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Week 3
[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! ))
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.]
(( 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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[ The cells may be near-soundproofed, but by this time there might be sounds of a struggle noticeable from the outside. CT sure isn't doing anything to keep her voice down. ]
Get the hell off me!
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[You know what? She just needs some stress relief. CT is convenient.]
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[ This is massively unfair, and CT is incensed. Her eyes narrow, and she slams Apollo hard against the bedpost. ]
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[This is a thing that sure is happening.]
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[ Of course she's gonna fight back. There's a few minutes of silent struggle as Apollo presumably wrestles to get away and CT pushes her back. All they need is to strip down to their underwear, maybe bash a few pillows around, and it'd be a straight man's dream come true.
This is nowhere near that playful, though. CT grunts with effort, doing her best to twist Apollo's arm behind her back and end this. ]
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[Alas, this was a true brawl. She's trying to shove CT off her so she can sit up but then she feels her arm twist. Oh hell no.]
Do you think a petty sellsword will defeat me?!
[She's going to try to slam her back into CT, trying to break her grip.]
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You fucking bet I do.
[ She wishes she had her armor right now. One kick to the chest and Apollo would go down and not get back up.
All she has is herself, though, so that'll have to do. She stumbles back a little when Apollo slams into her, then catches herself at the last moment, pushing forward again and twisting the knight's arm painfully. ]
Tap out.
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[If she had her own armor even this wouldn't e happening--but she hisses in pain.]
You won't break it.
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...She won't. If only because she knows that not everyone on the ship feels the same way about Apollo as she does, and she doesn't want to alienate anyone.
She holds on a few seconds longer, just to prove a point, then shoves away hard. ]
Don't fucking touch me.
[ If Apollo attacks, she won't hesitate to fight back. Otherwise, she's just gonna stomp out of the room and get as far away as she can. ]
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