week 4

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[Four weeks in the Starfield Penitentiary and seven people have lost their lives to Blaze Dudely's cruel game. At some point the robots cleaned up the mess left behind and by Sunday the involved rooms (including the fridge) are all clean and free of blood. In fact there's no sign left of any of the deaths that have happened on the ship so far by at least the next day. The only physical signs that people are gone are the empty beds.

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, in the space between the infirmary and the exercise yard. 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 3, submit your memory regains, and put in your benefactor threads! ))

Comments

[helladoptera]

[ Too bad she's gotten back some of her endgame development and CARES ABOUT MAKING OTHER PEOPLE HAPPY!!! She puts an arm on his shoulder, or at least his upper arm. ]

You... want to talk about it?

[nightcure]

[ He can count on about one hand the people who he would be willing to talk to about this.

Max is one of them. ]

... Yeah.

It's pretty bad though.

[helladoptera]

... Memory, huh?

[ She can guess, after her own. ]

[nightcure]

Yeah.

[ He takes a seat right in the hallway, back against the wall. ]

Worse than last week.

[helladoptera]

[ She'll sit down next to him. ]

Worse than... what happened?

[nightcure]

... Yeah. This time, there was no way--

[ He clenches his fist hard. ]

There's no way she survived.

[helladoptera]

She...

[ Oh no. ]

... Luna?

[nightcure]

He killed her, Max. She didn't-- do a damn thing to him, and Ardyn killed her!

[ His voice breaks-- shatters, really, at the end. ]

[helladoptera]

He...

[ She has no sure idea how to respond. Not to this. Not on the best of days, and certainly not today, but...

[□] "I'm so sorry."
[o] "Fuck that guy." ]

Noctis, I'm... I'm so sorry.

[ She hugs him, if he'll allow it.

... the "Fuck that guy" is implied. ]

[nightcure]

[ He accepts the hug readily. Actually he kind of... clings. A little. He remembers Gladio yelling at him for moping but..

Gladio isn't here. So he allows himself to lean on Max. ]

... Least I know now why I wanted to kill him.

[ It's said between teeth clenched so tight his jaw aches. ]

[helladoptera]

[ HUG! THAT! DAD-SLASH-BROTHER ON ACCOUNT OF TIME SHIT! ]

I... I don't blame you.

[ It's said just a liiiiittle distantly, thinking back to a confrontation in a school restroom. Would she... she doesn't want Nathan Prescott dead, does she? Or Mark Jefferson? ]

[nightcure]

[ GIVE HIM ALL THE HUGS!!!! ]

... You okay?

[ Even though he's suffering, he takes note of the distance. And that's one thing he doesn't want to do: upset anyone. He might be angry, he might be exhausted and sadder than he's ever felt, but that hasn't changed. ]

[helladoptera]

It's...

[ She sighs. ]

My memory was... strange. Sorry.

[nightcure]

[ He gives her a little squeeze. ]

... You wanna talk about it?

[ Since she's been there for him, he wants to return the favor. ]

[helladoptera]

Um...

[ She searches for... how to possibly describe it. ]

So first off, turns out I can time travel? I don't know why, but I can. And my... best friend, Chloe, I used it to save her. That's kind of... the background information here. Deep Max lore.

[nightcure]

[ Whoa. ]

... Whoa. [ Yeah. ] There's no reason? You can just do it?

[ What the heckie. ]

[helladoptera]

I... I saw Chloe get shot, and I raised my right hand, and...

[ She demonstrates, then frowns when the headache hits since she accidentally... focused hard enough to try it. ]

I was back in class before anything happened. And I was able to save her. But then...

[ She looks down. ]

Something happened. A lot of things. Mister Jefferson did something bad, but I don't know what, and I... I think I somehow broke time.

[nightcure]

[ ... oh god. Noctis frowns. It's one thing to figure out you can just time travel. It's another to see your best friend get shot.

It makes him angry, because Max is obviously upset. ]

You were that desperate to help? [ he.... kinda knows the feeling. ] ... I'm sorry, Max.

[helladoptera]

[ She nods. ]

I... a lot of things happened. I don't understand a lot of them, but... all of reality got fucked up, like a nightmare but I wasn't asleep, I ran into another version of me, and... I'm missing more things, I know I am.

[ She deflates a little, and sighs. ]

Like I said. Weird.

[nightcure]

... Hey. We'll fill in the blanks together.

[ like, why does ardyn keep fucking with him? he doesn't know and he can't begin to explain why. ]

Confusing and weird as things are, at least we've got each other.

[ ... ]

This Jefferson guy sounds like an ass.

[helladoptera]

I... he always seemed like a nice teacher, I don't get it. But then he was... when things started breaking, he was talking about "the dark room" and... and killing Chloe. Or something like that. It didn't make any sense.

[ She sighs. ]

Guess we both have assholes to deal with.

[nightcure]

... Yeah. Sometimes people don't show their true colors until your guard's down.

[ who the fuck is this jefferson guy exactly. he wants to kick his ass. ]

Did he hurt you? Or Chloe?

[helladoptera]

Not... that I remember. But I know he did something that... something hella awful.

[ whatmakesyouhaha.mp3 ]

[nightcure]

We don't have to talk about that guy anymore.

[ he ruffles her hair a little bit. ]

Not if it's upsetting you.

[helladoptera]

[ She nods. ]

Talking about something else sounds good. It would probably help both of us, huh?