Week 4.

[trustfelling]

WEEK 4 Three more Competitors died this past week. Chitoge Kirisaki tried to take matters into her own hands only to be punished as a result while William Flemming and Archie both tried to take the Adjudicator up on his word and escape. Three more of you are gone, but there's no going back now. Saturday is given to regrouping and sleep; on Sunday morning the clock chimes as it always has, but at least there are no bodies to find today. 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... Once again, another set of doors has opened up - this time at the end of the western corridor, leading up and toward the north. Go ahead and explore as much as you like; consider it a reward for surviving another week. COMPETITORS REMAINING: 23

SUNDAY | MONDAY | TUESDAY | WEDNESDAY | THURSDAY

[OOC: Welcome to week four of Trustfell! Don't forget to save your threads for coins and the activity check, and don't forget to submit this week's activity check and memory regains!

If you'd like to get in contact with the Adjudicator, you can do so here!]

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[middaymoon]

[ Mahiru blinks and turns, her movements a little dazed. ]

Brady...

[ Ah, right. He's asking after her. She steps away from the profiles, letting her hand fall to her side. ]

I'm fine.

[ ... That's a terrible lie. Mahiru is immediately annoyed with herself for even making the attempt. ]

[meanttobe]

[He looks at her a little apologetically.]

That's... You don't have to tell me, but if I can help, I want to.

[middaymoon]

[ Mahiru hesitates for a moment, giving Brady a steady look. She honestly hasn't known him for very long, but when you see someone several hours a day, every day, for nearly a month straight...

Well, even with her title it only goes so far.

Finally, she sighs, a tired looking smile crossing her face. ]

I'm sure I must have been acting very odd at the trial.

[meanttobe]

[Brady similarly hesitates, unable to hide a wince. He raises a hand and flops it back and forth- a little.]

You...were kind of freaking me out, yeah.

[middaymoon]

[ Well that's a completely understandable reaction. Mahiru doesn't seem offended in the slightest, at least. ]

I imagine so. I apologize.

[ Mahiru hesitates for a moment, weighing her options. ]

... Can you make me a promise, Brady?

[meanttobe]

[That's an ominous question. Despite that, he doesn't waste more than a few seconds.]

Yeah, what?

[middaymoon]

[ Despite having just made the request Mahiru is silent for another long moment before she finally speaks again. ]

Never trust me when I act like that. No matter what I say or do, or what I may have said or done before that moment... If you ever see me behaving as I did during the trial, assume that I'm acting without concern for anyone but myself.

[meanttobe]

Mahiru...

[His automatic instinct is to put a hand on her shoulder.]

I-I promised, so I won't, but...how do I snap you out of it?

[middaymoon]

[ That... might be one of the nicest things anyone's ever asked her. She offers him another smile, expression tired. ]

You don't. Just be cautious and it'll pass on its own.

[meanttobe]

But I don't want to just wait, this thing seems to really freak you out!

[middaymoon]

Brady.

[ Her voice is calm again, tone even. She doesn't sound tired, either. ]

I appreciate your concern, but I've lived with this for years. It's not something I can simply be 'snapped out of'.

[ She pauses, then adds: ]

Trying may make it worse, or might make me lash out at you.

[meanttobe]

[So all he could do is nothing... He looks guilty and waits a moment.]

Okay. You do know this best, so...I'll trust you here. Is it something you...you'd forgotten about? 'Til now?

[middaymoon]

[ Mahiru hesitates again. ]

I hadn't forgotten about them entirely, but I hadn't realized how intense they'd become. For a long time they were infrequent and rather short.

[ And not the entirety of an investigation and a trial. ]

[meanttobe]

[That sounds really worrying.]

Do you think...with more memories you get back, these are more...you know, frequent?

[middaymoon]

[ ... ]

I hope not... but I suspect they will.

[meanttobe]

[He squeezes her shoulder.]

If... If you remember anything else that could help? Please let me know.

[middaymoon]

[ Mahiru lifts her hand to rest it on Brady's, nodding,. She doesn't quite manage a smile, but she's almost there. ]

I will. That's a promise I'll make to you.

[meanttobe]

[Well, if she can't get to a smile, he can. Least he can do.]

Thanks. Help me, help you. All that.