WEEK 1

[bathymetric]

Well, you've now met the brains of the operation, as well as the shockingly nice-looking young lady in charge of day-to-day business. Now all that's left is to get used to your accommodations - there's 24 other people in similar shoes to yours to meet in this building, you know! And who knows how much longer you might have them...

The daily routine in the facility quickly becomes obvious - the only way to tell time moment to moment is to check the strange device The Professor gave you, but at the same time every day the lights in and out of the facility go up, and at the same time every night they go down. Otherwise, it's almost maddening sometimes, how little happens in here. At least you have a few rooms with enough to hopefully keep you occupied. Who knows what secrets they might hold? And there's always that vending machine, if you can find something that fits in the coin slot...





MONDAY | TUESDAY | WEDNESDAY | THURSDAY
FRIDAY | SATURDAY

[ ooc: Welcome to Peace Week! Enjoy it while it lasts. Remember, office hours for The Professor's Assistant are over here if you're interested, while regains can be deposited over here! ]

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[onefuture]

[Lif listens calmly to Aela as she speaks, and his look doesn't leave hers as he mulls over what to say. He doesn't seem to react much to the statement at all, but when he does speak up...]

It's as if a part of you has been taken, isn't it? People get so used to having certain places and people in their lives...that when they're taken, or if they themselves are taken from all of that, it's as if they've lost all they know and have to transverse everything blind.

[...Or maybe that's just him projecting a bit. It's probably at least half that, but...Lif's look goes elsewhere, a little distant.]

It's not bad, you know. To miss them, but to not wish them to be here. It's all the more reason to hope that we can get back unscathed.

[shieldsister]

Yes. That's exactly it.

[Even though she always gets restless when she ends up staying in Jorrvaskr for too long, it's home. Being away from it - when she doesn't have a choice in the matter - is... difficult. More difficult than she ever would have imagined. Even though the longer hunting trips she took with Skjor would take her away from Jorrvaskr for far longer than a mere week, it was nothing like this.]

Of course. Leaving my shield-brothers alone for too long is only going to end poorly. The Harbinger can't keep them all in line by herself for long.

[You know, assuming she doesn't wander off to go do a million other quests, but that's not the point.]

Thank you, Lif. I suppose I needed to hear that.

[onefuture]

[The...Harbinger...

...You know what, if you trust someone who calls herself that, either she's actually decent or secretly plotting your demise, and he's not sure which.]

Hopefully she can. You deserve to go home to everything in proper order.

[He'll turn back to her, with...well, a pleased look.]

I've never been one for comforting words. [lif that's a fucking lie] But...I am glad to have been able to assist.

[shieldsister]

[all of her titles are vaguely menacing, that one is somehow the least noteworthy.]

Comforting words aren't what I need to hear.

[Aela's one of those people who doesn't react well to being comforted anyway. Don't worry, Lif, you did good.]

Let's see this through to the end, shall we? I look forward to seeing you return to your home as well.

[onefuture]

[See, that's what he likes to hear. Even if the reminder of home is painful, even slightly, though it doesn't show on his face, it reignites something of a fire in Lif. There's almost something of a smirk in his expression, something confident and cocksure.]

Yes, let's. Even if we have to crawl our way out of this prison, let's get out of here alive and well.

[shieldsister]

Of course. I expect nothing less from you. Don't let me down.

[It's absolutely a challenge.]