week 8

[vicedirector]

seven vices week 8 21 players remaining ♫ monday - thursday Monday morning begins just like the rest, slow and uneasy. At 12pm, every television will go off with its usual bout of static, followed by Katerina's calm, albeit disinterested, voice. "Please gather in the hotel lobby within the next hour." That's all that it says before the televisions turn off. Anyone not in their rooms will hear the voice echoing around them as if through a speaker system, although there are (still) no speakers present. After hearing the motive, characters who choose to explore will find that the void around the town has retracted a bit, and there is now boathouse and lake up North Anyone looking for them will also find that Alisha's spear and Sadie's earmuffs are now gone. >Mingle? This is Week 8's mingle log, covering Monday/Tuesday/Wednesday/Thursday. Investigations will go up on Friday. When posting toplevels, specify the time and location. If you plan on having any private conversations between characters, remember to let us know in the post linked below. More plot elements will be introduced this week. Mod comments will be occasionally distributed to open toplevels, accordingly. cast setting rulebook profiles private conversations

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Thursday lake

[okuri]

[ For most of the week Yoite has kept to himself. The trial was still too fresh in his mind, especially the last words Charlotte had spoken to him. For days he had argued with himself on whether he really cared, even if it was obvious to him that he did-- it was just too hard to admit.

By Thursday morning he finds himself with a new resolve, and he feels just a bit better. There were too many bonds he had developed here, too many attachments, but it was too late now to turn back. Even if he thought she wouldn't see it, he feels like he should make an effort for her.

He walks upon Dhaos at the lake which isn't too surprising-- it was where he had spent most of his time this week, so they were bound to run into each other at some point.]

Good morning. There's a lot of weapons here now. [ In general, in Lebensbaum he means. Aside from the individual skills they all possessed too.

It's probably real obvious to Dhaos, but today Yoite is wearing that pair of pink gloves he had in his dresser. They're a stark contrast to everything else he's wearing, but it's about making a point (and what did he know about fashion anyway?).]

[dhaosu]

Good morning. Unfortunately there is. As time goes on there is bound to be more. Once G--hm.

[ Dhaos turns to face Yoite with a calm, level expression. Then he folds his arms... and his eyes notice the pink gloves. ]

Is there any reason in particular you decided to wear those rather than the usual....?

[ Usually he wouldn't comment on someone's piece of clothing in particular. But for Yoite, nuances for the male were important. ]

[okuri]

[ He tilts his head slightly before he responds, like he's debating how to answer.]

Charlotte gave them to me. [ And he wouldn't forget her, he couldn't even if he tried.]

[dhaosu]

Charlotte...

[ That blasted human who killed off Gilbert and Alisha. He closes his eyes for a bit, thinking it calmly through. Even though it was now Thursday, the remembrance of that trial causing chaos even before it started was fresh in his mind.

He wished that Yoite didn't like her so much. But, he could understand on one hand why this would be so. ]

Where did she even pick those out? From her own wardrobe or the general store?

[okuri]

[Nods.]

The clothing store. We met there a few times. She liked bright things. [ And he hated them, yet here he was wearing the gloves she had given to him. He fiddles with the gloves a bit as he talks.]

[dhaosu]

I see.

[ ... ]

... Why do you like her, Yoite? Even after everything that has occurred?

[okuri]

[ It's the very same question he's asked himself all week, but luckily by now he actually has a proper answer.]

She reminded me of someone. Someone who's very important to me. Miharu and Charlotte they both... are consumed by indifference. [ They had never talked about it so plainly, but it was a feeling he had the more they interacted. Their mannerisms and likes were completely different too, yet there was still that single shared thread that he couldn't ignore (even though he had tried to do so).]

I'm dead already, I know I am. Every day Kira consumes more of my life. But they're both more dead than even I am. [ He sighs.] One of the reasons I need to get back is because no one else can keep him from drowning...

[dhaosu]

[ Humans... baffle him sometimes?

Now he has this image of Miharu being a serial killer, like Charlotte. Although, he reminds himself that is probably not what Yoite meant. ]

Pardon my asking. However...Drowning from what, exactly? "Being dead"...?

[ He is legitamately curious about this, since. Well. He already knows about the Kira thing and wants to beat whoever introduced the concept to him, but it's whatever. ]

[okuri]

I didn't know her as well as I know Miharu. [ Far from it, he just couldn't ignore the parallels.]

But he lives a life where he acts indifferent to everyone, and everything. A life where he's dead inside, or at least that's how he acts.

...I know what that feels like. [ Because it's the same thing he tried to do to himself-- to kill himself both emotionally and physically.] It's a painful way to live.

[ And ultimately, Yoite couldn't stand anyone else living that way.]

[dhaosu]

... It is. I cannot ever imagine myself living as if indifferent to everything.

[ Maybe 'feeling' dead inside, he knows, and acting 'dead inside'. But a life where one could care less about life in its totality? An impossibility, even for him, at his worst. ]

So this is why. At least, I believe I do have an understanding, and I thank you for elaborating on this.

[okuri]

You're welcome. [ A beat.] She told me she wanted me to survive this place. [ And he couldn't believe himself that she had said that.]