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trustfell2017-10-08 12:01 pm
trustfellows) wrote in trustfell2017-10-08 12:01 pm
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: 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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It means that much that we can depend on you, huh? That's cute, Tarrlok.
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I'm glad you think it's cute, Rin.
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Really. It's a good trait. [It sounds like she means that genuinely too, as she glances back down at the ribbon.] Would you like to hear a secret I've shared with no one else? It's personal. No one at home knows the truth either.
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...nah, he's poured his heart out to people, he should be the one to listen a few times.]
If you'd like to share it, yes.
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[Looking away from him, she smiles, like her nervousness is more amusing than anything. If she treats it like that, maybe it'll be easier.]
I have a younger sister. We were separated, eleven years ago.
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[from the way it sounds, it doesn't sound like it was voluntary on either of their parts.]
Some type of family issue, I presume...?
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The spells and knowledge a mage accumulates becomes their family's most valuable possession. They're passed from parent to child, but the method... [Rin touches her left arm as she says this.] The knowledge is carved into our bodies, so it can't be split. Only one child can inherit the family's magics, and receive that household's protection.
My sister and I were both born with above average potential. Naming one of us heir would mean casting the other to the curb, doomed never to learn about magic, but also to attract attention from dangerous sorts.
Father... [Rin... Laces her fingers in her lap. Threads the pink ribbon between them. Her voice is softer with affection, but also an emotion that's harder to place.] Father didn't want that for either of us. I don't know how he made his decision, but when I was five and she was four, he gave Sakura away to a mage family that was once an ally of ours. Their bloodline had worn thin, and they were in desperate need of an heir. We had an extra, so both sides were happy.
[Rin doesn't sound happy.]
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I suppose they're not really your allies anymore, though.
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[But the look on Rin's face darkens, like she doesn't consider them to be anymore. It's on a level that's more personal.]
...I learned something from Kirei today. Apparently Sakura's grandfather had no intention of raising her to be his heir in the first place. He twisted her into a weapon, then lost control... It's complicated; Kirei and I remember events happening differently from each other. But apparently in his world, Sakura's become a threat that could swallow up the entire city or worse.
[Her hand closes around the ribbon, loose and not crushing.]
My other self intends to kill her. Nothing like that has happened in my world, so I'm not faced with that choice... But I know if I were in her shoes, I'd react the same way.
[Well. She thinks about a boy with red hair, and amends that thought. Maybe not the exact same way.]
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[holy fucking shit, does that ever feel on the nose here. he almost doesn't know what to say for a few seconds.
...
but.]
Well. I hope that the both of you would let her have a shot at that grandfather of hers first, if he hasn't already gotten what's coming to him.