WEEK 3

[strangerpeople]

WEEK 3



[The week begins as last week began. But there's is a great difference-murder. It has happened. Blood has been drawn; it cannot be undone. The Game has made itself known. The Game is paramount. The Game simply is.

As morning dawns, those who were not present with the DEAD lock will find that the doors that were locked are now gone-and a whole new area has finally opened up to them. They will also find that they remember something they had not been able to recall beforehand. The question is, was it worth it?

And-is it you, or is the ship getting...colder as the hours go by? No, it's not just you. By the end of Sunday, the ship has started to dip into freezing temperatures. It might be difficult for people to bundle up-unless you're Brain, who will find his closet inundated with winter clothing that fit him perfectly.

Yup. This is going to be a long week, as if last week wasn't bad enough.



There are currently 16 strangers in this place.]

Comments

[somuchshipping]

Whaaaaaat? There's no good reason to put us all in suspense and not finish the story!

[autonomousthought]

[She flinches-]

I... He must have. I- I think all of them must have been.

[hatesdeerstalkers]

[Regardless of the rude intrusion, he'd listened to the account.

And, despite the...man's?...foibles, it sounded as if he were a truly good teacher, in the ways a teacher should be. The mission to kill him...well, considering the description, he's not surprised, especially if he'd made himself known to the world at large. The 'being weak' though...there was something more going on there.

But, after a moment, that's not what he's focusing on the most.

The pauses - even if there are no tears, it's obvious what she is going through.

So, despite the rotting body...Moriarty places a hand on her shoulder, in whatever small comfort he can offer.]

I think I understand, Miss Ritsu.

This Korosensei...he sounded like one of the few that deserved to be teachers, those rare souls that can lift up the ones they are meant to teach - and guide them to the correct paths.

But he didn't have long, did he? Given your reaction to my comment about enjoying my time, no matter how brief.

[...]

For what it is worth, I wish I could have met him. I may no longer be a professor, but I recognize those who excel at the profession, no matter what they may be.

[autonomousthought]

[She puts a hand on the one on her shoulder - clinging, just a little bit. She doesn't know how to weather this storm.]

He was. It wasn't just us, either... He'd teach everyone he met something. And, he set the rest of the school free...they'll have to adjust, but they'll be better for it...

[She takes another shaky breath. How long Korosensei had...hours, at the most? But...]

The last...thing I remember, before I woke up here, he was still alive. But he was fighting. But overwhelmed, they were moving at mach forty, and...and they started attacking the students. Kayano-chan was... Blood must have covered my camera...

A-Alastor received Sensei's tie, from the person in the corner. He wouldn't- he never took that off...

[superstylishsquid]

[That...there's something about hearing such a dangerous, inhuman creature spoken of so...utterly fondly that tugs at him. But he doesn't have time to think about that, instead moving to put a hand on Ritsu's shoulder.]

That doesn't necessarily guarantee anything, but...sorry you have to worry about something like that.

[hatesdeerstalkers]

[Ah...how awful to hear. And how it must have affected Korosensei himself, seeing his students fall before him, before he, too...

He squeezes her shoulder, gently, though he's not quite sure she can feel it due to the state of the body she's in.]

My condolences, my dear. Such a thing...how awful for you, and everyone involved.