Week 5.

[trustfellowship]

WEEK 5 Another week has passed; another two people have died. Tsubasa Hanekawa and Nachetanya Loei Piena Augustra have joined the ranks of the deceased. Whatever you may have thought about them in the end, one thing hovers heavy over the group: the fact that neither their compassion nor their ambition was enough to keep them alive in here. Is yours? 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... And of course, with another successful trial comes a new addition to the building, another corridor opening up on the west side of the building. The doors leading to it branch off of the hallways leading to the second and fourth sections of the building; have those doors always been there? You can't remember... It's a new week. Of course, that means you've been here for over a month, and your stay doesn't seem to be coming to a close yet. PATIENTS REMAINING: 22

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[OOC: Welcome to week five 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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[doctorize]

[About that...]

Oh no, it's nothing like that troubling me here.

[imaginex]

[Ah... Looking slightly confused, though she nods in acceptance]

Is the target broken, then?

[doctorize]

... No. I suppose it's more like I'm trying to decide if this is the target I really want to aim for today.

[... Because that's not ominous sounding or anything.]

[imaginex]

[Ominous sounding statements like that get your tea poisoned, Daniel.

But no, Sakura seems to consider that quietly before she speaks again]

Even if you change your mind later, is there any harm in taking the shot?

[doctorize]

... Normally I would say yes, but... now this particular target is worth aiming at, I think.

[And now he'll step aside enough to let her see the sketch of Jeff the Killer Zack that he had drawn today fixed to the target here.]

[imaginex]

[...]

He doesn't look very pleasant, does he?

[doctorize]

No, no he does not.

[He's going to step away now to go look at the bows and arrows here.]

He's a serial killer that's been plaguing our town back home. He attacks anyone that he comes across, particularly those that appear "happy", as those are his favorite type of people to sneak up on and kill, apparently.

[imaginex]

Was he in one of your memories?

[Sakura for her part has elected to stay still, watching Danny and then the drawing with cool, flat eyes]

[doctorize]

... You know those scars I've had on me during these past trials when we had to strip?

[Yeah]

[imaginex]

-- What?

[Sakura recoils out of her neutral demeanor, looking greatly concerned now]

[doctorize]

[He holds a hand up in an attempt to try to placate her a little here.]

Don't worry, I survived what happened, if my dream last night was any indication! And now I know what caused these injuries, at least in regards to the ones on my back.

[... He still doesn't know yet what caused the odd scarring to the front of him though which is kind of concerning.]

[imaginex]

[His words placate her worry, but not her sudden shift into displeasure.]

A-and you were worried about shooting his picture or not?

[If Danny is another sensitive flower child in this forsaken hospital--]

[doctorize]

Ah, well... I didn't want to concern anyone too much with seeing me do something like that here?

[He is the doctor/therapist in the group, after all, that probably sets a bad example if he's seen doing this.]

[imaginex]

But you deserve to vent as much as the rest of us.

[Adamantly:]

We can suspend our surprise long enough for you do to this, if you think it will help.

[doctorize]

[Danny considers it for a moment, looking at the target he had made before he finally speaks.]

... Well, I suppose you did say that it's okay sometimes to not adhere to the same advice I'd tell some patients, right?

[So this one time to vent should be okay, he thinks. Which might be why he's now picking up a bow here with more certainty.]