WEEK 6.

[trustfellows]

WEEK 6 You've lost a lot of people this week, haven't you? Katniss Everdeen and Weiss Schnee were killed for rule violations, while Chie Hori and Frank Archer were murdered by Mikoto Suoh and Yuuki Terumi. It doesn't really matter how they died, though, does it? After all, they're dead now and the only thing you can do is keep moving forward. It seems like there's no end in sight. 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... Changes were promised to you this week; while Sunday dawns seeming no different from the previous weeks, it seems one change is going to remain a constant - namely, a new floor has been opened up to you. Whether this is a promising sign or not is something that you're going to need to decide for yourself. The important thing, for now, is that you continue to do well. PARTICIPANTS REMAINING: 19

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[OOC: Welcome to week six 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 Hilda!]

Comments

[heritrix]

Ah, good idea. [She shifts a bit, looking at the canvases and various supplies laid out in the room.] These types of paints aren't the kind you'd see used by professional interior decorators, but they should still do the job.

[evilfrenzy]

Right. I was hoping that the workshop would have some paint that's actually better-suited for painting walls, but alas. [And he says "alas" with a bit of a dramatic flair.] If these work, then that's fine. II don't plan to make a permanent home out of that room, anyway.

[He's making it his, but...in the end, it's temporary.]

[heritrix]

If you did, I'd have to question your sanity. [You know, like. More than she did after seeing that secret of his on the wall, but she shrugs.] I can pick out some good brushes for you, if you'd like?

[evilfrenzy]

[An entirely valid assessment though, to be honest.]

That would be appreciated, actually. This is not something that I typically do myself. Do you suppose there are any that are suitable for painting large surfaces?

[heritrix]

I was thinking there might be a few with the ceramic supplies, for coating them.

[That's where she's headed to look.]

[evilfrenzy]

Ah, excellent.

[While Rin's doing that, Rideaux's curiosity gets the better of him and he goes to check out the painting that she had up.]

Do you spend a lot of time in here, Rin?

[heritrix]

Not usually, but I made an exception last week. [She opens one drawer after the other.] I think a lot of people were in here then with the same idea.

[evilfrenzy]

[Last week...]

Ah, because of the incentive? Were there really that many people in here drawing because of it?

[heritrix]

I saw a few. Adelina offered to draw portraits.

[evilfrenzy]

Quite the measures taken to ensure a preservation of memory. Did they suspect that a drawing would jog their memory, even if they were apparently to be erased?

[heritrix]

[Rin shrugs.] I can't speak for the others. I just wanted a visual reference to match the notes I'd taken.

[She's apparently one of the people who took Adelina up on that offer.]

[evilfrenzy]

Well, it may have been a waste of time in the end but at least you ended up not having to put them to use.

[He has to wonder how it would have played out, though. He...was one who didn't have much issue with forgetting some things.]

[heritrix]

It's sort of nice to have a picture left of them, too.

[One drawer closes and she opens the one next to it.] Oh! Here's some decently sized brushes. How's the color matching going?

[evilfrenzy]

Ah, excellent.

[He glances up from the paints that he had wandered over to. With luck there were some decently-sized tubs since he's going to need quite a bit to paint walls with.]

The closest red isn't quite the shade I want, but it'll do.

[He's not dedicated to this enough to actually experiment with mixing.]

[heritrix]

You're probably the only person who will notice anyways. [Rin smiles.] It's a bedroom, after all.

[Walking back over, she'll hand the brushes to him.]

[evilfrenzy]

That is exactly it, though. As they say, you are your own worst critic.

[He'll see it every day, knowing it doesn't perfectly match!! It is truly a travesty, Rin.

He takes them and gives her a little bow. It's overly formal for something so simple as her having found some brushes for him, but hey.]

Appreciated, Rin. [...and now since his curiosity is getting the better of him:] Are you planning some decorating of your own?

[He means the painting that Rin was moving.]

[heritrix]

[Pfft, she feels like she's dealing with a mage from the Association when he bows like that, so properly formal. It's a little different from the pledges Archer would show her.

...And speak (or think, rather) or the devil. Rin blinks at his question, then turns to look back at the painting in question.]

Mm. I supposed I'll have to, won't I? I went to all that trouble, so I might as well hang it up.

[evilfrenzy]

[Rideaux takes another look at it too, studying it for a moment.]

It's not bad. I'd say it's worth hanging up. So, is that your exception? [...to elaborate:] Someone from your world?

[heritrix]

[Oh, the praise is going to make her preen a little. It's not museum quality art, she knows, but she thought it turned out alright.]

That would be my exception, yes... Though where exactly he's from could be right or wrong, depending on how you look at it.

[evilfrenzy]

Why do you say that?

[Rideaux honestly knows pretty much jack about Rin's world. Of course, that'll end up changing, but for now...]

[heritrix]

...Mm. Your expertise lies in dimensions, doesn't it? So I can explain this plainly.

The man in the picture is a future incarnation of someone I know, but from another timeline.

[evilfrenzy]

[Sure enough, he understands that easily.]

I see. And he has made his way to your own timeline for whatever reason?

[heritrix]

It's a temporary thing. He fought by my side for a little while as a partner, but...

[She trails off, briefly. While the words flow together nicely when she speaks again, it somehow seems she's skipping over a lot too.]

Eventually, he'll disappear back to where he came from. This hill is his world.

[evilfrenzy]

[If it's overly-technical stuff, he totally gets the desire to skip over it. He nods along, forming his own thoughts from what Rin has told him.]

Does he have some sort of control over time and space?

[heritrix]

[Rin shakes her head.]

No. He exists completely outside of time and space, actually. [Her face is a little sadder at that, regarding the painting.] But you could say his manager does. He made a contract with them, and... They provide the means for him to carry it out, essentially.