Trustfell 5: A Good Day to Trust Fall (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
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trustfelled2017-06-18 11:56 am
trustfellowship) wrote in trustfelled2017-06-18 11:56 am
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. |
SUNDAY | MONDAY | TUESDAY | WEDNESDAY | THURSDAY
[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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D-do you... want to retract our alliance?
[She's pathetic, and there's misery in her voice, one of her hands gripped against the opposite elbow. The girl is trying to brace for what she sees as the logical conclusion. They are not from the same dimension, so her use to Rin must be limited.
And if there was ever something shared between them, it's been severed]
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[It's not as harsh as it sounds. She's not talking about this revelation.]
By announcing that I intend to kill someone Friday if we're still in this place, I've already betrayed you.
[Folding her arms, Rin looks Sakura up and down. Just once. Then she has to look away. From another dimension or not, they look the same... But really. How would she know?
She knows Sakura so little, for two weeks she couldn't tell one apart from the other.]
...But that's not official until Friday, it it becomes relevant then. [She says, brushing her hair back.] The decision is therefore up to you.
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I... I'll wait for Friday.
There's no reason to act hasty. Besides, I think it's beneficial to continue our alliance. Even if I'm -- we're not from the same dimension, I still hold all the knowledge of the Matou lineage.
[She doesn't believe a word of it, but Sakura presents herself like a gift to be used at Rin's convenience. And all the while, she thinks quietly of Friday, until the trivial details fade away.
Nothing has really changed, has it? If anything, this simplifies everything]
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[Sakura offers her a gift, and it doesn't sound like Rin care. It doesn't sound like she doesn't care either. It's like whatever Sakura decided, that would be fine. Or maybe worse, it would have no meaning.
It's not so straightforward in her head, however. Rin is as relieved as she wants to shake Sakura by the shoulders, for doing something so stupid. It's the Matou's choice, and she'll respect it, but this complicates everything.]