WEEK 4

[bathymetric]

Another trial, another week, and still you're probably running lower on answers than you'd like. And on people - you lost three since last Sunday. By the end of this week, you'll have been here for nearly a full month, yet still the days crawl on.

You wake up Sunday, again with no memory of Saturday, but this time with a simple message on your devices: You may resume requesting items, if you like. Enjoy. Guess it really was just a stealth motive after all, but at least it's being communicated that it's over! That's something, at least.

And when you leave your rooms on Sunday, there's another new area to explore! This one is... certainly more ambitious in its construction than the last one, to say the least. But hey, you have a pretty neat place to host parties, if you feel so inclined! That's... fun...

Hey, you gotta find the fun in situations like this where you can! Silver linings, right?



SUNDAY | MONDAY | TUESDAY | WEDNESDAY | THURSDAY

[ ooc: Welcome to Week 4! Remember to turn in AC here, threads for regain coins here, and if you feel so inclined you can visit Angel's office hours over here! ]

Comments

Investigation (or possibly just theft)

[bolderfell]

[Wow! Therion hates all of this!

...Except the bar. It may be eight-something in the morning, but Therion's already hopped into the bartender's area to rifle through the available spirits. Anything with a label gets inspected; some are returned to their place, and others are set aside on the floor next to him, out of anyone else's easy reach.

He also, at some point, leaves a paper note folded in the Area A men's restroom.

We're allowed to explore all night. Why can't we sleep outside our rooms?]

bar

[emberserker]

What, did Nira inspire a rush of rampant drunkards, or are you hoarding for the sake of hoarding?

[bolderfell]

Nira? What did she do?

[He says, tucking bottles into the crook of his arm.]

[emberserker]

Get absolutely wasted after the trial. At least all I did was have candy for breakfast.

[bolderfell]

[Therion is the last person here who can talk about having candy for breakfast.]

...I thought she didn't often drink spirits.

[emberserker]

That explains why it happened so quickly. No tolerance.

[bolderfell]

She okay?

[emberserker]

I should hope so. She's surely slept it off by now, especially considering the gap...

bar;

[valentinus]

[ A place of interest for sure. Even Vincent wouldn't mind himself a drink.

...Speaking of which. ]

How many do you intend to take?

[ It was kind of a amusing sight, to say the least. ]

[bolderfell]

[Hmph, what's so funny.]

However many I can carry.

[valentinus]

[ The thievery (?) of the alcohol bottles. They never stood a chance. ]

...I guess it is lucky you cannot carry all of them.

[ Vincent will take a bottle himself, looking at idly, as if trying to discern it was actually somewhat good from a closer glance. ]

[bolderfell]

Lucky for the rest of you, I guess.

[Alas, he is only one small man with no bottomless inventory in sight.]

[valentinus]

[ Does this mean Vincent's time has come to turn into a budding thief?

...No, not it hasn't. ]

It is. Unless you suddenly made plans to throw some kind of party with your newfound...'stash'.

[bolderfell]

Raucous gatherings aren't my style. And it's not like we have much to celebrate.

[He takes a bottle down, shakes his head, and puts it back.]

So, no. I don't intend to share. But I won't have any reason to stock up for a damn long time, either.

[valentinus]

Or anything at all.

[ He'll seat himself, watching the other go about his business. ]

I know someone who'd try. It's one of the many reasons I'm grateful he's not stuck in this place.

investigation!

[bathymetric]

[ Rifle through the bottles all you like, Therion!

As for the paper, what exactly are you looking for here? ]

[bolderfell]

[Nothing under or behind any of the bottles? Or anything to note about the labels?

As for the bathroom, THIS TIME I WASN'T INVESTIGATING HAHA OOPS. The paper's for other characters to read and answer if they want. Guess the only thing I'd want to know about that is whether it'd still be there the next day.]

[bathymetric]

[ The bottles are fine! This room is actually stocked with some things with brand labels, if you can believe it, not that Therion knows that. It's a very global selection of alcohol, there's even some overlap with bottles he's seen in... well, the only other room he's been in with liquor bottles here.

The paper stays! It's definitely been opened and read at least once within the first day - though by who he obviously couldn't say - but it stays. ]

[bolderfell]

[Oho. Any rum from South America he might recognize?

Also. Interesting! Verrrrry interesting.]

Bar

[lovelikeyou]

Good morning, Therion!

[Rose casts a glance over the liquor pile he's assembling, but she's never been interested in any of that. It doesn't taste all that good to her, and she can't get drunk.]

I brought you this. [She holds out her hand, showing off...yet another diamond. Joy.] I thought I'd let you have the first pick, since you like them so much.

[bolderfell]

[WHAT'S GOOD ABOUT IT, ROSE. Nothing, except for the early-mornng acquisition of goods and valuables. Therion scowls at her and snatches the diamond quickly.]

You really have to stop giving these away so easily.

[lovelikeyou]

[Rose smiles wryly, just for a second.]

They don't mean anything to me.

[bolderfell]

I know. The problem is what they mean to others.

[The jewel goes in his pocketses.]

It didn't happen this time, but people do kill for money, Rose. You can't forget that down here.

[lovelikeyou]

Isn't it better to give them away, then?

[bolderfell]

No. You think you're spreading the wealth, helping people, but for the ones to whom this stuff actually matters? They see you part with it like it's nothing, and what they really feel is jealousy. And resentment.

[For all the bitterness he's projecting, most of it seems to be aimed not at Rose, but elsewhere. He's not even looking at her, but at the shelves of bottles behind him, fingers knotted in his scarf and eyes hard.]