Week 2.

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WEEK 2 Two people are dead. Ken Kaneki has been murdered, Reaver has been executed - and perhaps most uncomfortably, the Conductor is proud of you all for adhering to due process. (As always, by which he means that there is a process, and you all are certainly doing it.) 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... However, once you've shaken that off, there are new things to be looked at; the previously closed-off area near the kitchen has been unlocked, and there's a new floor to be explored - consider it your reward for a job well done. PARTICIPANTS REMAINING: 27

SUNDAY | MONDAY | TUESDAY | WEDNESDAY | THURSDAY

[OOC: Welcome to week two of Trustfell! Save your threads for coins and the coming week's activity check; don't forget to check in to this week's activity check and submit your memory regains as well!

The Letters and Switchboard posts are still active, for the sake of contacting the jerk who's keeping you here, to be used at your leisure!]

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[hashtagafreakingghost]

[That knock's nice, honestly. It's appreciated, good job, Asuka. Ashley's contemplating her very-wrinkled letter, whatever it says, and just at the other girl, withdrawn.]

I- I had t-to make sure the blood was gone.

[crimsonchin]

The blood..?

[ Don't tell me you've gone full Lady Macbeth on her, that's not what she needs.. ]

[hashtagafreakingghost]

Josh's blood. [She squeezes her eyes shut.] I remember feeling it, a-all over. I can't stop.

[crimsonchin]

Josh's...?

[ What is she talking about..? Something that happened before she was brought here... ]

Just breathe...whatever happened, it's over now, Ashley. Deep breaths.

[hashtagafreakingghost]

I can't. I've been trying all day, but- I can't, it was- it happened a week ago, if I even woke up here that soon after, and- [She looks right at Asuka, haunted.] I heard him die, I saw his body and I forgot it until this morning.

[crimsonchin]

You're not the only one who remembered something. I think it must be this place...when that Arschloch Conductor took us, he must have took some of our memories or something, somehow. We must only be starting to get them back.

...Herzliches Beileid.

[hashtagafreakingghost]

G-gesundheit. [Absentmindedly, sniffling and putting her face in one of her hands. Ugh touching anything stings...]

Was yours as- was it anything like- mine?

oh my god...

[crimsonchin]

...

Come walk with me for a bit. I'll take you to the infirmary. Get you some ointment for your skin...

[ It's not a request. She starts walking, looking over her shoulder. ]

I'll tell you what I remembered on the way.

she doesn't even fucking realize

[hashtagafreakingghost]

Oh... [She trails after Asuka slowly, placing the letter back in a pocket. Ashley saw on a survey someone talking of blood bags but hasn't returned yet to learn-]

Infirmary? There's an infirmary now?

[crimsonchin]

A whole second floor opened up. I don't know what's open and what's not at night, yet, of course, but walking around will do you some good. Clear your head.

[ Once she sees that she's following her, she slows down a bit, just enough to keep an even pace while leading the way. ]

There's a library, too. And a sewing room.

[hashtagafreakingghost]

A library. That sounds... It's not horrible.

[Not "better" because few things can feel "better" right now. She's not so sure anything will get those sights and sounds from her mind too, but Asuka's the boss right now.]

...No one's going to come and hurt us? [It is the middle of the night, after all.]

[crimsonchin]

[ Asuka raises a brow at that... ]

You don't think I'm one of the people here that someone is scared of being attacked by?

[hashtagafreakingghost]

...Dunno. I'm not.

[And that's all she has to say on that subject really.]

[crimsonchin]

Someone decides they want to give us trouble, they have to deal with the three years of military training I have under my belt. I know how to handle myself in a crisis.

...You're not getting attacked on my watch.

[hashtagafreakingghost]

...Thanks. I- thank you.

[crimsonchin]

It's whatever. Fuck if I'm gonna let another person get killed if I can help it.

[ She just shrugs as they head to the staircase... ]

Ah, as for what I remembered...it's tough to piece it together. Doesn't make much sense...I still had my eye, after all. I was at the bottom of a lake, in Unit 02. I had just woken up, inside my Eva. But before I could even figure out what was happening or why I was down there, mines started going off. I was being bombed...I still don't know who was doing it, or why, but I could feel the tremors. Hear the bursts.

I was going to die if I didn't do something. But Unit 02...wouldn't start.

[hashtagafreakingghost]

[Ashley rubs her wrists as Asuka talks. She shivers...though it's not very cold in here.]

...And then?

[crimsonchin]

I don't know what happened after that. The explosions kept happening, but for some reason, no matter how hard I tried...I couldn't get it to move.

And I...all I could think of was that I didn't want to die. I didn't want to die...

And, well, I guess I didn't. But I can't remember what happened. If I got it to start or not.

[hashtagafreakingghost]

It sounds awful. ...But... It really doesn't make sense. Mine...it was right after getting knocked out. Asuka this is all...weirder than we thought.

[crimsonchin]

The biggest question I have with it is that if I didn't lose my eye in the fight with that Angel, now I have no idea how I actually lost it. Everything about this place, about what happened, it really pisses me off, Ashley. I don't know what's going on here. But I know that it's a problem.

[ They reach the top of the stairs... ]

The infirmary is this way. Library's down past it, but there aren't any books in there that I recognize from back home. I've never heard of any of the authors...

[hashtagafreakingghost]

A book's a book. Maybe...

[But her heart's not in it. She just kind of shrugs.]

I was going to write to the Conductor again. [The letter she has with her.] ...But I don't know what to say to try and get answers. Or...anything. I need them. If I can find them for you too...that'd be nice.

[crimsonchin]

You'll have to be as specific as possible with an Arschloch like that. If you're even a little bit vague, there's no way you'll get a straight answer from him. I know his type. He's like the Commander...

Worry about yourself for now, though. Figure out your own issues, get your shit settled. You should be your own top priority. Always.

[hashtagafreakingghost]

...I know. [Her voice is thin and far away.] I won't forget that.

[crimsonchin]

Good. Do what you have to do.

[ And when they finally get to the infirmary, she starts rummaging through cabinets; she's taken full inventory already, but she still doesn't quite know how everything's organized...after a bit, she grabs the ointment, along with some painkillers, in case she needs them. ]

Here. This should help for your skin. It might sting a bit. Push through it.

[hashtagafreakingghost]

[Painkillers? Those shouldn't be needed, but Ashley takes them anyway.] Thanks... [She looks down at the ointment instead of Asuka.]

When I... After the man in the mask knocked me out... I woke up tied to a board. I couldn't feel the floor. Trying to struggle just- didn't work. [She runs a hand over the rope-burns on one of her wrists.] It was dark but- I could see Josh was there, tied up next to me. He wouldn't wake up.

My... Chris. My best friend. I heard him calling for me, and- when he got closer lights turned on and...

[Her throat closes up for a moment.]

We were- there was a buzz-saw on s-some kind of track, pointed toward Josh or m-me, and Chris was...he was behind a grate, he couldn't get to us. This voice started talking to us and- it-

He had to choose who to save and- who would-

[Her hand curls tight around the ointment, her voice incredibly thick. It feels so damn hard to stand right now.]

Chris chose me. S-so the saw, it- and Josh was sc-screaming, and Chris told me n-not to look, but it- it still- I could hear him, screaming.