WEEK 3

[bathymetric]

You wake up on Sunday. This is unusual in large part because, whether or not you did go to sleep, when last you checked? It was Friday. Saturday is missing.

And that's not all, either. Should you check your devices, there's a calendar next to the clock. The date?

December 31st.

The dead are still gone. Your material gains are still here. Every object you've moved on the ship has returned to the position it was in when you first awoke.

Once you've recovered from the shock of that, though, not all is the same as it was when you first awoke! The lock on the door leading down to the next level of the ship has been removed, allowing you free access to a whole new assortment of on-board amenities. Go play some laser tag while you try not to think about what all of this might mean!

And by the end of the week, well... maybe another tragic accident will occur, maybe it won't. No choice but to find out.



SUNDAY | MONDAY | TUESDAY | WEDNESDAY | THURSDAY

[ ooc: Welcome to week 3! Remember to turn in your AC here and coins for regains over here! If you wish to get in contact with the npcs, Davy Jones is over here, and The Captain is over here! And as requested, profiles are accessible here. ]

Comments

[cethflayn]

Huh? Oh - I suppose we did.

[Whatcha got Sara?]

[onlyyoucan]

[She hauls in the contents of her Can Trade pile next to a table, grabs a serving of crab dip and chips, and sits down to eat.]

I did go to the machine a lot, so... [As Flayn heard before.]

[cethflayn]

[The crab dip returns]

Mhm, so did I. But I had all those coins, and nowhere else to use them.

[Funnily enough, she's actually keeping one of each new thing she gets, only trading duplicates or things that look like they might not be junk, in case they belong to someone.]

It is...kind of interesting to see what comes out, though. I received a - um, well, I am not sure what you would call it? But it was a miniature version of the monastery I was living in, in a dome, and if you shook it, white bits flurried about everywhere like snow.

[onlyyoucan]

[what the heck am I going to add if I update the cookbook, we already have crab dip in it]

A snow globe... I've seen those before. It sounds nice. Some of them play music, but a lof of them don't, too.

[cethflayn]

[You could add the Frappuccino Mistake?]

Snow globe...that is a very apt name for it. I do think I quite like them.

[Why did we never get to see Garreg Mach in the snow, come on Nintendo it would've been lovely]

[onlyyoucan]

[That is true.]

It's nice. To see something that at least reminds you of home.

[cethflayn]

It is nice.

[She's going to steal it from the boat if she can.]

But I would much rather have my real home than just a tiny pretend one. I suppose it is much the same for everyone.

[onlyyoucan]

M-hm. ...Did I ever tell you anything about my home? Sorry. I'm feeling... confused since the meeting.

[cethflayn]

I do not think you did, not in detail. If you would like to, I would be happy to hear about it.

[No worries about being confused, this is a confusing time.]

[onlyyoucan]

...[She sighs and picks at her food.]

I remember it being nice. The school I went to in Glabella was an advanced spatial armour pilot academy, the same one my brother attended, and I was always doing my best to catch up to him. He'd shipped out when I was a kid, but everybody still remembered him and compared my results to his. I did my best not to disappoint. After all, I wanted to be able to follow him out there once I graduated.

I remember my friends, too. I had a few people I hung out with a lot... I mean, aside from my Mimic. Colin, Mary, Cedie, and I were all in the same class, and we spent every day together. The instructors always had nice things to say about my work. Everything was nice...

[She starts to tremble and sets down the chip she was holding.]

I just don't remember what happened after.

[cethflayn]

...

[Reaches out to put a hand over Sara's. Connecting some vague dots from previous conversations, she thinks something must've happened that was like. Probably not good? She thinks? But also she's not 100% sure, so it's not worth it to try and explain that to Sara. It might panic her.]

I also was able to attend an academy, five years ago. Even if it was only for a short time, it too was nice. I shall cherish those peaceful days for the rest of my life, even though they led to war in the end.

[onlyyoucan]

...

[She nods and doesn't draw away. With her other hand, she pulls out her device, hesitates, and turns to this photo.]

This is what he sent me.

[cethflayn]

[Looks at the photo.]

That...is quite a grim outcome of peaceful school days.

[But everything on fire sure is nostalgic for the worst reasons!]

[onlyyoucan]

I don't know how this happened, or why. But it has to be true, because after... everything was different, I was different, in ways I can't begin to explain. I didn't talk to people, didn't want to make friends, let people do whatever they wanted. All I cared about was one thing. And I don't even understand who I am right now, much less anything else.

[cethflayn]

Then perhaps...it is best to take some time to reflect upon yourself.

[onlyyoucan]

How? I feel like two separate people right now, Flayn, and there's no way I can reconcile them.

[cethflayn]

[Two separate people.......]

Then perhaps...they can come to a truce? If only temporarily. Until the bridge between them is built again.

[onlyyoucan]

...

[She thinks about that. Takes another bite before it can get cold.]

I don't even know where to start. But I'll try to keep myself together.

[cethflayn]

That may be the best you can do under the circumstances.

[Pats your hand and withdraws her own.]