DAY SEVEN

[judgejudy]

DAY 7 Complex Population: ??? It's 8AM, and you wake from that deep, dreamless sleep that enforces curfew as always. There's breakfast available 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. For the more bookish residents, you'll now find a quaint little library open to be perused. Interestingly, none of the books have publishing dates, but for those of you that may know when the more famous books were published, you won't find anything past 1940. Also, anyone taking a stroll by the fountain this morning may notice that once again it's been subject to... something. The water is a darker red today. — 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

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[selfsufficiency]

Love? Ew, of course not!

["Ew," she says, because she doesn't want to kiss Marta, she just wants to kill her. But something about that just seems... wrong, also. There's something she can't quite put her finger on here, and it's bothering her.

She knew they'd all forgotten things, of course, but this is the first time one of her missing memories has really made itself obvious.]

He was helping someone that I absolutely hate. And I had a deal... to fill my end of it, the two of them needed to die.

[But that doesn't sound like the whole story to her.]

[daturah]

For a moment there I was afraid it was something to do with "honor". [For all she knows, it could still be about honor. But eliminating nuisances is something Hitsugi can definitely get behind.]

It doesn't sound like you're a mercenary. I'd have pegged you for one.

[selfsufficiency]

Oh, I'm no mercenary, but I have seen a lot of fighting.

[And that suits her just fine, really.]

And I probably would make a better mercenary than most. ♡

[daturah]

[She's accepted the possibility and proof of different worlds and places to the one she's come from by virtue of being here. "A lot of fighting" places Alice's in a position superficially similar to her world's.]

I will be blunt. I'm just trying to figure out what drives you.

[selfsufficiency]

...what drives me? [Alice tilts her head to one side.] But isn't that obvious?

[daturah]

Please indulge a clueless girl like me.

[selfsufficiency]

Power, of course. That's what's needed to survive no matter where you are.

[daturah]

[She's been around assassins who kill for power, or at least the fleeting rush of it. She imagines it's different with Alice but she decides to not deliberate on that.]

That's rather straightforward.

[selfsufficiency]

And what's the problem with that?

[Alice shrugs.]

There's no point in dressing it up as anything other than what it is. I want to survive, so I'll do everything I can to make sure I have the power to do so. That's all there is to it.

[daturah]

[Hell will freeze over before Hitsugi admits the same, as recently true as it is. Until Chitaru, she's been painfully apathetic to the idea of death, or holding on.

It's different, now.]

Don't die, then. It would be disappointing if that happened after that proclamation.

[selfsufficiency]

Believe me, I'm not planning to.

[watch her turn up dead on friday]

[daturah]

That's the spirit. [shes not exactly derisive. For as long as she can remember, the world has been split to those she's assigned to assassinate, and those she's not. The latter barely held her interest.

But this is close to entertaining her.]

After all, it would be so dull without you here.

[selfsufficiency]

Aww, Hitsu.

[Oh, look, a nickname! ...somehow it doesn't really sound affectionate, though.]

It would be dull without you here too. ♡