Week 3

[bathymetric]

Good morning, New Rapture. A new day is dawning.

It's a strange sort of feeling, waking up on Sunday. Not the least because, well... you fell asleep on Friday, didn't you? Whether you sleep or not, none of you remember Saturday. Everything, by all accounts, seems to be Sunday. Weird.

It's not all bizarre feelings of lost time that you have to show for your efforts, though - it seems that another wing of New Rapture is ready for you. Perhaps there's more information to be found about your situation there... and maybe more about the history of this place, if that interests you.

There are still 23 of you left... Keep getting to know them. There's regains to get, after all!




SUNDAY | MONDAY | TUESDAY | WEDNESDAY | THURSDAY

[ ooc: Welcome to the second week of Unknown Seas Round 3! Please make sure to mark any investigation toplevels accordingly, post your ac, and you can reach either Mayor Fontaine or Eleanor for conversations! ]

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[sastruga]

Oh, right... I suppose this wouldn't really be the kind of music you're used to, huh? I can change it to something else, if you'd like.

[honeyedtea]

Oh no, no. If it helps you to focus, that's what's important.

[ She heads over to where Mafuyu's sat and takes a seat opposite her. ]

What is it you're studying today?

[sastruga]

It's a novel. I got it from the vending machine and... well, I can't be sure. But I think it might be one of Morishima-san's.

[...Looking at it, the condition isn't great. It's waterlogged, so some of the pages aren't terribly clear, or stuck together.]

[honeyedtea]

... Hodaka...

[ She sounds a little like she's been punched in the stomach as she says it, but after a moment she manages to rearrange her expression into a bittersweet smile. ]

Well. At least this way, it isn't in the mayor's hands anymore. But... was it damaged as it was transported here, somehow?

[sastruga]

Maybe. Nothing else seems to get damaged, so far, so I wonder...

[Maybe it was like this already?]

...I could probably find a copy in better condition in the library. But it just... wouldn't really feel right.

[honeyedtea]

Very few things here feel right, as of last week.

[ Ah, now we've made it all the way over to 'bitter'. ]

Perhaps this is just one last insult to see us through the weekend.

[sastruga]

Maybe it is. But... either way, I'll keep it safe. In a way, I suppose... it's just one more thing Morishima-san has entrusted to me.

[She still has the ring he gave her at the trial, too. Making sure it's safe.]

[honeyedtea]

. . . The weight of someone's wishes... are quite heavy. Especially when it's someone who's no longer here.

[ She's thinking of Emma, of course – and Lady Isis. It's hard not to, with the threat of death hanging over their heads like a–

Well. A guillotine. ]

Though the wishes of the living aren't always so easy to bear, either.