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

[carnivorously]

I get why traditional bows and arrows are nice, but here... you might be thinking about figuring out how to use a crossbow.

[He's only trying to look out for her. She needs to protect herself and he can't promise he can do that.]

[imaginex]

[She... hesitates on that, bow dropped back to her side and her expression twisting]

... It probably doesn't matter.

[carnivorously]

[There she goes again.]

Do you want to step out for a bit? Maybe we could go to the kitchen for some tea and talk.

[He sees her dwelling on something and maybe it's best to either make her talk to get her mind off of it.]

[imaginex]

[That nearly causes her to recoil, and for a moment she looks trapped. If she goes with him, well... Sakura has faith in her abilities to keep secrets to herself.

It's when force is applied that she bursts, and what will come out of her if she keeps talking? She's terrified of that.

... But those fears are laughably secondary, and she knows it, and that's why after a couple of seconds, her shoulders relax in resignation]

Okay. [She puts her bow and arrows away]

[carnivorously]

[Well, he was worried she would reject the idea, but he's glad she's agreed to it. So out they go. If he needs to apply that force to make her burst, then so be it. It's why he's trying to get her away from everyone so a scene doesn't happen so publicly.]

Let's go. I'll make something for us.

[Something laughably easy, or just get some crackers and snacks and tea, but... it's something...

To the kitchen they start to go.]

[imaginex]

[She opts to follow behind him instead of by his side; easier to think if she doesn't believe Kogami is watching.

It's... frustrating, and she bites the inside of her cheek. She's normally good at this - at least passable - but her control has been permanently traded by the screams in the memory. Like cupping water through the fingers.

Once they're both in the kitchen (that walk was too short, she doesn't remember most of it), Sakura obediently sits down somewhere out of the way, rubbing the welt on her left arm without comment. Whether she's too shy to talk or is out to make this difficult, who even knows at this point.]

[carnivorously]

[Something simple it is. Things like cheese and crackers should suffice and Kogami can probably make a decent pot of tea. So he'll remain silent as well, even though the silence feels suffocating. It must feel worse for Sakura.

In any case, give him about ten minutes and he has a tea time snack prepared. He motions with a movement of his head to follow him into the dining hall. They're sitting down and they're going to fucking have a talk.]

[imaginex]

[Or they could just eat the food and talk about the weather... Sakura wouldn't mind that.

If nothing else, she's polite to a fault out of fear, and so she'll sit as silently instructed and take a few slices of cheese. Nibbling on one, she'll glance at Kogami and then immediately take the coward's way out by looking sideways at something safer.

... She feels like she should apologize. Actually--]

You don't have to feel obligated to do this, Shinya-san.

[carnivorously]

It's not out of obligation.

[Kogami doesn't feel obligated to do shit. Of course, he doesn't like to have debts, but this isn't about that at all.]

Now, I'm not going to force you to talk, but it's obvious by now that you're bottling something up and it's getting toxic.

[Mostly to Sakura. Maybe to the friendly relationship they had too.]

[imaginex]

["Toxic".

Now there's an appropriate word.

She'd entertain a laugh if she didn't know she'd probably burst into tears, too. No reason to look anymore pathetic]

... It's obvious to you. [A gentle correction. Nibbling on a cracker now]

Most people don't care to look.

[carnivorously]

It could be that we're in a situation where if we don't put ourselves as a top priority, we could end up being the next victim.

[Honestly, Kogami's unsure why he's reaching out to others. It's true he has a goal, but at the end of the day, he finds satisfaction in supporting others. And murder. And trials.

It's weird.]

[imaginex]

[She stops eating.

Well, more that she pauses with the cracker still in her mouth, starring blankly at a patch of table in front of her.]

I... I won't snap and hurt anyone, if that's what you're concerned about.

[She doesn't sound mad; just firm in her conviction.]

[carnivorously]

You never know. No one suspected Doug.

[Just an honest truth.]

[imaginex]

Doug-san had a reason to go home.

[carnivorously]

He did. Everyone that has killed thus far had a reason they wanted to return home.

[imaginex]

Exactly.

... That's why I'm not going to do anything.

[carnivorously]

[Kogami's silent for a moment...]

Do you have belief that you have nothing to return to, then?

[imaginex]

...

Yes.

I won't wake up back home anymore.