Week 3

[airlockedmods]

[It takes a disturbingly short amount of time for the status quo to be restored. PAL still makes the morning and night time announcements through the PIP on each Champion's arm, and still the Champion unitards are freshly laundered and re-hung each morning in their closets.

There's a new floor to explore, a perverse reward for a trial well done.]

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[ooc: Don't forget to to turn in your AC for week 2 and submit your threads for the Benefactors!]

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[serrata]

... It doesn't always work out that way. But... when it does, I'm glad for it.

... do you feel like you can talk? If not, you can just help me with taking stock of everything in here. But I won't leave you alone. I promise.

[tacomeme]

...

[She told him something, it's only fair. He takes a shaking breath]

I'm... the middle of five siblings. Two elder brothers, a elder sister and a younger sister. But when I was very young my father was killed while attending a peace talk. My second eldest brother, Corrin, was with him at the time, as was my eldest brother Ryoma.

Corrin was... taken. He couldn't have more then... five, at the time? I was a toddler and Sakura was just a baby, so I can't really remember it. We didn't know if King Garon had him killed or something... worse.

Shortly before I woke up here, Corrin... came back. But he grew up in Nohr. He considered Garon his father. He didn't even remember us. I wanted to believe that it would be okay, but...

I remembered, last night. The sword he brought with him, it... exploded. It was a trap. A lot of people died. Including... our mother.

[during his story his hand gripped tighter and tighter on the towels he had been fiddling with, and by the time he finishes he just lays his head on the ruined stack. If not for talking with Nari earlier he wouldn't have managed the entire thing]

[serrata]

[ ... Oh Takumi.

Her stomach drops all the way back to the foyer downstairs. What a thing to wake up to. If it had just been a nightmare that would've been awful enough. But now he knows it's true.

She feels ill at heart and she doesn't know what to say. So in the end, she doesn't say anything. She just takes a step closer and sets her hand on his shoulder.

She's here. You're not alone in this. ]

[tacomeme]

[He tries to smile for her. But he just can't. Instead it looks like a grimace]

I don't... I don't know what to do.

[serrata]

I... I wish I could give you a proper answer. But I can't. There's nothing I can do or say that'll fix this or make it better.

[ She wishes she could. She wishes fixing this was as easy as just saying the right words. ]

I can't... imagine what it must be like to lose all that at once. I'm so, so sorry, Takumi-san.