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

[tenimuho]

Exactly. I don't think he expected it to end up this way either.

[tokencanadian]

We didn't either, but I suppose it's like you said. [Their adventure into the future was just a whole lot less... voluntary. Pyrrha didn't even like it.]

It would be interesting to be part of a revolution, honestly. Maybe we'll get our chance sometime.

[tenimuho]

I don't think it's something you should hope for, unless the place you're from desperately needs a revolution.

[tokencanadian]

[A shrug.] No, you're probably right. Back home, everything is perfectly fine.

[....Wait,] At least, I thought it was.

[tenimuho]

...We don't know anything for certain yet. Those holograms aren't reliable sources of information.

[tokencanadian]

It still concerns me. That place that was in ruins, swarming with Grimm - it was my home. Beacon Academy.

[Training place of heroes.]

[tenimuho]

I don't mean that you shouldn't be concerned. But you don't have proof that those pictures weren't edited. Don't give up hope just yet.

[tokencanadian]

[She lets out a small sigh, refocusing herself.]

You're right. You're right, and... I shouldn't be surprised that he knows where I used to live too. They seem to know a lot about us.

[tenimuho]

...More than we do, sometimes.

['Mimic', listed on his profile, when he only met the commander in a dream on Saturday night.]

[tokencanadian]

With me I shouldn't be surprised that they know these things about me. I'm... kind of a celebrity where I'm from.

[How many people has she actually told that to?]

[tenimuho]

So it wouldn't be that difficult to gather information...?

I'm not really anyone special.

[Just an ex-assassin and current mafioso. You know. Boring.]

[tokencanadian]

Yes. It seems like everyone back home I met already knew me and what I've done. [She sounds... a bit tired when she says that.]

...Being unknown here is, actually kind of a relaxing change.

[tenimuho]

...I can understand that. Being judged by your reputation before you've even met a person seems like it's tiring.

[Dazai doesn't act like it is, but Dazai also don't show his feelings freely.]

[tokencanadian]

It is. [mmm] I was... blessed with so much talent, and I'm honestly really thankful for it, because it helps me get to where I want to be.

[she's a star athlete, won regional tournaments, been on a cereal box.]

But it also distances me from almost everyone I meet.

[tenimuho]

Abilities are like that, too. The more powerful ones are useful, but they set you apart.

...Dazai, my friend. Besides being the youngest executive in the Port Mafia's history, a genius, ruthless and unpredictable... His Ability, 'No Longer Human', is to nullify the Abilities of anyone he touches.

In an organization like ours, our Abilities are the only advantage we have if it comes to defending ourselves, and no one else trusts Dazai.

So no one touches him. I'm not sure if he's ever been hugged in his life.