WEEK 5

[bathymetric]

That's three murders now - and this last trial got more than slightly out of hand. It looks like you might be in for another tough week... or at least, maybe that's just the refusal of this place to change too much. You lose Saturday again, but maybe six-day weeks are starting to feel normal by now. Who knows? The cycle of day and night continues apace, changing so little.

Speaking of change, though, there's a new area to look through, the biggest and most complex yet. And the end of one wing of the facility, from the looks of it - though you can probably guess where more areas might start to open up.

And speaking of opening up (segues!), this week if you're out particularly late, you might sometimes see Angel out and about! So hey, maybe change is on the horizon.

Just gotta hope it's a change for the better, don't you?



SUNDAY | MONDAY | TUESDAY | WEDNESDAY | THURSDAY

[ ooc: Welcome to Week 5! 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! Or, if you want Angel to come to you, that's now an option! Simply put a prompt after lights-out into your toplevel and indicate you want Angel in the subject line, same as investigations! ]

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[fivestagegod]

Maybe it wouldn't. I don't know.

[He shrugs.]

I've never had a hard time with voting. It's just something we have to do, to make all of this feel like it's our fault. I don't believe that it is, so I don't have a problem with it.

[nothingcanstop]

I know I have to do it. That's never a problem, I... I know, it's not a choice. I just wouldn't really like doing it. I never do, but. You know. I hadn't talked with Zelos, Alice, or Lif half as much.

[fivestagegod]

Oh.

[It kind of takes him a moment to find a response that isn't just that; it's not really something he seems to know what to do with, and if he's honest he'd be fine with dealing with this by not dealing with it at all, but...]

You know how I am about this sort of thing, I'm not...really good at it.

[nothingcanstop]

[ Well, you know, she's the one who decided to do this here, outside a hall of her worst nightmare. ]

I know. You don't really have to do anything with it, just... I'd rather be honest about that sort of thing. When you don't talk to anyone but your own video recordings for ten years, you learn to appreciate the little things. Like telling people you appreciate their company.

[fivestagegod]

Yeah. Yeah, I guess so.

[...]

I'm kind of coming in off the opposite problem, I guess. You don't really tell anyone stuff like that if you can help it, because every connection you have is something that can be used against you somehow. Someone's going to overhear it, and someone's going to exploit it.

I'm not trying to say I don't appreciate it. I'm just. Bad at it.

[nothingcanstop]

[ She raises her hands and waves them back and forth a bit. ]

It's cool, swear. Everyone's got...different ways of coping here. Or, coping in general. You're not running away, so that's what I can consider a victory.

[fivestagegod]

Don't worry, it's not like I feel too bad about it or anything.

[...IF WE HAVE NOT REALIZED THAT HIS CAPACITY FOR EMPATHY IS NOT EXACTLY GREAT BY NOW...]

I'm not planning on running off anytime soon, though. I can promise that much.

[nothingcanstop]

[ Honestly at the very least she snorts out something like a laugh and flourishes one hand in a sort of elaborate bow. ]

It's the little things. Look at it this way, you've got a leg up on Therion like that.

[fivestagegod]

...Della, Therion told me that he doesn't think I'm weirder than anyone else. Even you acknowledge I'm weirder than a lot of people, you're just nice about it.

Therion is not the best gauge of acceptable reactions to things, is what I'm saying.

[nothingcanstop]

Yeeeaahh, you know, I realize this now, that maybe, maybe, the direct route was not quite the one to go, with him.

[fivestagegod]

Depends on what we're being direct about. Just in general? It's probably fine. Feelings, absolutely not.

[nothingcanstop]

Feelings. It was feelings. It was a poor decision. I was a little fried Fri...yesterday. Yesterfriday. Ech, I am not gonna get used to that.

[fivestagegod]

None of us were at our best on Friday, if it's any consolation.

[nothingcanstop]

There was once a time Fridays were party days, not the time of existentially facing your mortality.