WEEK 2

[bathymetric]

So far, good news! You've managed to avoid killing! A week has passed in the facility, but how many more are there to go until one of you tries out Rule Seven? I mean.... we know, but.

No new areas just yet, it remains you guys and yours here for now. Well, and Angel, but again - you don't exactly see her unless you want to. It's more than a little lonely... maybe someone ought to shake things up.



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[ ooc: Welcome to Week 2, your first case week! Remember to turn in regains here, your AC for last week here, and if you like, come visit Angel's office hours here!

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[archboxer]

[She pulls herself up. She's smiling but it's strained.]

I apologize as well. I had no intention of stopping you. Please, go ahead.

[Politeness came first, though.]

[pimpplan]

If you insist!

[ He comes back in and... slowly works on putting his things in the washer. He's watched some of the others over the last few days, so he thinks he'll be okay, but... no reason to rush it and screw things up. ]

I take it things back there didn't go well, if you felt the need to pray in here.

[ He gives her a quick glance, but mainly focuses on the laundry. One thing at a time, bro. ]

[archboxer]

[She watches him. Rhea eventually will need to wash her own clothing, after all.]

Is it that obvious? [The chuckle to her voice is without humor.] Prayer helps steady my nerves.

[pimpplan]

[ The Medieval Fantasy Gang Try To Do Laundry ]

Nothing wrong with that. If there's ever a time to pray to the Goddess or whoever, I'd think now would be a good time.

[ Even if she doesn't technically exist. It's the thought that counts. ]

[archboxer]

She listens to prayers regardless of the timing.

[Excuse you, that's very rude.]