Week 3

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[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! ))

Comments

Room of Fire

[ebonyknight]

Are you trying to trip yourself?

[Apollo what are you doing and why are you insinuating this.]

[tuskenlancer]

[ Apollo no one invited you.

CT whips her head around, looking at her roommate and deliberately shifting to ensure she's not showing her her back. ]

...What are you talking about?

[ebonyknight]

[She invited herself.

And hey, she wasn't going to shove her! That's un-knightly.]

Just saying this room looks like an accident waiting to happen.

[tuskenlancer]

[ Shove her, stab her in the back and throw her lifeless body into the incinerator. Either way, CT's not giving her a chance. ]

Yeah. It does.

[ She crosses her arms over her chest. ]

What about it?

[ebonyknight]

Nothing more than an observation. Don't look at me like that; such an accident is beneath me.

[Don't think so highly of yourself.]

[tuskenlancer]

[ Not this again. CT rolls her eyes. ]

Well, goodie for you. Congratulations.

[ She raises an eyebrow. ]

Did you want something? You know there's like ten other rooms where you could be, right?

[ebonyknight]

I wanted to look at this room. You just happened to be there.

[She rolls her own eyes but her helmet is still on, so:]

Is that a problem?

[tuskenlancer]

[ CT eyes her for a moment longer, then shrugs, affecting disinterest. ]

Don't let me stop you.

[ She's just gonna be watching you the whole time. Don't let it get to you. ]

[ebonyknight]

[Nuh-huh, she's not falling for it. She glares at CT through her helmet.]

I don't believe you.

[tuskenlancer]

[ CT scoffs in disbelief, raising an eyebrow. ]

Don't believe what? You're the one who decided to come in here.

[ She extends her arm with a flourish, gesturing to the room. ]

You wanna look around, go ahead. Or leave. I don't care.

[ebonyknight]

That you expect me to turn my back to you.

[She crosses her arms.] You leave first.

[tuskenlancer]

[ Are you fucking kidding her right now.

She just stares for a second, jaw dropping, and then laughs, sharp and disbelieving. ]

I was here first.

[ You know. In case she'd forgotten. ]

You don't like it, you leave. You can look around all you want by yourself when I'm done.

[ebonyknight]

Fine.

[Okay, you know what? She backs out of the door because, well. You know what? Agents aren't people you turn your back on.]

I'm leaving.

[tuskenlancer]

Good.

[ She feels a small, petty thrill of victory as Apollo backs away, and stands her ground, determined not to look away until she's gone. ]

Don't let the door hit your ass on the way out.

[ebonyknight]

[Muffled 'swine' in the distance.]