WEEK 3

[strangerpeople]

WEEK 3

[Well. Good morning, Strangers. When you wake up, you will realize two things.

The first is that something has changed with your memories. One of them is different from when you recall it being before. Clearer, more coherent, more...correct, somehow.

Could it have been an effect of what happened with the trial? You don't know. What you do know is that the staircase outside of the bedrooms has also changed-the way is no longer blocked. There is a new floor above to explore, now.

What do you do, now? Will you eat anything that had been offered by the Stewards, if you'd managed to snag some of it during the trial? Will you continue to dive into the mystery of this place? And if you do-how much more will it cost you?

There is, unfortunately, only one way to find out.


There are twelve strangers in this place.]

((OoC: Please remember to do activity check!))

Comments

[relieable]

[a good point]

I... didn't know she was wearin' clothes.

[that's a lame excuse, and he knows it. he could have tried to cut her fur, or something, but he was so focused on Krone wanting to hide her arms]

[joinhands]

I'm sorry, I spoke too narrowly and confused you!

["Sorry" is clearly just a metrical interjection in this context.]

Why not search her. A scratch on her back. We were facing each other head-on in our manacles, after all. On her scalp under the hair we'd confirmed she had. Anything.

[relieable]

[hoo boy. he is nervous again, but he's trying to keep his cool]

...You're right. My bad. I could've searched her, too.

[they weren't standing anywhere near each other but that's not a good enough excuse]

[joinhands]

[Hence the use of the word "clamor to strip"! She's been very careful! This is really one of those conversations you practice in the shower except god in this place they don't have showers. She misses showers. It's not like she can ask Emma even if they talked a little more lately.]

Okay! That's all I wanted to know~

[She puts out her hand. Handshake. Do It]

[relieable]

[at least they can agree on missing showers...

he feels bad again, but not enough that he wants to run away and hide. he only wishes that he could do better. next time, maybe. though, hopefully there isn't a next time.

for now, he'll shake her hand]