Didn't we just do this last week?

[perpend]

[It's starting to look like this is going to be a weekly occurrence.

Just like last week, Cabanela waits a while before he makes his rounds, writing everyone quick notes and sliding them under each occupied door.]

Stay strong.
If you don't want to be alone tonight, meet in the dining hall.
-Cabanela

[Like last week, Cabanela hasn't bothered to provide anyone with food-- that would just be... rude right now, he thinks. Upon first entering, you'll notice that there are now four lit candles in the center of one of the tables.

Feel free to leave mementos for the dead; it's probably appreciated.]

Comments

[crimsonchin]

I wonder what kind of situations you managed to get yourself into, back when you were at full strength...

To think we're dealing with such powerful adversaries isn't exactly the most reassuring thing in the world, though.

[midnightsea]

At this point even I'm not sure. But I know what I should be capable of, enough to compare it to what I can do now. The two don't match up at all.

[Damn amnesia.]

I don't care for the idea either. But physical strength is far from the only thing that decides the victor in a fight.

[crimsonchin]

It'd be nice if we knew more about our adversaries, though. ...And ourselves, for that matter, considering this damn memory loss.

[midnightsea]

So either we wait for our memories to come back before we make a move against him, or we wait for someone else to be stupid enough to commit murder. That much all depends on which option actively triggers unlocking our lost memories--if it's simply time alone, or if it's something the Conductor manages to control as well.

[crimsonchin]

I suppose there's only one way to find out, isn't there? We just have to wait and see what happens.