WEEK 1

[strangerpeople]

WEEK 1

[You now know why you're here, Titled. The question now is, is there a way to get out of here without invoking the rules? What will those who brought you here do to get you to kill?

Time will tell.

There are fifteen strangers in this place.]

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[foolishjustice]

[He's quiet for a moment, as though mulling something over.]

Is that why you were so upset yesterday, regarding how quickly my fans turn on me, and how difficult I find it to ignore their opinions?

[theirmagic]

... Yes. I know exactly what it's like. My fans... many of them turned against me. My shows needed more... something. They always wanted more.

... I just wanted to make people smile.

[ She chuckles, but it's mirthless. ]

I lost a lot of things that day. My friend had to erase people's memories. So I disappeared from the public's eye. I knew people would come looking for me, if they traced it back to me. And even then... I had to recover. The damage to my arm was pretty bad.

"Ursula Callistis" is just an alias; the Headmistress at Luna Nova allowed me in understanding my situation, eventually. My actual name is Chariot du Nord. ... All the same, I really do prefer Ursula. I think only Croix has ever called me Chariot.

[foolishjustice]

[He lifts a hand to rest it on her shoulder with a gentle smile.]

Your secret is safe with me, Ursula-san. I'm...certain you're not the only one here with regrets they'd rather others not know about.

[theirmagic]

[ She smiles back. Hmm... that tone... she wonders if he has his own problems. But she won't pry. Not yet, at least. ]

I would certainly appreciate it. To be honest, I've tried to leave that identity behind me. But the injury is something of a constant reminder. I do trust you, though, Goro.

Bleh, wrong icon. Assume previous icon actually...matches brackets description.

[foolishjustice]

Has the water at least helped you a little with the current pain?