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

[newcycle]

O-Oh... Yeah.

That'd be nice.

Hang on.

[she's gotta force herself up, and to the door. This is not quite as laborious as it was earlier]

[theundertaken]

Okay - heyyy, hey. [He hadn't honestly expected her to come to the door right that minute, he doesn't have any food on him.] What do you want, I've got some breakfast food...?

[newcycle]

[look, she. she needs to get out, even if it looks like it's difficult to go walking]

I-I'll go with you.

Breakfast sounds good.

[theundertaken]

...okay.

[She...seems unsteady, but fine. He'll let her set the pace, not like it's a long walk back to the teleporter anyway.]

I was, uh, gonna head upstairs. There's a real kitchen there.

[newcycle]

[SHE'S TRYING. THAT'S WHAT MATTERS. she places her hand against the wall as she walks.]

A kitchen? Without MRE's? Or... a spitchen?

[look she's trying really hard to pretend she wasn't screaming this morning]

[theundertaken]

[Max snorts, just casually creeping along next to her while trying to look like he's not deliberately walking super slow. This is his normal speed, honest.]

Spitchen. Yeah, no, it's normal. Fresh food and all.

[newcycle]

Fresh food... That sounds really amazing right now.

[yeah she's slow, but she appreciates him not rushing ahead of her.]

... Sorry for walking so slow. I... don't know what's wrong with me.

Or... well, I guess I do. But I also don't.

[theundertaken]

It's fine. You do you. Do you, like...need medicine, or something...?

[Not that there's any around, but. He'd ask Dudely if he had to.]

[newcycle]

[she shakes her head.]

No, I don't even know if medicine would help?

Maybe I can get some water and try healing myself...

[theundertaken]

We can stop, and I'll get some from the kitchen if you want?

[Now he's alarmed, and actively looking her over.]

Are you hurt?

[newcycle]

I don't know. I don't think I am? But then I remembered not being able to walk, and all the pain and heaviness...

[theundertaken]

Oh...oh, is it like, psychosomatic? Maybe you should sit down before we head to the next floor...

[And as they finally reach the cafeteria, he'll start helping her over to a seat.]

I can get you some water if you think it'll help.

[newcycle]

Psycho what?

[water should help, but uh]

You mean there's a term for this?

[she's not crazy?]

[theundertaken]

Oh...yeah, psychosomatic? [He says it slower this time.] It's when...I don't know, like if you think there's something wrong with your arm, it can hurt even though physically it's fine. Like an evil placebo effect.

[......]

That's a thing where they did this study? Sometimes if you give people a pill and tell them it'll make them better, they just get better, even if the pill isn't real. Mindset kinda affects health more than you'd think.

[newcycle]

That... that is such a relief.

I was a little worried that I'd wake up unable to walk and... but that doesn't even make sense.

I know I get better.

[theundertaken]

....if it was something that traumatic, I’m not surprised you’re still fucked up over it.

[Here, let him go fetch a glass of water.]

[newcycle]

[she will wait for him to fetch the water, grateful for the help]

It... Yeah, I've never been hurt that badly before.

I've had part of my soul ripped out, and somehow, this is worse.

[a hollow laugh]

[theundertaken]

[He'll return with the water and...just sort of look at her as he hands it over.]

You've what.

[newcycle]

[she pauses]

... Well...

I haven't really talked about it, outside of my friends back home, and that's because they were there with me.

[theundertaken]

Oh - yeah, no, nevermind. Forget I asked.

[He probably shouldn't have, obviously it'd be sensitive. But how do you not?]

[newcycle]

No! Of course you'd ask. I'm the one who kind of brought it up out of no where.

I don't think I really explained to everyone who Raavaa was, did I?

[theundertaken]

Uh....not really.

[He has never even heard that name before, so.]