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WEEK 6
WEEK 6
Five weeks. It's been five weeks, and twenty-seven has now dwindled down to eleven. And while only two passed this week, this trial may have been the most devastating in its own way, as threads of patience frayed and fragments of trust fractured. Nevertheless, if The Lady is to be believed, that may very well have been the final set of sacrifices that she was waiting for, so perhaps the end is in sight.
Of course, the fact that everyone is still stuck in Krakow means that it's not over yet, and who even knows what's happening over in the Twilight?
And so, some more changes are in store for this week, even if it may not be the same ones that you've gotten used to. For one thing, the fog stays put and no new areas of the city are revealed under the light of the lampposts. Secondly, The Lady is nowhere to be found in the city, with her bookstore office vacated and abandoned with nary a trace as to where she went. And third, the clock tower will no longer operate, which-- well. Actually that's not new at all, but it certainly may make it difficult to keep up with the facade of passing days. At least the moon still serves as a reminder of that, gibbous phase waxing into something fuller over the course of the week even if the color looks a bit off.
It may not be a fresh new start, but it's not time to give up yet, is it? After all, you are all Survivors.
[[Welcome to Week 6! Note that there are no new locations this week, but feel free to make top levels at your discretion, and remember to note it in your header if you plan on investigating any locations. As alluded above, The Lady will be unavailable, while Rembrandt will still be around on Monday and Tuesday before disappearing for the rest of the week.]]

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[...You'd absolutely hurt yourself.]
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[It's a joke, don't worry.]
Speaking of heavy weapons that I would probably die if I attempted to wield, do you need a sword or a lance? I received both and I obviously can't use either of them.
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[...]
And a hatchet, of all things.
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And yet I can't even get a tome back?
[YES HE KNOWS IT WOULDN'T WORK IT'S STILL MAKING HIM MAD]
Well, at least most of you will have the ability to kill the Lady.
[gods why did he minmax this hard!!!]
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that is literally the fourth time today I've fucked the word 'target' irreparably
if it helps any, i didn't notice at all
[He moves to take a seat further away so he can watch!! He won't interrupt or say anything; feel free to go for as long as you want.]
I can't fucking spell today and my phone keeps autocorrecting my attempts to Teru Mikami
So he'll unload into the setup he's got here; he doesn't have very many shots before he has to go collect what he's fired into this overdressed thing, but. Still, it's something.]
...Enjoying yourself?
i'm so glad, it's perfect
Of course I am.
[Joking aside, though...]
Your shots have a lot of power behind them - if you hit her, it's likely to deal a good amount of damage. While your aim may not be perfect, just landing a single hit on her would injure her severely. It would undoubtedly slow her down, at the very least.
[He's mostly just thinking out loud, though he still looks very interested.]
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[So yeah.]
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[He's not an expert or anything, but he has some experience with poisons.]
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Outside of the obvious reason, but he isn't going to consume anything I give him.
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[shame we can't just have rean make the lady some food and poison it, though.........]
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[...He kind of figured that if he tried poisoning the coffee he'd probably nail one of us instead of her, but that isn't to say he didn't consider trying to find a way early on.]
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It can be useful, but it's not my preferred way either.
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[holy shit look at ragou.]
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[reasons why cumore couldn't have killed dist..........]
Still, poisoning your arrows may serve us well.
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[♡ EVERYTHING IN HERE WILL MILL YOU AND IT WILL HURT THE ENTIRE TIME YOU ARE DYING ♡]
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[usually he pretends to have more restraint but NAH, ALL THAT DIED WITH DIST]
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