take it for granted I made it here.

[ She worked hard to live all these years?

She's going to sit on the end of the bed.

If Rin's eyes can adjust at all (it's dark, so... they might not) she'll notice there's scratches on the bedpost, the arms, the desk. There's also paper taped on all the walls. ]

[heritrix]

...Sorry. You have the advantage in potential longevity, yes, but that's too dismissive of everything you've been through.

[They're slowly adjusting though, yes. Hearing the bed creak just so under Elda's slight weight, Rin seeks to make out her figure first before looking around the rest of the room.]

[matchbreaker]

Better.

[ She exhales through her teeth, and then makes to rip open the blood bag's top with her fangs ]

This is their most sensible incentive yet.

[heritrix]

I agree. It's something I'm capable of myself, so it should be no trouble for them.

[matchbreaker]

Eesh, what can mag--magecraft not do?

[ :T ]

I could too, though it would take some effort to be so specific.