Week 2.

[trustfelling]

WEEK 2 With the deaths of Sayaka Maizono and Mallick Scott the first week draws to a close. While you all have varying opinions on what happened and who was to blame, one thing's for sure: the Adjudicator isn't messing around. Saturday is given to regrouping and sleep; on Sunday morning the clock chimes as it always has, but at least there are no bodies to find today. It seems you're safe for now. The night before wasn't necessarily a peaceful one, however; you'll probably feel a bit groggy when you wake up, and it seems you've regained something that you didn't realize you'd lost... However, those weird dreams aren't the only new thing around here; those massive double doors on the southern wall of the foyer have opened up, leading down another hallway and ending in what looks like another corridor to the west. Go ahead and explore as much as you like; consider it your reward for a job well done. Or perhaps for just playing the game. COMPETITORS REMAINING: 28

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[OOC: Welcome to week two of Trustfell! Don't forget to save your threads for coins and the activity check, and don't forget to submit this week's activity check and memory regains!

If you'd like to get in contact with the Adjudicator, you can do so here!]

Comments

infirmary

[flagitate]

[ It's become more of a habit to come in here than anything. Katniss is really feeling a monstrous headache, and she knows there are some pretty serious medicines in here.

What she's not expecting is... that. Katniss stops in her tracks and stares at the little yellow flower. It... can't be. No way. ]

Where did you get that?

[evilfrenzy]

[Katniss' voice takes Rideaux away from his notes. He gives her a curious glance, then looks at the flower.]

The vending machine. Why?

[flagitate]

[ What the hell is Juri trying to play at? She actually looks mad about the flower... ]

Because that's a primrose. And--

[ ... take a deep breath, alright. Katniss grits her teeth, forcing herself to calm the hell down. ]

[evilfrenzy]

[Rideaux's not sure what to say to this at first. That's such a strong reaction to a flower, what the hell.

He lowers the clipboard so it's resting on his lap.]

The significance is lost on me, I'm afraid. But it's obviously not on you. [...] Is it something important to you?

[flagitate]

My sister's name is Primrose.

[ Her voice is shaking. ]

[evilfrenzy]

[...ah. Eggshell minefield detected.]

Figures he'd put something like that in the vending machine. And to think I make distasteful jabs at times.

[flagitate]

[ She can't argue that. ]

Yeah. You look like a saint compared to him.

[evilfrenzy]

[...

After a moment he sets the clipboard aside, then gets up to join Katniss at the flower.]

I can move it somewhere else, you know. This isn't exactly a place you rarely visit.

[Siblings aren't a thing he has experience with (aside from disliking a certain pair) but he he'd hate the feeling of something being subtly dangled over his head too. ...he'd hate it a lot, actually.]

[flagitate]

[ Katniss gently touches the petals of the flower--it looks fragile, like it could fall apart at any moment.

She's surprised, to say the least, at his offer. And, also, a little suspicious. Why is he being... kind of nice? As nice as Rideaux can be, anyway. ]

Yeah, I-- [ Her voice is hoarse, and she clears her throat. ] --Yeah. That'd be great.

[ ... What she really wants is to take it off his hands, but... ]

that was supposed to be 'he knows he'd hate' lol oops

[evilfrenzy]

[He watches Katniss as she does her thing with the flower, considering how conflicted she seems to be over it. He was just going to throw it into the incinerator, but maybe he'll put it elsewhere in case she suddenly wants it again.]

Certainly. I'll move it once I'm done in here for today.

[...what does he say now, though. He's so bad at this.]

So what did you actually come in here for?

[It's a losing battle against his lack of ability to care.]

you know what i didn't even notice

[flagitate]

[ She just nods, because thanking Rideaux is just Really Weird. ]

... Painkillers. [ She'll go ahead and look through the cupboards. ] My head hurts.

ayyy

[evilfrenzy]

[Gee thanks.

He'll go ahead and return to his chair in the meantime.]

Any other symptoms, or were you getting worked up about something again?

[Ah yes, there we go. This fucker.]

[flagitate]

[ Wow, it's so refreshing to see him being his usual asshole self. ]

If I were, I wouldn't tell you.

[ Take that!! ]

[evilfrenzy]

That's fine. I can make a good guess.

[He might be wrong about it, but it's something that's even weighing on his mind a little, so.]

[flagitate]

... So what's your good guess?

[evilfrenzy]

Juri's announcement from earlier.

[He looks to her for any sign of confirmation.]

[flagitate]

[ ... Ah.

Katniss doesn't quite look at him. ]

You're right. It's a good guess.

[evilfrenzy]

Thought so.

[He slowly reaches for his clipboard to provide something to distract his hands with as they continue.]

I won't ask for specifics. I get it.

[flagitate]

[ ... Huh. ]

Did it get to you, too?

[evilfrenzy]

[He doesn't say anything at first.

...]

As much as I hate to admit it, yes. I won't believe anyone who says that it didn't.

[flagitate]

Wow. That's really honest for you.

[ She actually means it sincerely, since she's still rattled. ]

[evilfrenzy]

[He gives a small sigh in response. He can tell from her tone that yeah, it's sincere.]

I know. It's genuinely surprising that my life isn't perfect, isn't it?

[flagitate]

Yeah. A real shocker. Next you'll be telling me you actually care about someone who's not yourself.

[evilfrenzy]

Oh, now that's a good one!

[How does he exist.]

[flagitate]

[ why is this her life ]

Maybe once we get out of here I should go into comedy.