theairlock | week 4

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!round 3,
!week 4

week 4

[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! ))

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You're right.

[Even if he hadn't been in that room to see their reactions, he would have known. Everyone here had been plagued by loss. Wasn't it nice to think about having that certain someone back? Especially when all it would take was the deaths of a few strangers.]

Can I trust you, Oda?

...I don't think I'm much more trustworthy than anyone else here.

[He's no one special, and no one so removed from loss that he couldn't be made to act.]

No one would tell you that they intend to kill. But for what it's worth, I don't plan to kill for this.

I know that. [His face seemed to tighten up. Of course he knew that -- Anders had made sure to teach him that much.]

But I need to know I can trust someone to help me keep it from happening. Trust me when I say, I've seen this desperation before. Maybe if we just listen...

[Maybe if he'd just listened...]

If we just listen, we'll be able to reach someone who's hurting before they kill anyone?

...I'll do my best.

[He's not confident. He can't be.]

If you really listen, instead of running your mouth, maybe.

[If you aren't like me, he thought to say, but swallowed the urge. Unable to hold Oda's gaze any longer, Varric looked to the floor and heaved a shoulder.]

Hell, I don't know. We have to hope, right?

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...there isn't much else we can do.

[How he deeply wishes there was.]

We'll hope. And if that doesn't work... we'll do what we have to.

It's been easy enough to vote since we started here. Eventually that's going to stop.

[Alec had been a step in that direction, but at the end of the day, he had still tried to screw them over. Eventually, Varric would have to do what Hawke couldn't. What he couldn't urge her to do.]

The hell are we going to do when someone that everyone here cares about ends up snapping?

...I would hope we'd still keep ourselves alive. Even if we care about them, we don't need to sacrifice ourselves for them. Or sacrifice our other friends.

[No matter how understandable their reasons, or how much we liked them.]

Yeah.

[The dwarf seemed far from contented by the answer. The gist of it was that the fight was out of their hands. There was little Varric could do, save for what he already suggested, to make things right. He had to take it all on faith.

And after waking up on Sunday, it felt as if faith was in short supply.]

When we get out of here, I'm ringing Blaze's neck myself.