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Week 3.
Two more people are dead. Byakuren Hijiri has been murdered and Undyne has been executed. That brings us up to four deaths and twenty-five remaining Participants. You're doing well. Take all of Saturday to rest and sleep. You've earned it. On Sunday morning, the clock chimes the hour at seven o'clock. With no more bodies to be discovered, it seems you're safe for the time being. That said, you'll be feeling a little groggy when you wake up; it seems you've remembered something else. Or was that another really bizarre dream? Like last week, there's a new floor to explore. A reward for your efforts, of course. There's something else new, however, and as you approach the foyer you might hear the beautiful sound of... chickens? Chickens. Those are definitely chickens. It looks like Tabby's petition has worked, you have chosen chickens. Perhaps even more important are the rule changes, effective immediately. You might want to take note of them. |
SUNDAY | MONDAY | TUESDAY | WEDNESDAY | THURSDAY
[OOC: Welcome to week three 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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that's what you think]Yes. Thank you for this. [ ... ] But you know, I think... maybe it'll help for you too? There's no nicer feeling of safety.
[ With that naive sentiment, she holds out a hand. ]
I need the key to your room. I'll be right back.
[ Obviously, she still has her own with her. ]
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He hands over the key without complaint, though after he does he wonders if he should tell her not to go through the trunk in there.
...Nah, if he draws attention to it, she'll probably go through it.]
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As it is, she's not going to look because who do you think she is, Tabby? She understands the concepts of privacy and ownership!
Logan has a lot to learn about friendship!
Youko stops by both rooms, grabbing exactly what she said she would and heading straight back. ...It's sort of a lot though, and only her eyes peek out over the top of her pile.
It's probably kind of cute tbh. ]
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Ah, there you are.
[oh no it's cute]
Here, allow me...
[He'll start setting everything up on the floor, alright.]
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...Logan has so much to learn about friendshipIt's nice to have help. It's not something she wants for often, but when she does, Kan-chan can be such an uncooperative handful. ]
Thank you.
[ She'll help too! With her hands busy, it's a good time to tell him more about the dream that contributed to... this. It's certainly important that she does at some point. ]
...My dream on Saturday. [ Youko pauses, straightening a portion of the blanket that doesn't need it. ] I was in danger. But I wasn't alone.
I'll warn you. This doesn't end well.
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[Being in danger usually doesn't end well...]
Go on.
cw: hard drugs
[ Deep breath. Continue. ]
The woman responsible... she wanted a hostage, to get "Haruka" to comply. I've seen him before, but I don't really remember...
[ Youko stops, shakes her head. ]
That's not the point. The point is... he was trying to save me. He wouldn't stop trying to save me, even after they drugged him, even when they restrained him. He kept struggling, kept trying to reach me. [ It's too much, her voice breaks. ] Why...?! E-eventually, she just gave him another dose of that drug... opium? I don't know, but it was huge and it was sure to kill him, even though he was... like me.
[ You know. Not human. ]
All I could do at that point was pray Kan-chan would reach us and save us.
[ Deep breaths. Deep breaths. ]
Haruka... he's dark-haired. Tall. You've started to remind me of someone, and I think... I think that someone is him. So, to get that dream this week... I don't know what that means, but it can't be good. It can't.
[ They're all going to die. ]
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[Tall and dark-haired. Even if they don't look alike, the similarities are easy to see. In a situation like this...]
I'm sorry. I... I sincerely hope that everything ended well and the dream only cut off at an unfortunate moment.
[But he knows that might not be the case.]
Is there anything I can do to help, Youko?
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This is more than enough. You've been unbelievably good to me.
Thank you, Logan. For everything.
Just keep letting me be there for you, alright?
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[Because he's Bad At This.]
I want to do what I can for you. You have done so much for me already.
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Softly: ]
Logan... I'm so happy to have been able to meet you.
...I suppose we should settle down for the night, then.
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I should warn you, I always have nightmares. I will wake you.
[It isn't a matter of "I might wake you". He's loud and he thrashes, so uh. That's. A thing. Dear god he really hopes he doesn't lash out and accidentally hurt her or something.]
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I'm ready!
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...Well, if you're certain.
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[ ...and now her eyes are sparkling, uh. That definitely wasn't the reaction Logan was expecting, I ASSUME. ]
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...Of course.
[Logan has no idea what to do with that, but if Youko's been having nightmares then he can certainly understand why she'd want any sort of distraction to avoid them. Hopefully she hasn't been having them for a very long time. A "long time" for Logan is probably just a brief time in her incredibly long life, after all.]