Week 3

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Week 3

[Two weeks in, and all at once four people are dead. Chitose, Miki, Lucina, and Tsurugi - whatever the circumstances, however any of you may feel, their rooms are just as empty at the end of the week. If you check your P.I.P.s, you'll find that their pictures on the profile page have gone monochrome.

C.E.C.E.'s morning announcement comes like clockwork on Sunday. This time, though, there's an addendum to her usual message:]

Congratulations, Champions! By surviving your first trial, you have unlocked the second floor of the ship. A new mini map has been added to your P.I.P.! To access the second floor please stand on the teleporter and select the floor you wish to be teleported to.

[In addition to the new floor, the Champions will find that they've gained another memory this week.]


Sunday | Monday | Tuesday | Wednesday | Thursday



(( Welcome to Week 3! Don't forget to check in and submit your memory regains! Turn in your benefactor threads for sweet loot, too! ))

Comments

[photoshooter]

No--no, you didn't do anything wrong. I--I, I just. It's nothing.

[He totters over to his bed and sits heavily, half turned-away from her, covering his face in shame.]

[in4apounding]

If your sure.

[It didn't sound like nothing, bro. But she follows him into his room.]

...I miss Lucina.

[photoshooter]

[The shift in topic brings a hurt whine out of him. Grief on top of horror on top of pain.]

...Me--me too.

[And Miki, and Chloe. Tsurugi and Chitose, too; he wasn't close, but knowing they're gone is something terrible. But Lucina. Lucina was something special, the start of something new and totally different, something tender and soft and wondrous budding between them.

Something someone like him should never have had the opportunity to see.]

Sh-she was a good... [He has to swallow around the planet-sized lump in his throat before he can continue.] ...A good friend.

[in4apounding]

[What was that, Prompto, "please hug me?" Because that's what Penny heard.]

She was- one of the best- I'm so sorry.

[photoshooter]

Me t-t-too...

[Welp, if it wasn't time for a hug, it sure is now. Prompto holds onto Penny like they're both each other's life preservers on a stormy sea, flotsam in the wreckage of last week.]

S-sorry I wasn't at... at the wake... I couldn't...

[in4apounding]

It's not your fault, that was. That was just awful.

[Yeah this hug isn't ending any time soon.]

...I was in her room, earlier. There were some clothes? It had a patch that said 'Lucis' on it, are they yours?

[photoshooter]

Wha...?

[A patch that says 'Lucis' on it--he starts to say no, that can't be his, he's not a Lucian, he's not even--but then he remembers. His Crownsguard fatigues, he and Noct put so many patches on the jacket it was more patch than jacket--

And it can't be anyone else's. No one else here, anyway.]

...The clothes, were they black? W-with no sleeves?

[in4apounding]

[She nods quietly.]

And a lot more patches, but that one seemed important.

[photoshooter]

[He closes his eyes and swallows.]

Those are mine.

[A lifetime ago, he'd been so nervous, so excited, so proud...]

Lucie had them...?

[in4apounding]

Yeah. They- must have come up through the dumbwaiter.

[photoshooter]

Y-yeah...

[Was she even still alive by the time they came up?]

I guess... I should go get them. Sooner or later.