Week 3

[airlockedmods]

[Four people dead now - six, if you include the crew. Things have been a little rough on the Starfield Penitentiary this week. Blaze Dudely doesn't make a public reappearance during the weekend, so you've got a few days to yourselves to recover, though he's probably still sticking to his office hours if you really feel like going to see him. On Sunday morning, you may find that you're recovering a a few other things as well - both strange dreams and some new items.

In addition, there's a new set of doors at the end of the corridor, by that empty space where you'd been having your fight club. Looks like you've got a new wing to explore.]



Sunday | Monday | Tuesday | Wednesday | Thursday

(( ooc: Don't forget to turn in your AC for Week 2, submit your memory regains, and put in your benefactor threads! ))

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[power_of_dominance]

[He searches her face for a while, taking in what emotions he can see in her eyes and the set of her jaw. Finally he nods.]

Okay. There's some stuff we need to talk about first, but not here. Somewhere private. I think we both have things to share.

[induality]

[That throws Fukawa off, but... after she just asked for his help she can't really deny him that. She nods.]

A-alright. Where?

[power_of_dominance]

My cell? Since I'm... the only one there, now.

[Damn it, Shirou. You just had to be a hero, didn't you? Looking at the empty cot hurts Soma's heart every time. They'd only started to get to know each other, and now....]

We can keep the door open if you feel more comfortable, but it might help to give us some privacy.

[induality]

[His...




oh. O h.]

T-That's! [Oh my god too loud--] I-I mean. It's... f-fine.

[J e s u s.]

[power_of_dominance]

[Mind out of the gutter, Toko. If he has a sex drive, he hasn't found it yet.]

Okay. If you're not doing anything else right now, come with me.

[So if she's ready, he'll lead her back to his cell and sit on the edge of his cot. She can sit on Shirou's if she needs space.]

[induality]

A-Alright...

[Fukawa follows, always at least two steps behind him, until they reach his cell. Once inside, she does take a seat on Shirou's bed, twiddling her thumbs. What did he want to talk about? Not knowing is just making her more anxious.]

[power_of_dominance]

[Soma knows she's anxious-- when is she not?-- and so he keeps his tone and expression gentle. It's not difficult, he likes her and the last thing he wants to do is freak her out more.]

It's about what happened at fight club. You were different... the way you moved, the way you talked. I was afraid you'd had a nervous breakdown.

[He sighs softly.]

If you don't want to talk about it, I understand. But at least tell me if you're okay now?