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!]

Comments

[imaginex]

[There's a flash of... something in her eyes. Whatever emotion it is, it wasn't a positive one, but she maintains her coiled composure without moving]

You think she'd chose me over the lives of hundreds? [There's a light, amused lift in his voice]

... Maybe this Rin would, but not mine.

[carnivorously]

If she had to make that choice, I don't think it's one she'd make as lightly as you make it sound.

[imaginex]

[Frankly:]

I'd prefer it'd be easy. Then she wouldn't have to dwell on it.

[But they're getting off-track, she supposes, and turns so her weight is resting against the counter]

There's nothing else to do but accept it, and I'll probably get a memory confirming it later. For now, I'll...

[She'll...]

I guess continue on as normal. I already knew I couldn't go home, so... it's not a problem.

[carnivorously]

[He sighs. At this point, he's not sure what else to do.]

Is this all you needed to talk about? I'm not sure how much else I'll be useful to you as a lending ear, to be honest.

[It hurts he can't be useful, but he's not sure how else to help her. He's learned at this point not to push things or else things get hairy between them-- he doesn't want that.]

[imaginex]

[It wasn't something she felt like talking about anyway. Sakura just assumed that maybe it'd be easier on Kogami if he didn't have to dig the truth out of her.

Well... it was easier, to a point. To that end, she tries to keep her tone kind instead of distant]

Thank you, but I'm not looking for help.

... So it's alright if we don't speak of this again.

[carnivorously]

If that's what you want, then I'll be sure to do that.

[Because he sure doesn't want to. He's a realist, but even he knows this is too much...]

[imaginex]

[That earns a singular nod as her posture settles back into neutrality]

... Thank you for the food, Shinya-san. I appreciate it. [She'll just take the rest of it to her room now]

[carnivorously]

You're welcome. Get some rest.