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

[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. ]

[halleberry]

How impudent, to speak so poorly of their princess...but being incorrigible is part of your charm, I think. I wouldn't really have you any other way.

[nachetanya]

Does that mean you won't stop me from kissing you?

[ Leaning in... ]

[halleberry]

And why would I do that?

[ It isn't as though anyone else is around. Kiss away. ]

[nachetanya]

[ Why, indeed...?

... Well then, yes, Tsubasa is indeed getting kissed again. She leans in and up a bit, tilting her head for a soft kiss.

It... ah, her heart does still leap a little, she admits ]