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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. |
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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Like... a dream that seems like it's too real to be one?
[It was just like what Giovanni said to her before. She wasn't the only one that probably woke up in a cold sweat last night.]
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I knew it was real. From the very start, I KNEW that's what happened to me after I- the man in the mask knocked me out, he took me there and I had to just- [Oh no the panic's returning.]
It was- too horrible to be real because the whole time I was begging for it to not happen but it still did, and now one of my best friends is dead.
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Dead? [Gulp.] Ashley, what are you talking about? Please don't tell me that something so horrible really...
[For once, she's not sure who's gotten the short end of the stick.]
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[She kind of crumples in on herself, hands to face and shaking her head back and forth.]
I'm sorry- I'm sorry this must not make- any sense, oh...
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W-wait! Ashley, please! I-it's okay, [not really, but] but you need to calm down!
[Not sure what to do, Rakka just attempted the first thing she could think to help Ashley with. she steps towards the taller girl and wraps her arms around her crumpled form.]
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When Rakka touches her, she cries out softly; it's a surprise, since her skin is so tender and so raw, and she isn't expecting this at all. It doesn't take her much to lean against Rakka though, with a little sad whimper.]
Why? Why did all this happen?
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Here she is, holding and trying to comfort someone older and taller then her. Let's see how this goes.]
I don't know! I can't imagine how any of this could happen. But, I know that something's really wrong with our memories.
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[That's sort of all that comes from her right now-- that and her arms wrapping around Rakka's small body, brushing by accident against her wings as she cries. She...might be like that for awhile, honestly. It's so much, too much, and she thought she'd been done with crying, but, no.]
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I really don't know... [About anything Ashley was talking about at the moment. No one has filled her in yet.
But here she is, hugging Ashley, trying to be soothing. Or at least stop the crying before she starts.]
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She'll stop soon. Probably. Right now, she just has to break the hell down.]
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That won't happen. So, Rakka will be here instead, hugging/holding Ashley. Occasionally there are back pats, and a bit of shifting when her wings were too uncomfortable. She was just as lost as Ashley was on all of this, even more so, even. Was she going to cry? Oh yes. They come almost unexpectedly, and they are unstoppable.
She's tired and confused and she wants to go home. But that's not happening.]
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Eventually, it slows. It subsides. It finally stops, with a bit of mumbling, actually coherent mumbling, something like was his best friend and chose me and why?
Until finally her vise grip loosens, her head just sags, and she's all sorts of exhausted, but nowhere near ready to rest.]
Rakka...?
[Quiet, scratchy. God, everything feels sore now, inside and out.]
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She wasn't human anymore.
It hits her hard, even harder as she felt Ashley's arms tighten around her. So, she cries, and lets it all out, unfortunately for the front of Ashley's shirt. Neither of them could be comforted... but letting it out was the next best thing.
And it ends, eventually. Like all things do. Rakka doesn't move, nor does she look up when she hears Ashley's voice reach out for her.]
...I dreamed about something too. [She states, quietly.] It was... how I got my wings. It was... painful, and terrible.
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[Why is this happening? Why is this happening to them? Ashley whimpers. She holds her tight, without...touching the wings.]
Oh, God.
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From within Ashley's arms, she would probably hear Rakka trying to gather herself again. A few whimpers here, a muffled sob there.]
I really... don't know who I am.
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She doesn't say it because her throat is so scratchy from crying. It's good she doesn't; it's probably not the right thing to say right now.]
I'm sorry... I'm so sorry.
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[Her arms around Ashley tighten a little.]
You're okay, too. I'm sorry, Ashley.
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No I'm not.
But I'm alive.
[And she's so disgustingly thankful for that.]
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They were alive, yes. Maybe. They were here. But, what was happening back home was unclear to say the least.
Rakka's grip on Ashley stayed firm.]
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Thank you. For staying with me.
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Do.... do you need anything? I-I can...
[She can't do much, but she will try.]
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I. I don't know. Just... I-I need to think. T-to be alone for awhile, maybe.
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[....She's not leaving just yet, no. You're getting more hugs, Ashley.]