Fourth.

[trustmods]

The week has been relatively quiet after the utter debacle that was the previous weekend's trial; access to the fourth floor has generally ensured that no one has any excuse to not keep themselves entertained in one way or another, whether by way of games or by way of copious amounts of alcohol. Of course, that doesn't change the fact that this week's incentive came with a three-day limit this time – something that doesn't seem too geared toward discouraging the pattern that Fridays have fallen into around here. Thankfully, however, there are once again no bodies in the ballroom; it seems everyone has learned a lesson and decided to leave that place alone for the time being. But anybody heading upstairs beyond a certain point is going to have an...interesting time, let's put it that way. >Explore?

Comments

[mortyfied]

Y-yeah.... [He wants to be brave and say "I'll do it!" but that's.. that's not going to be easy at all.]

When she wakes up. There's - there's no way she's not going to.

[charcoalfeather]

[Rakka wants to be the brave one too. It's certainly not as easy as it seems... did she have it in her heart to say that?]

Uh! Right, when. I'm sorry, I....

[Her worry grows. Rakka just shook her head.]

I hope she's okay.

[mortyfied]

...I-I - shes gotta be okay. [He might be telling himself that more than Rakka though, to try and ease his own worries.]

[charcoalfeather]

[At least it's helping them both. Maybe if they believed hard enough, then everything would be fine...

Sure beat just sitting there and focusing on their other problems.]

...Please wake up soon, Sol.