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

[power_of_dominance]

Then they'd have even more reason to kill.

[Soma sighs, rubbing his face with a hand.]

I admit, I have a good reason to want the gaps in my memory filled right now, but I'm not resorting to murder to do it. I just... don't want that to change because of what might be happening to me.

[He takes a few deep breaths, feeling vaguely queasy at the thought of ruining whatever good opinion Noctis might have of him. But if a few people know, they can watch out for any shifts in his behavior.]

I think... no, I'm almost positive I'm possessed.

[nightcure]

Yeah. My memories are pretty confusing, but everyone here...

[ He shakes his head. ]

I don't want to kill them.

[ Noctis pauses, digesting that new bit of information. For a while, he just surveys Soma. Maybe if Soma had attacked someone, had tried something really messed up, Noctis would react defensively. He can't say he won't keep an eye on Soma, but he's not gonna do anything rash. ]

Even if you're possessed, you haven't done anything to hurt anyone here. Actually? You've done the opposite.

[ He remembers the way Soma's reacted to people getting hurt. You don't just forget something like that. ]

You're doing just fine. You're trying to be as good as you can, right?

[power_of_dominance]

Yeah, but every death makes it harder to cope. Alec thinking of the one he loves right before he died... it did something to me. Even hearing about what you remembered doesn't just make me sick, it makes something inside me....

[Soma gestures helplessly, trying to think of how best to articulate the frigid storm of bitterness and hatred churning in his heart.]

I... I feel like I want to squeeze the world until everyone gasps an apology for all the wrongs they've committed. It's not like me, Noctis, not at all. I'm afraid of myself. I'm a walking bag of demon souls and it's terrifying, but this hatred I feel isn't mine and that's worse.

[nightcure]

[ He falls quiet. That's definitely a predicament, yeah. He can't say it'll be alright, because he doesn't know for sure. ]

... Make a deal, then. I'll keep an eye on you and if I see something going wrong, I'll do what I can to give you a hand. To chill you out.

[power_of_dominance]

You'd really do that for me?

[Soma goes quiet too, turning the offer over in his thoughts. He doesn't want Noctis to put himself at risk, but the older man probably has a better chance of subduing him than someone like Mozu or Max. He doesn't want to hurt anyone, and if that means trusting Noctis to cool him down, then so be it.]

... thank you. But please don't do anything reckless, either in stopping me or just... in general, you know? I want the rest of us to get out of here alive.