WEEK 1

[strangerpeople]

WEEK 1

[Well, this is...happening. This is a thing. This is your life now. The Commander is expecting you to just up and kill one another, and then try to get away with it. No big deal, right? You guys can handle this. You won't fall for what she has. She's clearly an idiot. A loud idiot, but still an idiot. She's not going to get one over you.

...Right?

In any case, the Commander's quarters are now open for anyone who decides they can actually stand to be in the same room as her, but beware - any favor you might ask of her is going to come at a price, and who knows what she'll ask you to do if you decide to gain a boon from her. Unless you're a suck-up like Baku - then she'll apparently be flattered. Maybe that's a good tactic to use?


Whatever you do, try not to murder the bread again. The Bread Did Nothing Wrong.


There are fifteen strangers in this place.]



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[beguiledcard]

[ There's a pause, and then he walks over and briefly, gently pats his shoulder. He finally manages what he hopes is a more reassuring smile. ]

For what it's worth, this stranger's got your back...

[backuphero]

Thanks, I... likewise.

[He smiles back, and while it's strained, this time it stays.]

Didn't mean to flip my lid, just... God, what the Hell! You know?

[beguiledcard]

[ That actually gets a soft chuckle out of him! ]

I think I do. "God, what the hell!" [ said with an attempt at matching any and all emphasis ] ... Is pretty much exactly how I feel about this entire situation.

[backuphero]

I can't imagine going through this twice.

[The way he brushes his hair back from his face just now - well, flicks his bangs up and back, not really getting them out of the way but for a moment - has the look of a nervous habit.]

Well, no, I can, but... that really does sum it up, then, doesn't it?

[beguiledcard]

[ His brow tenses considerably, and it looks like that's definitely a... thing he doesn't like to think about. ]

Hopefully, all you'll ever have to do is imagine.

[ The smile is weaker now, but still intact. It looks a bit practiced, at best. ]

If my friend was here, he'd be yelling a different version, probably. "What the eff!"

[ And that brief chuckle is a tad bit weak. But... boy is Akira trying right now. ]

But, I guess it's true. We've been resigned to yelling variations of "why" here.

[backuphero]

So... we just have to shoulder it all and keep moving, then?

[This is exhausting. They're both doing the "make-believe the sky is blue/although you know it's gray" routine, and Jonathan's pretty sure he's just as obvious as Akira is with it.]

It's easier to carry something so heavy when you've got other people helping, that's for sure.

[beguiledcard]

[ Yeeeeah... Honestly, it's easier to be convincing in this area when you actually get enough sleep at night, and aren't running on fumes at this point. ]

Exactly. If I'm being honest, I've gotten through worse. But, it was possible because I had people backing me up.

[backuphero]

Well, you've got at least a few of us here willing to do the same thing. It's a start, right?

[beguiledcard]

[ He chuckles softly. ]

You're right. And, as far as I'm concerned, it... means more than any of you could know.