Week 4

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Week 4

[The Champions have had their first deliberate murders this week, and just like that, Prompto and Lunafreya are gone. Slaine followed them shortly after, however most people may feel about that.

This time, C.E.C.E.'s addition to the morning announcement probably doesn't come as much of a surprise:]

Congratulations, Champions! By surviving your second trial, you have unlocked the third 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 4! Don't forget to check in and submit your memory regains! Turn in your benefactor threads for sweet loot, too! ))

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[unhappylittletrees]

[On Wednesday morning Jamie is up and out of his room surprisingly early for him and not just because yesterday's motive left him restless and anxious. If anyone spies him in the hallway he looks suspiciously flustered and holding something wrapped in a pillowcase while he hurries his way to room 15.

After that little event, he's in the cafeteria at the art therapy wall to admire everyone's additions. He's even snagged a chair to stand on to start adding a tall, slightly leaning cherry blossom tree on the more blank side of the wall. Ah, art.

Later, between Yuri's performance and Kara's, he's in the media room with some quickly whipped up snacks and drinks all set up for an impromptu movie night late afternoon. He looks like he's in good spirits or at least trying to be despite everything. The movie he has queued up at least looks like a good time. But a keen observer will notice that he's mistakenly set up more than 16 seats with snacks and drinks.

Later in the night, shortly before night time, Jamie is in the holodeck. The scene around him is a gorgeous waterside park. Jamie's sitting under one of the trees with a sketchbook in his lap and a look of intense concentration on his face, like he's trying to draw something purely from memory but can't quite get it right.]

CLOTHE HE,

[dejabrew]

[Bolton's surprised that someone's up at the same time as him, opening the door to see...Jamie?]

You're up early. What's the rush?

[unhappylittletrees]

[Jamie looks oddly flustered when Bolton opens and door and he opens his mouth to try and say something but quickly thinks better of it and snaps his jaw shut before shoving the pillowcase at Bolton.]

This was in my dumbwaiter this morning and I'm pretty sure you're the only one it could belong to and I'm sorry because it seems kind of personal and I thought you should have it backandIreallylikeyourbuttonsbye!

[Vyoom, there he go down the hallway toward the cafeteria.]

[dejabrew]

[...Well ok, that happened.

A few minutes later, once Jamie's had just enough time for his face to not be bright red, Bolton shows up in the cafeteria and makes them both a cup of coffee. He's wearing the suit that he got in the dumbwaiter, but when he sets the coffee down and sits across from Jamie, there's the unusual sound of something thin and metal skittering across the table.

It's a button that says 'AVENGE OSCAR WILDE' in curly art deco font.]

[unhappylittletrees]

[By this point he's had a good long non-verbal conversation with Max and has somewhat??? calmed down.

He takes the coffee unquestioningly at first, a little confused, before it clicks who is sitting across from him and he starts going red all over again.]

Uh. Hiii.

[dejabrew]

[Bolton hides a smile behind his own cup of coffee.]

I hope you of all people haven't changed your opinion of me...

[unhappylittletrees]

I- um- [He takes a very slow, self-conscious sip of his coffee. Goddamn this is good coffee.] N...o... [He picks up the button and reads it, a smile threatening to creep across his face behind his coffee cup.] If yours hasn't changed after I made an embarrassment of myself this morning.

[dejabrew]

What if I thought it was endearing?

[unhappylittletrees]

...Really?

[dejabrew]

Well yeah, I mean this is not what I looked like when I was wearing it; I can't blame you for being turned off by the mental image of me in it now.

[unhappylittletrees]

What? No! It wasn't that! You're- [Severely attractive in that suit.] I...was just surprised. You don't come off as the nazi punching punk type.

[Which is also Very Attractive.]

[dejabrew]

[Puts on his best Off My Lawn voice] Well, sonny, the year was 1982...

[And, normal, now that he's hopefully made Jamie laugh.] All punks are nazi-punching punks. If anyone says otherwise they're not a real punk.

I...could teach you how to throw a punch, if you want?

Art wall

[le_mat]

[akira sees Jamie and zooms right over as soon as he sees no one around.

And from right behind him:]

So, how'd it go~?

[unhappylittletrees]

Ahhh-! [Jamie jumps a little, grabbing the back of his chair to keep from falling off.] How did what go?

[le_mat]

[like a cat that just knocked everything off a counter, akira doesn't seem at all concerned that he almost did a murder. Instead he strolls to the art wall, pondering it. ]

You know, your cherry pie and coffee date. You're art is all over this thing, you practically signed it. I'm not AS sure I'm who your beau was buuut...

[he taps the little coffee doodle that's slightly more technically skilled]

I wonder if they ever drew those cute little latte-arts you see in cafes sometimes...

[unhappylittletrees]

[He's not going to get down from his chair but he does regain his balance enough to drag a hand down his face in exasperation.]

I knew I should've replaced those pages afterwards.

[After a beat he peeks out from between his fingers with a smile tugging at the corner of his mouth.]

...It was nice though, off the record.

[le_mat]

Don't leave crumbs if you don't want ants.

[his glee calms into more honest affection]

I'm glad though. Y'all deserve some nice.

[unhappylittletrees]

So destroy the evidence of any anonymous date-making plans next time, got it. [He climbs down from his chair and sits down to be more on level with Akira, rolling pink and red color pencils between his hands.]

I don't really expect anything to come of it given, you know, all the shit falling down around us and he's... [Possibly so deep in the closet he's having tea with a scarf-wearing satyr.] Shy? But still nice. [He looks back at the art wall.]

So, uh, have you added anything up here yet?

[le_mat]

Yeah, I get that. But shit... so many bad things are happening, a few good things are important. Gotta try and still have some fun.

... and not really. I couldn't decide what to draw.

[unhappylittletrees]

You're right, you're right. If we don't at least try to have a little fun and get along we're just going to end up eating each other. [pause] God, I hope not literally though. That'd be even more fucked up than we already are.

Just add anything. Your friends, your pets, a lake piranha with Rox's haircut.

[le_mat]

Friends... I can do that.

[He starts doodling- he can do a decent sketch as long as he doesn't have to be realistic. A teenager with spiky blond hair starts to appear]

Hey Jamie, you ever design a tattoo?

[unhappylittletrees]

[That's the spirit!]

Kind of? I helped the one I went to design mine when I was about your age. [He grimaces slightly, suddenly feeling old.] My sister brought me in for my eighteenth birthday and she knew working closely with her would help my anxiety.

art wall

[immaculacies]

Ah, you're Jamie, right? ...I mean, Fell-san.

[Technically, she's been addressing Max informally this whole time, but still, she shouldn't presume that all of the adult men here are fine with a weird teenager speaking to them on a first name basis.]

[unhappylittletrees]

Hm? [He turns around on his chair to look down at her and smiles.] Uh, just Jamie is fine.

And you're...Manaka?

[immaculacies]

Alright. Jamie.

[She nods as he asks her name.]

Max said I should talk to you. I mean... Not about anything in particular, just that you're nice. He mentioned it because I had tried to paint some landscapes in the art room a few days ago.