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

Workshop

[heritrix]

[This is a notably tired Rin wandering into the workshop tonight, wincing as she opens the door.]

Wow. That soundproofing is both a blessing and a curse sometimes.

[Having fun nailing away there, Pizzazz? Leaving the door open a crack, Rin takes a second to look at Pizzazz's project before scooting over to the benches along the wall, as if looking for something.]

[arebetter]

A loud workshop is a happy workshop. Or something.

[ She wipes her brow and sighs. ]

It's been a long and awful couple of days.

[heritrix]

[She kind of hears that, barely, but isn't sure if she made it out right.]

Or something. [Repeating that half-heartedly, Rin thinks to leave it at that, but...] You have too much on your mind to turn in for the night, I take it.

[arebetter]

It was this or hang out in our nice new bar, and this doesn't leave me with a headache.

[ ... ]

That's what was behind the locked door, by the way. A bar.

[heritrix]

You don't say...

[Well. Rin knows which option she personally prefers and intends to act on next.]

[arebetter]

I do. Just don't get blackout drunk or anything here, alright? All I ask. Last thing we need is drunk teenagers running around.

[heritrix]

Don't worry, I'm always careful to display a certain elegance. Even if it kills me, I won't permit anyone to see me doing something disgraceful, like falling down drunk.

[arebetter]

That's one way to keep yourself in check, I guess. I'm a little surprised there was a bar in here, though.

[heritrix]

I'm both surprised and not... [Rin moves over to a workbench on the other side of the room, still looking for something.] Would you like to join me?

[She's not really sure how far Pizzazz is into her project; and maybe she'd prefer sticking to it too, but she'd rather the invitation be turned down instead of not offered.]

[arebetter]

You know what? Sure.

[ She steps away from the "project," and it's more clearly... a mess of nails and stuff. Not even close to an actual thing. ]

[heritrix]

[It's art! Abstract. Rin beams.]

Great! I just need to find— Oh, here it is.

[Right on the corner of this bench, to keep from getting dusty: one of those blueberry solid gold bracelets than can be found in the vending machines. Rin rolls back a long, red sleeve to slide it onto her wrist, then looks back at Pizzazz as she heads for the door.]

Let's go.

[arebetter]

Yeah, sure.

[ THEN EVERYONE ELSE CAN SEE THE ART TOMORROW because she's leaving it there as she follows. ]

[heritrix]

[Alright then! Let's break this bar in. This is Rin's first time in here, so she's just going to admire it for a second.]

Look at this place! It's as nice as the kitchen.

[arebetter]

It's not bad at all, no. Most of the bars I used to play in were waaaaaay worse than this, believe me.

[heritrix]

Would you do a show here? I bet this room has great acoustics.

[Like it's a bar, it would be a bummer if not.]

[arebetter]

Sure, probably. And if it doesn't, I tested the chapel out and the sound in there is great. And who doesn't love the idea of playing a punk rock show in a church?

[heritrix]

...Admittedly, I was against it until you tacked on that part. Now it just sounds delightful.

[But okay, let's get some glasses out, huh? And maybe Pizzazz would like to pick out the drinks, if they want to do more than drink something straight.]

[arebetter]

[ She'll go ahead and start looking through the bottles as she continues. ]

Doesn't it? Always kind of wanted to, but I've never really had a chance.

... you got any preferences, drink-wise?

[heritrix]

I've always been fond of brandy... But most of my home's collection is made up from that. It would be fun to try something different.

[arebetter]

Whoah, you've got family with class and taste, huh? Then sure, we'll go with something different. You like sweet stuff?

[heritrix]

[Rin visibly glows with pride at the compliment. Honestly, whatever is in this bar is probably better than what can be found in the Tohsaka cellar, if Fate/Zero is anything to go by, but she doesn't know that. To Pizzazz it implied class, and Rin thinks that reflects well on her father.]

Of course! I've never met a girl who doesn't.

[arebetter]

[ It's fine, Pizzazz mostly doesn't... actually know an incredible amount about alcohol, oops. But brandy is the kind of stuff her dad had, so! ]

Heh. Fair enough.

[ And she'll mix up... some fruit juice and rum and stuff. ]

Bam. Zombies.

[heritrix]

Why's it called a zombie?

[Equal parts amusement and bafflement here, but it's definitely more fun than anything Rin would have come up with. She holds her glass up to the light to see its color.]

[arebetter]

Because of how you feel in the morning if you have too much, I assume.

[ It's sort of a red-orange kind of deal! ]

Cheers.

[heritrix]

Cheers.

[She'll tap her glass against Pizzazz's if she'll let her. This is nice; it's Rin's first time drinking with someone else. Even if takes a surprising turn, she'll always remember it for that.]