PEACE WEEKEND

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[It's your first week here, and you've been offered a fantastic prize for killing someone: an all-expense paid vacation! It's a pretty standard prize as far as reality game shows go.

Unfortunately (or fortunately, depending on how you look at it), this isn't exactly a game show.

It seems that no one has died this weekend, and the deadline for the prize is now expired. There's no announcement from the Overseers to that effect; in fact, none of you have seen either of them since Tuesday. Maybe they'll make a reappearance soon, but for now, it seems that you've got a moment of peace.

Hopefully nothing happens to it.]

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[newcycle]

You don't have to be.

[a pause, and then more firmly:]

You shouldn't be.

[quadjumps]

[ he's leaning his back against the wall, now. ]

... Maybe I like it better that way. You don't know me.

[newcycle]

No... I don't. But even so, I can tell you don't really like it. You're just saying you do.

[she puts a hand on his shoulder]

Try, at least?

[quadjumps]

[ when was the last time someone spoke to him like this? with genuine concern and...

he shudders when she puts a hand on his shoulder, but he's looking at her with a weird mix of confusion and....gratitude? it's hard to say. ]

No promises.