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

SUNDAY | MONDAY | TUESDAY | WEDNESDAY | THURSDAY
[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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storage room

[heritrix]

[Have a ninja sneak up on you Rose. Maybe not the smartest thing with how frenzied she looks, but Rin isn't called "Courageous" for nothing. ]

What are you looking for?

[barehands]

[She nearly screams when she hears Rin's voice out of nowhere, hands tensing on the box and making a dent in the cardboard. When she realizes who it is, she takes a deep breath, turning towards her.]

I-I can find it on my own. Thank you, though.

[heritrix]

...Are you sure?

[It's putting it mildly to say Rose looks spooked. She looks terrified; Rin tries to speak gently in response.]

You're frazzled. Why don't you sit and take a breather? If you tell me what it looks, I can search for it while you try to calm down.

[barehands]

N-No, I'm sorry. I'm fine. I just...

[The words might not be too convincing given the tremor in her voice, the way she takes in a deep breath.]

A-A mop and a bucket.

[heritrix]

[...Ah, Rin thinks she understands. Maybe. She gives Rose a small smile, and a pat on the shoulder that she hopes is comforting.]

I'll have it in a jiffy.

[Leaving Rose to collect herself with some dignity, Rin will make good on that promise. It probably only takes a minute or two, but she adds more time to the lock for Rose's sake by filling the bucket with soap and water.]

[barehands]

[Rose blinks when Rin touches her shoulder, bringing her hands together in a sign of stress. Once she comes back, she notices the water in the bucket and gives a nod of thanks.]

Thanks, Rin.

[heritrix]

Don't worry about it. It's heavy, so I'll carry it. Where are we headed to?

[barehands]

Oh... You don't have to do that. I can get it myself, I promise.

[heritrix]

If it's to your room, I was going to stop by there anyways.

[barehands]

...Really? Why?

[She pauses, though, shaking her head.]

I-In any case, it's kind of a mess right now, so...

[heritrix]

I don't have to come in.

[There's no pressure in her voice. She's trying to help Rose open up, but only if she wants to, so she's using natural excuses. The bucket is heavy. I was going to stop by anyways. Though both of these are all truths.]

Remember those glasses you got from the vending machine a few weeks ago? I realized from the memory I received last night that they were mine all along.

[barehands]

Oh, really? That's good to hear, they looked really nice on you...

[The last sentence is muttered, without the usual heart she'd give it, but it's sincere all the same. Rose nods to herself.]

When we get there, I can grab them really quick, then.

[heritrix]

[So she really doesn't want Rin to see...]

Alright. You lead the way then.

[Again no pressure, but she trusts the silence will get to Rose before it gets to her as they make their way over.]

[barehands]

[She does speak up again as they go, but her voice is low and she's still looking towards the floor.]

Rin... Do you think the dreams we have on Sundays are really memories? I asked the Transmitter and she said they most likely were, but she couldn't be entirely certain.

[heritrix]

She said that, huh? That's a strange response...

[Rin mutters this as she walks.]

I'm 100% certain they're memories myself. Mine are... To put it simply, they're too detailed to be falsified, and explain one or two things for me that felt off when we first woke up here.

[barehands]

She said she was almost completely positive, but there are always exceptions. I think that's how she put it.

[She gives an uncertain nod.]

It makes sense, but...

[It's not something she want to believe.]

[heritrix]

Sometimes the strangest explanations are the only ones that make sense. I don't know what you saw, or why it spooked you, but you shouldn't be afraid of it.

[barehands]

...Why do you say that?

[That she shouldn't be afraid, that is.]

[heritrix]

Whatever it was already happened. It's a part of you now; you shouldn't be afraid of yourself.

[barehands]

...It isn't myself I'm afraid of.

[But she doesn't elaborate more, shaking her head quickly.]

Sorry.

[heritrix]

I know. [A smile.] I was trying to be poetic.

[She says it like a joke, to make her laugh, but she does hope it sticks with her. Memories shape the person, one way or another.]

[barehands]

[It might not earn a laugh, but she does give a nod, looking forward.]

...Sorry. I hope I didn't worry you. Y-You're right.

[heritrix]

If you do want to talk later, there are people here, you know? I'm not the best person for those things, but I can think of several who would hear you out.

[barehands]

I know. Everyone here is...

[A pause.]

Most people here are really nice. But - I don't think it's something I want to talk about.

[heritrix]

[Rin hums.] I can relate to that.