Week 3.

[trustfellowship]

WEEK 3 Grace and Doug are dead. It seems that there isn't anything more to do but mourn your losses and try to move forward. The Transmitter's rules still hang in every room, a reminder of the only means of escaping this place. But surely no one else will give into them, right? Saturday is given to regrouping and rest; the static blares out early on Sunday, 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... Once again, however, it seems your efforts won't go unrewarded; another set of corridors have opened up, much in the same fashion as the other new area did last week. With them come new rooms to explore; maybe some of them will be to your liking. Or perhaps it's better to say that hopefully some of them will; after all, if the Transmitter gets her way, you may be here for a very, very long time. PATIENTS REMAINING: 26

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[OOC: Welcome to week three of Trustfell! Feel free to make as many top levels as you'd like and tag out to other characters! This post is for all of your interactions this week... at least until the weekend. Don't forget to save those threads for coins and the activity check!

If you'd like to get in contact with the Transmitter, you can do so through text or the phone in your room!]

Comments

[barehands]

[She looks over as she's addressed, glancing at the arrows and quiver the other girl is holding.]

Sorry, I didn't mean to distract you. [She shuts the cabinet.] Do you like archery, Sakura?

[imaginex]

I'm apart of the school club, yes.

[A small smile] Though I'm only good with a regular bow and arrow... I've never seen the crossbows before.

[barehands]

That's really impressive! How long have you known how to do it?

[She gives her a smile.]

[imaginex]

Almost two years, I think...?

[She pauses before shaking her head]

No, just one! I'm new to the team, but I practice every morning and most evenings.

[barehands]

You must like it a lot, in that case! I'm glad that they added a room like this, then.

[Ignoring the troubling presence of crossbows, that is.]

[imaginex]

[That's kind of Rose to say, and Sakura is admittedly embarrassed by the admission. She glances down at the floor, shy]

I am a little surprised. It doesn't seem like most people would have use of a shooting gallery, so I can't understand why it's here.

But... it is nice to practice again.

[barehands]

It seems like a weird addition to something that seemed like a hospital at first, too... But maybe there's a logic I'm not understanding.

I bet it reminds you of home, huh?

[imaginex]

Mm, yes. A bit. The one at the school is a little more well-kept -- [A lot more well-kept, actually] -- but here there's more... equipment.

[Bullets, crossbows, varying objects that would make good projectiles. Her smile dwindles a little]

[barehands]

Yeah... To be honest, I kind of wish it had a little less equipment.

[A small frown.]

[imaginex]

It does seem excessive.

[Or suggestive]

I wouldn't mind the bows and arrows, but crossbows are a little too easy to use.

[barehands]

Yeah... But I guess if someone was determined, they wouldn't need a crossbow.

[A quick shake of her head, as if clearing it.]

But, I don't think anyone is going to hurt anyone again.

1/2

[imaginex]

[What a dangerous amount of optimism]

[imaginex]

Rose-san, if you don't mind me asking.

... Do you have anything to protect yourself with? Just in case something bad does happen.

[barehands]

Oh... I-I'm pretty clumsy. I think if I had a weapon, I'd only hurt myself worse with it.

But - I'm sure it'll be okay!

[imaginex]

It wasn't alright for Felicia-san when Arietta-chan killed her.

[Like a knife being drawn against the neck; Sakura's voice has turned blank]

... Please understand. I admire your optimism, but please protect yourself in some way. There are people here who care about you.

[And there will be no corner of heaven or hell to hide if Rose inadvertently hurts Rin]

[barehands]

It wasn't, but...

[She's surprised by the sudden shift, and she looks towards the ground.]

Well, um - I don't really know how to use anything like that, but I can try, I guess...

[imaginex]

[Just as quickly, Sakura's voice fills with emotion again, her head calmly tilted in understanding.]

Neither do I. Arrows aren't really good for protection.

But maybe we can find something like armor for you...?

[barehands]

[She doesn't want to ignore what Sakura is saying, but... She can't refrain from commenting on what just happened, either.]

Um... Sakura, are you okay?

[imaginex]

... I'm sorry, Rose-san.

Just lack of sleep.

[barehands]

Oh, please don't apologize! But... Maybe you should lay down for a while?

[imaginex]

[And tempt fate with another "dream" again?

No, Sakura thinks not]

I don't think I'd sleep even if I did lay down.

[barehands]

Have you been having trouble with it for a while? That's no good...

[imaginex]

I've always had trouble sleeping in places I'm not used to, so it's okay.

[Well, no, it's not okay. She corrects herself]

I mean, I should be used to it.

[barehands]

Have you tried drinking warm milk when it gets late?

[imaginex]

I usually opt for a tea... I've never tried milk, I admit.