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

[ebonyknight]

[That gets a huff. At least she let Pyyrha go.]

Perhaps. I was distracted in my thoughts otherwise I would have heard you.

[tokencanadian]

You're distracted too?

[Apollo is at least one of the people Pyrrha can imply to that she's having problems.

She lowers herself to sit beside her.]

Was it a bad dream?

[ebonyknight]

Mm.

[She'll just move her cape a little so Pyyrha doesn't sit on it. It may be fake fur now but still. She didn't want to bowl her over when she stood up later.]

I suppose it was less confusing than my last vision. Yet. [That spider. The way the Prime Minister, formerly so cunning and cruel, was reduced to a roaring wreck who would pull herself off the ground to only be cut down over and over.] For a moment it was as if I was staring in a mirror.

[tokencanadian]

[Yes, thank you, Apollo. Pyrrha does take a seat right there, careful of the older woman's cape.]

You mean... it was like you were looking at yourself? You saw something you were doing?

[ebonyknight]

Not quite.

[That would have been strange but easier to take, she thinks. She pauses.]

I was fighting an enemy that wouldn't give up. She physically couldn't anymore. Even if you killed her she would drag herself back to fight.

[tokencanadian]

That's... [impossible? Unbelievable? But she'd had some terrible dreams before.]

Was... were you finally able to defeat her?

[ebonyknight]

I don't know. [She shook her head.] I was only a distraction, at any rate. To distract Freesia while the others looked for the Primal Beast Akasha. Akasha's ability to rewrite the future would be the only way to stop Freesia for good.

She wasn't the enemy I once knew.

[tokencanadian]

There's a primal beast capable of rewriting the future? [Science is a wonderful thing, isn't it.] That's incredible.

[ebonyknight]

And the past. I had only thought it existed in stories. A legend. [There was hesitation in her voice.] Akasha was developed as a last resort weapon. In the hands of a woman like Freesia it would be too dangerous.

[tokencanadian]

In the hands of anyone, it could be too dangerous! So, was it ever destroyed, or did you manage to control it?

[ebonyknight]

I don't know.

[tokencanadian]

You can't remember? [A sad, but common thing around these parts.]

[ebonyknight]

I don't remember anything beyond staying behind to fight Freesia. [Someone had to do it and she didn't need a crew to fight her.]]