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!]

Comments

[flagitate]

... Yeah. I understand.

[ She doesn't really have room to talk, though. Beetee. Wiress. Finnick, Johanna (somehow), and Peeta. Peeta. Peeta...

There's a look in her eye that he might be able to catch before she looks away, quickly. ]

So what way am I "interesting" in?

[seventhprogenitor]

[He does, even in his state, and tucks it away for later.]

You remind me of someone I'm fond of back in my world. He's very dedicated to finding and rescuing his brother, and his temperament...

[There's a little fondness to his smile, though it's notable still amused and tired.]

You're as easy to read as he is, at times. Both surly, both distrustful, both wary... he would do anything to protect his brother, much like you would do anything to protect your sister; I think you and him would get along.

[If you weren't human, anyway.]

[flagitate]

[ ... Her sister. Katniss's throat tightens at that, and she still can't look at him. Crying in front of Ferid would just be mortifying, and she doesn't want to give him any ammo. ]

Sounds like a hell of a guy. [ It's all she can really say. ]

[seventhprogenitor]

He is, and I miss him oh-so-dearly. Mika is his name -- you might recognize it from my profile.

[Right under Likes, there. You're someone he likes because you remind him of someone he likes.]

... But as I asked before, Katniss. Have your dreams been well?

[flagitate]

Yeah. I recognize it.

[ ... Sometimes, she really hates your one-track mind, Ferid. ]

They're fine. [ You're not fooling anyone, Katniss, god. ]

[seventhprogenitor]

[He's a real dog.]

Mine have been as well. [She's lucky he's too out of it to want to chase that rabbit.] Genuinely fine, too. Not the sort I wouldn't want to discuss, like yours.

[... He'll say that much, but it's obvious isn't not going to push it today.]

[flagitate]

[ ... Wow. Maybe some day she'll tell him about her embarrassing nickname, if he keeps being considerate. It's probably just because of the drugs, though. ]

Well. That's good. [ ... ] Anything exciting?

[seventhprogenitor]

[Ferid's niceness is definitely because of the drugs, but he'll be more considerate since people tend to like that more too...]

A grand party's just beginning. Everyone's arrived and the guest of honor is descending the staircase-- [a yawn interrupts him and he looks vaguely irritated before shaking his head.]

It's all very exciting. I'm sure there would be some who disagree, but the tide of war is turning in our favor, so why shouldn't I be happy?

[flagitate]

Sounds exciting, yeah.

[ It kind of sounds like a nightmare, but she's not surprised Ferid's into that kind of thing. ]

I didn't know you were in a war.

[seventhprogenitor]

It isn't something I like to make public knowledge of, no. There's a handful of people I've mentioned it to though. Some more with more depth than others.

[... Like Isaac, because he's a soldier and understands.]

[flagitate]

[ She has to snort at that. ]

What, you think I've got "depth"?