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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[nachetanya]

Mmm, no, nothing out of the ordinary in bed beyond what I already knew you do.

[ The cuddling, she's implying. But all the same, the remains there on her back, watching her work on the cat. She's smiling, at least.

She had... things to do this morning.

But either way, that sure is - the beginning of a cat. Shit man. ]

[halleberry]

Honestly, Nachetanya, you really should at least nudge me if I do things like that in my sleep. Even if you don't mind it, it's impolite...

[ Though, now that it's been established that night time is Black's domain, that sort of provides a new layer of context...

Speaking of cats, she notes her reaction to it. ]

Not a fan of cats? It isn't as though they hunt rabbits.

[nachetanya]

[ . . . Okay there's a lot to unpack here and she's just. Not going to do that. Instead, she's going to brush her face lightly against the other's and take a step back, clearing her throat a little bit to show Tsubasa she should turn around. ]

I have something to say, if that's alright?

[halleberry]

When have I ever stopped you?

[ ... Actually, don't answer that, but she at least has Tsubasa's complete attention. She turns to face her, a bit surprised at the sudden shift in mood, but not particularly minding. Her expression is about as serious as always. ]

Go right ahead. I'm listening.

[nachetanya]

Tsubasa...

Would you like to officially say that we're dating?

[ She asks, sincerely, her hand on her chest. And she asks before she can make herself hesitate!! ]

[halleberry]

...Excuse me?

[ To poor Nachetanya, and everyone else who had the displeasure of Black's, well, everything last night, the question is the obvious matter of course, but Tsubasa, still more or less oblivious to the panic of the evening, is caught completely off-guard by the request. It hits her like a bolt from the blue, and even she can't keep the surprise off of her phase. ]

Where...what made you bring this up, all of a sudden? It's, er...well, it's so sudden...

[ Could that be what she was so preoccupied with this morning? It's hard to tell, but... ]

[nachetanya]

To me, it doesn't seem sudden at all.

[ . . .Well, it's mostly true. But huh, so she really doesn't remember. She knew that was the case this morning too, but it's nice in a way to get confirmation. She exhales, keeping her hand on her chest. ]

I was advised by a few people to seize upon what will make me happy. And I hope that it will make you happy as well - I want to clarify the nature of our relationship.

[halleberry]

Seize what will make you happy...that's not bad advice, all things considered.

[ Especially in a place like this. It's odd to her, though; an admission like this seems both out of left field and a long time coming, all at once. Perhaps it's because she never expected her to take the leap and ask her so directly like this? They've been in this nebulous zone since they first expressed interest last week, but to think it's bearing fruit...

She doesn't know what's gotten into her, but she doesn't particularly mind it. And if that's what will make Nachetanya happy... ]

And you're sure you're okay with that? With taking it to that next step?

[nachetanya]

[ She lowers her arm, but her gaze never really leaves Tsubasa's. Her red eyes swim a little, a small conflict behind them for a long second before she re-centers herself and smiles. It's true, in a place like this, everyone ought to have every little bit of happiness they can. Because who knows when they'll die, or when someone might at least try to kill them.

Someone will in the next few days. Someone unknown, or Rin.

But as for her... ]

I thought so myself, even if I wondered if I might be getting ahead of myself... Ah, but- [ she shakes her head and ] Yes. Especially if you're happy with me!

[halleberry]

...Understood.

[ Nachetanya lowers her arm, and in a rare move on her part, Tsubasa reaches to take her hand, sandwiching it between her palms and squeezing it tightly. ]

I don't think you're getting ahead of yourself, Nachetanya. ...In fact, I'm glad you're saying this to me now. It's something that I'm happy to hear you say. I suppose I shouldn't have doubted that it would come to this eventually, but...

[ She runs her thumb over the back of her hand. She's opening herself up to quite a few more vulnerabilities, here. If there was potential for her to be hurt before, the potential rises exponentially, here.

But at the same time, she thinks about how dependable Nachetanya can be. How easy it is to speak with her, how thoughtful she can be when she means to, and how much effort she puts into everything she does...

Being with her isn't always easy. But it certainly does ease her stress. ]

It's unexpectedly serious of you. ...But I'll accept, of course, provided you're okay with having someone like me as your girlfriend.

[nachetanya]

[ Unexpectedly serious... she wonders, was that the person that she came off as to Tsubasa? Maybe she really did deserve to be scolded. .. Ah, no, she definitely did. Nachetanya's eyes hold for a long moment on Tsubasa's grip, her expression softening at much the same time that the hand twitches, threatening to curl a little along the others, but not really doing that much.

She's glad that she's saying this to her now. She's happy. She... ]

I'm certain. [ . . . ] It's possible I'll still cause your stress in the future, I suppose, but please remember that I chose you, and that I only have eyes for you, Tsubasa. It really couldn't have been anyone else.

[ . . . And then she laughs a little ] Girlfriend! That's a fun name.

[halleberry]

Okay, now you're really being more serious than usual, for you to say something like that. What the heck's gotten into you?

[ It's not a complaint, but to say things like that, and not even in the usual way that she flatters her when she's teasing... ]

No one dared you into doing this last night, did they? I admit, after a certain point, it's a bit of a blur to me...

[nachetanya]

I suppose it is out of character for me.

[ She laughs a little, and... ]

No, nothing like that, though! But after I had to drag you to bed and thinking about what's to come tonight [ Someone will kill someone, or Rin will tomorrow, apparently. ] I suppose my mood just felt serious.

[halleberry]

Oh, is that what happened? I suppose it's no wonder I've been getting strange looks, then, that must have been rather awkward...

[ Awkward is! A word! ]

I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to be a handful. My headaches were quite bad yesterday, I must have looked awful...

[nachetanya]

I did consider trying to use it to fulfill one of Corrin's dares that I carry you romantically!

[ She said with a bit of a smirk. Apparently, the teasing is back, particularly as she leans in a little. ]

[halleberry]

Does that mean you ended up slinging me over your shoulder like a sack of rice after all? I bet that must have looked rather romantic.

[ That's better. This is what she's used to. ]

[nachetanya]

No, I tried to carry you like in a storybook, slung across my chest!

[ Not that this can at all work with one arm, so it's obviously a lie. But she says it with a smile, leaning in and down towards the other. ]

[halleberry]

[ Tsubasa just rests her chin on her elbows, pushing her chest to the back of her chair as she keeps her grip on Nachetanya's hand. ]

Tried being the keyword there, I assume. When that didn't work, then did you try the rice sack method?

[nachetanya]

I'll only accept that story if you think it's romantic.

[ Her tone is positively impish now, but she shifts her thumb a little to brush against the other's hand.. ]

[halleberry]

Maybe the real reason I don't remember anything is because I hit my head when you accidentally dropped me on the way to your room while trying to be romantic. That, I don't think I would put past you.

[ She can't help but smirk right back at her-- ]

[nachetanya]

[ She pouts a little at that! ]

Oooh, I wouldn't drop you just like that, even if you did scold me!

[ Huff! ]

If you must know, you were still standing, just leaning heavily on me/

[halleberry]

Eh? I scolded you?

[ That's peculiar. She...ah, wait, wait... ]

For what, your pants? I have a vague recollection...

[nachetanya]

Nozomi did end up ripping those.

[ :T ]

But yes, that was the last straw I think.

[halleberry]

Well, it was a bit jarring to see you going around in just your underwear.

[ Ha. Haha. Hahaha. ]

I'm sorry, though. I don't remember quite what I said, but I hope I wasn't unnecessarily harsh. It was just a game, after all. ...But I would think I'd have the foresight to know not to make a scene with it.

[ Ha. Haha. Hahaha. ]

[nachetanya]

Mmmm, it was far less harsh than anything I'd gotten from my maids back home. [ A beat ] Ah, I had been known as an "incorrigible tomboy" back when they thought I wasn't listening.

[ To clarify, as she leans her head in. ]