Week 7.

[trustfellows]

WEEK 7 Orihime Inoue, Estellise Sidos Heurassein, and Kirei Kotomine all died this past week. One of your Coordinators died as well, leaving you with a new face but still no end to this. Several of you are finding yourselves at a crossroads: either keep moving forward, or accept the inevitability of fate. It's your own choice, your own decision; no one's going to make it for you. Over half of you are gone now. 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... Once again, a new floor has been opened to you; unfortunately, either this is a particularly strange reward or Jericho is starting to get downright sarcastic. Perhaps there's something in it for you despite the setup; who knows, though there's really only one way to find out. PARTICIPANTS REMAINING: 16

SUNDAY | MONDAY | TUESDAY | WEDNESDAY | THURSDAY
[OOC: Welcome to week seven 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 Hilda!]

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[heritrix]

[Something struck her as strange about the day, around mid-afternoon. It's not until close to evening that she's able to put a finger on what it was, however. It's a big hospital, isn't it? She might be mistaken, but...

Well, since she's in the dorms anyways, it can't hurt to check. Finding her way to Adelina's room Rin raps at the door, not really expecting a response.]

[bloodbiter]

[It takes her a few minutes, but there's a call from the other side of the door. Her tone isn't the sure and certain sound it normally is; it sounds flat, weakened somehow.]

Who is it?

[heritrix]

[Oh wow, she really is in here. Rin's head perks up a bit, leaning closer to the door.]

It's Rin. [Hmm.] Are you not feeling well? You sound ill.

[bloodbiter]

I'm not sick.

[There's another pause, though.]

Do you want to come in?

[heritrix]

...If you're up for it. I hadn't seen you around all day. It was unusual, so I thought I'd check on you.

[Adelina has frequently made the gesture on Rin's behalf, even when it wasn't wanted. Always courteous. It wouldn't sit well in Rin's gut, if she didn't do the same.]

[bloodbiter]

[It's late enough that she's spoken to others by now, and as such, there's less hesitation in opening the door. When she does, she still looks... Downcast is putting it lightly. Her eyes are still red from crying, and she gazes towards the floor.]

Thank you.

[For her concern, that is.]

[heritrix]

What happened? [She clenches a fist.] Did someone upset you?

[Look she will go beat a fucker up if she has to.]

[bloodbiter]

...No. Nobody here did anything.

[So a memory, then, more likely than not.]

[heritrix]

[...ah.]

Bad dream?

[bloodbiter]

It wasn't a dream.

[She's certain of that much. She swallows, runs a hand over her face, and then speaks again.]

I told you about the quest I was on back home, correct?

[heritrix]

[Rin's going to step into the room as she was invited, gently closing the door before responding. She assumes Adelina doesn't want to say this into the hall anyways? The door's not locked, if she's uncomfortable with that.]

Yeah. It was one of the first things we discussed, but I remember it. You were searching for medicine. [...] Were you chasing a dead-end?

[bloodbiter]

[She nods and steps back, returning to the bed and taking a seat lightly. Her voice is soft, tired, and filled with emotion.]

I found it, but it was too late. The person I was looking to save... It was too late.

[heritrix]

[Oh no. Rin looks stunned for a minute, then trails after her.]

Your sister...? [That's who she guessed it was for, in the end.] I thought you journeyed a long way. How do you know? Did you already make it back in your memories?

[bloodbiter]

[Her voice is dull and distant, quiet, as if she doesn’t trust herself to say this at a normal volume.]

I know because I watched her die.

[heritrix]

[That's... That's so awful, and Rin doesn't have the words. She hates phrases like "I'm sorry". Between her father's death and her mother's, she's heard it so many times, it feels stock and insincere. Instinctively, Rin offers comfort with presence, scooting a little closer and reaching out to touch Adelina's hand.]

You make it sound like it wasn't just to the illness.

[bloodbiter]

[She looks towards the older girl as she reaches for her hand, before glancing back down at the floor. That's...]

It was because of the illness.

[But it's more than that, and she knows it.]

...It was because of me.

[heritrix]

Hey. I don't know what happened, but it's only thanks to you she had a chance in the first place!

[bloodbiter]

[A pause, a shake of her head.]

Have you looked at the secrets on the wall? I...

[heritrix]

[Of course she did. She often stares at her own, and naturally sees the others. She's going to cut Adelina off right there.]

Did this quest take actual years?

[bloodbiter]

No, but that's... That isn't the point.

[She takes in a breath, harsh.]

[heritrix]

Maybe it should be. It says years, not a lifetime, doesn't it? ...It's sad, but no human goes through life without feeling disappointment, or unhappiness.

But that doesn't mean we feel that way permanently either. The girl in the portrait you described for me was vibrant. [Rin reaches to hold Adelina's hand.] Whatever role you think you played, I'm sure she had joy in her life right along with the bad.