DAY THREE

[judgejudy]

DAY 3 Complex Population: 33 It's 8AM, and you wake from that deep, dreamless sleep that enforces curfew as always. There's breakfast avaliable in the cafeteria if you want it, as well as meals from 11AM-12PM and 7PM-8PM, but otherwise? The day is yours. Take your time to explore the complex, relax, and enjoy each others' company, as who knows what the next day has in store? Though as you explore, you may notice that there's a new door unlocked and a new place for you to spend the day. There's a workshop and tinkering lab that you can now access. It includes everything from power tools to more terminals (so no need to crowd around the commissary terminal to chat with Judy anymore). As tempting as all these tools may be, they cannot be removed from the lab. Only completed projects may be taken out of the lab. That said, it seems like someone may have already been here, as there's blood smeared on one of the terminal's keyboards. Also, anyone taking a stroll by the fountain this morning may notice something floating in the water: a boy's severed foot. — This post is for the first day as defined in the schedule. This post is for general mingling and CR buidling, and will not include significant plot interaction. ic rulebook character statuses character profiles private conversations graveyard

Comments

[modissty]

Could something like that be made with items like this...?

[Sakyou, still more reserved than he'd been the first day, has stuck mostly to the outskirts of this place while looking around. Unsurprisingly, like nearly everything else here, he has no idea what like 99% of the items inside are...]

[tearable]

Not sure until we try. Need some uh - copper wire, some sort of battery... [ She tries to think, something to clasp and hold onto the wires and secure the trap. ] A buzzer of some kind... but, I'm not sure what we need is available.

[ Liz feels like she's really really scraping the barrell here, but she looks to him with a concerned glance. ]

How are you holding up?

[modissty]

[Copper wire is about the only thing he 100% gets there, and his expression falls a little. Being so consistently useless is a struggle, honestly.]

I can help you look, if you'd like.

[OR TRY. An effort will be made.]

—And I'm doing better now, thank you.

[tearable]

Among this mess? There's not much you can try and salvage. It'll take a few days of sorting and praying for it to be here.

[ By then? Who knows who would be dead. ]

I have some beef stew in the kitchen, unless someone took it. You're welcome to have some later. [ It was a tiny gesture. She... knows herself that that weight was a heavy one. ] If you want, I mean.

[modissty]

[Glum prospects... He glances around the room again. At least it's good to know that this place doesn't just look like a mess just to his technologically uninformed ass, but actually is one.]

Another method, then...? [Heck if he knows what, though.

But the offer of stew is a kind one, and after looking momentarily surprised, Sakyou offers a small smile.]

...Thank you. I might take you up on that offer when I feel able to eat a little more. [...] Despite the circumstances, many people here are still quite kind.

[Sans the ones hiding among them and picking them off, anyway.]

[tearable]

[ Technically? They're both stupid with technology, the only difference was Elizabeth was able to time travel and learn shit, okay! Don't be so hard on yourself. ]

Gotta think of one first. Still... still working on that.

[ Elizabeth shuts her eyes tightly, as if she feels a migraine coming on. However, when he mentions the kindness, she's opening her eyes with a narrowed focus. ]

Kind is one thing, but you're not trusting anyone, are you?

[modissty]

[Oh time travel, what would we do without you. Besides be as inept as Sakyou is when it comes to things like can openers and modern faucets.]

If I can help, please let me know.

[He feels like it's the least he can do, to lend as much help as he can here. That question earns her a quiet lapse into silence, though, and then a relatively honest and straightforward answer.]

I wouldn't trust anyone to value my life over their own, which sets reasonable boundaries, I think.

[tearable]

I will.

[ Truly, she means it. There's been a limited amount of time for her to brainstorm on how to get out - helpless, she can't come to the conclusion she wants.

As he responds to her comment about trust, she'll nod. ]

Better than most. People need to be wise that the collective may seem to want teamwork and all that comes with it but... the killer is still here. Who knows what their next move would be.

[ Could just be a one-off murder, right? ]

Don't even trust me. [ Just puts that out there. ] I barely do that enough.

[modissty]

[A little nod! And then an even littler smile, but he does find even this warning to be kind. It's a sign of truthfulness, he thinks, though he's not naive enough to believe there's no chance she could be saying it for that exact reason.]

I'll certainly keep that in mind. I have no intention of dying foolishly after taking someone else's life to continue on. That would be far too cruel - too disrespectful. [Even if nothing really tops murder on the disrespect list HE'S TRYING NOT TO ADD MORE. And after a beat, he adds:]

I hope that you'll take care, as well.

[tearable]

I always try to, don't worry.

[ It's reassuring, honestly. If there was anything to look towards, it was that people would keep an eye on the boy, a sympathy. ]

Hopefully, you won't have to do anything like that again. Just - [ She's not the best, but hey, she's friendly enough. ] Just focus on today, right? That's all we can do.

[modissty]

[The first part just gets a little nod of consideration. Then:]

You're right... I'll allow myself to deal with what happened properly once we don't have to worry about it happening again, or to someone else.

[Because that sure isn't an experience he'd want anyone to suffer through, on either end of the proverbial sword.]