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!]

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[heritrix]

That's true.

[Agreeing to that softly, she returns to watching Sakura the archers at work, but somehow her gaze seems far away.]

You're not going to join them? I thought you'd love this sort thing.

[Maybe not with a bow, but he is a detective, so a projectile weapon seems more like his style. Plus these are actual weapons they have now, as opposed to the steak knives.]

[carnivorously]

Archery is something that's pretty dead by my time. I'm better with guns.

[Though she's right-- he probably should be trying to figure out how to use that crossbow. However, that might be more terrifying than him wielding knives.]

[heritrix]

[She wrinkles her nose a little, but doesn't have a disparaging comment to share.]

I thought as much. Though now that I've said that, your face is strange.

[carnivorously]

You say some weird things.

[Was that supposed to be an insult or to fluster him?]

Matou did tell me you liked to joke.

[GUESS WHAT, HE SORT OF FIGURED YOU TWO OUT.]

[heritrix]

[Guess what, SHE ALREADY KNOWS YOU TWO HAVE BEEN HANGING OUT. Maybe not the conversations themselves, but after that big blowout... She's always paying special attention to Sakura, but she took extra interest when she saw the girl around him. Rin supposes this confirms she came up at least once.]

Did she? [Unflappable, Rin doesn't look away.] I wonder if she heard that from Mitsuzuri.

[She hopes not.]

[carnivorously]

[He shrugs.]

All I know is that she thinks highly of you and seems to know you well.

[And also jealous and envious of her, but he'll keep that to himself.]

[heritrix]

[...she does glance at him then, with an expression that's as inquisitive as it is statuesque.]

I'm not certain there's a student in the school who doesn't know me, come to think of it. Some of them also exaggerate like that.

[carnivorously]

[He studies her for a bit. She's a little harder to read than Sakura...]

So would you say you're idolized, then?

[If it sounds like he's trying not to laugh, that would be correct.]

[heritrix]

There you go making weird faces again.

[She makes a little 'heh' sound, and cocks her head.]

I have a terrible personality, but I don't show that at school. You might not believe it, but I really am the school idol.

[carnivorously]

What do you have to gain by being at the top of your class?

[Maybe not quite what she said since a school idol doesn't always mean top of the class, but maybe he's trying to pry for information 'cause he can.]

[heritrix]

Top of every class. I have the highest grades in the school.

[She sounds proud of that, but not boastful. It's part of the answer to his question.]

You're a detective aren't you, Kogami? What fun would you have if I didn't let you figure it out?

[carnivorously]

There's a lot of things to gain. In my time, it allows you more opportunities to be recommended to the higher ranked ministries.

[That was his reasoning...]

It could be to inflate your ego to rise above others or you have something to prove to yourself or others.

[heritrix]

You're so cold, you're in Antartica. I already know I'm the best.

Is high school still non-compulsory in future Japan?

[carnivorously]

I'd say it's more compulsory now. Sibyl needs to dictate your talent, skills, and other such to determine what job you should get for optimum happiness.

[heritrix]

Ah. I'm sorry to break this to you, then. There's no chance you'll ever understand me, Kogami.

[She is curious to see how close he'll come, however. She wonders if he'll keep trying.]

Why don't you tell me about this Sibyl instead? She sounds like a Debbie Downer.

[carnivorously]

You make it sound like I want to understand you on a personal level.

[There's a joking tone, yet one would be able to tell that he's being partially serious, too.]

Sibyl is exactly how I've explained Sibyl. It governs us. It judges us. It makes our choices for our 'happiness' and the 'happiness' of society. We can't exactly fight it, yet a majority of people find peace in Sibyl's decision. After all, if the burden of making a choice is taken off of your shoulders, you have a lot less stress to deal with.

[heritrix]

[She makes a humming sound to his first response, seemingly also finding the humor there, even if she doesn't smile. Touche, she knows neither one of them want that.

But as for the rest...]

Is there a book called 1984 still floating around in the future?

[carnivorously]

If you're wondering if that's what my world is like, then yes, that would be an accurate representation-- almost as if it were some kind of morbid prophecy.

[Big brother is always watching. Thinkcrime is exactly why he's a criminal. It's alarming.]

[heritrix]

[Magecraft definitely wouldn't exist in a world like that...]

Maybe you'd be better off not going back to it. [She tilts her head.] Well, I know that's unacceptable for you.

[carnivorously]

Perhaps not.

[For some part of him, if he can get what he needs done, then he would be glad to just... not go back.]

[heritrix]

[That's not the answer she was expecting, and its enough to tear her eyes away from the archery targets.]

You really wouldn't go back? I thought there was something you wanted to do.

[Someone he wanted to kill.]

[carnivorously]

From what I know, I'm going after the man already. If I can get confirmation that he's dead...

[...then maybe he won't have a place to go back to anymore and... maybe he'll need to escape. Maybe that's why he's unemployed.]

[heritrix]

...I get it now. The missing memories.

You think you may have already accomplished your goal.

[carnivorously]

There's a possibility of that. Until I get confirmation, I can't say, however... given all the information on me here and the fact that we're missing memories the only conclusion I can make is that I accomplished my goal and Sibyl discarded me.

[heritrix]

If Sibyl runs everything... What happens when they discard you? If the system makes your choices for you, it can't be a simple task to find new work again and continue to live normally.

[But she figures there must be a chance? Otherwise Kogami's occupation should have read something else besides unemployed.]