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

[charcoalfeather]

Whoever did... [She lets herself lean a little against the taller girl, eyes kept down.]

...Feeling like this, it almost feels familiar somehow.

[hashtagafreakingghost]

Like what? What are you talking about?

[charcoalfeather]

Like... I want to know something, but whatever it is might not even make sense.

[She gave a slow shake of her head.]

[hashtagafreakingghost]

You think...it's something from your memories?

[charcoalfeather]

....Mm, maybe. I... just wish I could get an answer. Anything, at least.

[She has a lot of feelings about a lot of things, Ashley. THIS IS RAKKA'S LIFE.]

[hashtagafreakingghost]

Maybe...this weekend, you'll remember something else. Something...helpful.