trustfelled | Week 5.

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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[Sakura has no reason to be here except YOLO (quite literally in her case) but here she is, so she might as well... make the best of it?? Yikes there are a lot of bottles here.

She'll smile at Greed, though.]

It's looks like your wish came true, Greed-san.

[He laughs cheerfully.]

Sure looks that way! I can't complain.

You want anything?

I've never had any before, so what would you suggest?

If you've never had it before, you probably want something sweet-- a hurricane, or a mai tai.

What does a mai tai have in it?

[Because it sounds cool, alright.]

It's got rum, orange juice, pineapple juice, some cherry syrup, and sometimes a few different flavored rums.

It was pretty popular with some of the regulars at the Nest.

[He mentioned fruit so hot damn, Sakura wants this now]

Okay, I'll try it.

Is Nest the name of a city you frequent back home?

Nah-- the city I used to frequent was called Dublith.

[Which sounds strangely like Dublin if Sakura knows anything about Ireland.]

The Devil's Nest was the name of my bar.

[~~Never mind Sakura's player only now caught that reference 14 years later, but~~ Sakura is admittedly limited on world knowledge]

So you owned a bar. [No wonder he's so good at this]

Um, is it anything like in the stories? [Mm, how to elaborate]

Do you get any... "wild customers"?

[Girl, what have you been reading]

Wild customers?

[That makes him chuckle.]

I'm not sure, what do you mean?

Well, that's where all the showdowns happen, right?

Someone has one too many shots, then another person's honor is impeded upon, and then people start screaming...

[GURL.]

Showdowns?

[That makes him laugh, but it's a friendly laugh.]

Not exactly, but I... guess I can see where you're coming from.

Ah... [wilting slightly]

There'd be no reason for it to happen like it does in stories, I suppose.

I'm sure that'd make more work for you, too, if your crowds got too rowdy.

[BROKEN BOTTLES EVERYWHERE LIKE THE WILD WEST-- okay she'll stop]

[Oh no, that's not good.]

Yeah. A bit of a mess, if people were throwing glasses around and spilling the booze.

What made you decide to be a bar owner?

[Apparently not the exhilarating lifestyle]

Information.

By selling to the crowd that likes to keep low, you learn things you might not otherwise. They're willing to share what they know, in exchange for a safe harbor.

It's important when you're housing people authorities might be looking for.

[Never mind, Sakura takes those previous bracket thoughts back, but her expression is slightly anxious now]

Information is useful, but I imagine it'd paint a target on your back.

Maybe. But I operate out of a small town. Mostly a bunch of farmers and ranchers right out of the main part of the city.

So it's a smaller operation.

Do you sell your information, then?

Not at all.

We use it to keep our bar safe, and to ensure more people who pass through it can have a place to lay low.

Aah, like a safe space.

[She gives a faint smile]

I imagine you must be quite popular if you're providing that kind of shelter.

[Also where is her drink, Mr. Bartender? She wants to taaaaaste]

I'd like to think I am. The bar's a pretty good spot; even my bartender is someone who sought shelter at one point.

[And a sweet drink is coming up! Greed isn't huge on sugary drinks, so it's not overly sweet, but hopefully it masks the bitterness of the alcohol a little.]

[There is a certain sharpness to it that Sakura doesn't expect, but she looks pleased after that first sip. Good on Greed, he added enough fruit tastes to balance out the alcohol.]

I've never been to a bar myself, but I would've liked to have visited yours.

[He laughs gently.]

A little lady like you might turn some heads; you definitely look a little different from my regulars.

[And he doesn't just mean the purple hair. Shes too unassuming for a bar full of criminals.]

I probably would look out of place...

[Not quite understanding Greed's thought process, but she does get the spirit of that observation.]

... I didn't always look like this, though. When I was younger, my hair was brown.

[A deep chestnut, like Rin's]

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