WEEK 6

[lockdownmods]

[Week six comes like an ominous wave. If anything, the wall is more threatening that it's ever been. That sign from last week? Looks aged-- like it's far more than just a week old. But more than that, it feels like something is waiting to snap this week. What could possibly go wrong, after last week?

Said no one ever, at this point.

But still, if you look around this week, you might find out something. It's like someone has started leaving clues in places old and new. Take a look around.]

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[the notes are here]

[buriedearth]

[ He picks them up, hands trembling.

Even right now, she knew how he'd be about all of this, wouldn't he? He intends to at least pass the letters addressed to the proper people still living...to them.

Then, Terra wordlessly turns over to Tsukasa, waiting for him to finish up, though he does take another look around the room himself. Committing it to memory, if anything--and his eye does land on something familiar to him that he'll take (something of his.)

That said, his mind's mulling over her last note. He's filled with so many emotions that it'd be hard to sort them and there is some steadily rising anger. It's...overwhelming, but once he gets the time to do so, there's no doubt he'll be filled entirely with complete and utter rage.

For now, though, he seems to be finished on his part. ]

[swordsinternally]

[ Once he's done his part, he'll definitely look at Terra, the note in his hands and make the decision to talk to him, frustration still bubbling up ]

Hey. Did you find anything on your end, Terra?

[buriedearth]

[ For a few moments, he doesn't respond--he seems a little dazed...from everything. Finally, he manages: ]

...I did.

[ Terra steps closer to Tsukasa, and then holds out a letter for Tsukasa, as well as the pertinent notes for him to peruse. ]

What about you? I heard you say something, but I kind of ... I was so focused on some of this.

[swordsinternally]

Yeah. This [ he'll show it to Terra ] was in the trash can.

[ He does take the letter as well as reads over the notes so he can commit them to memory, nodding in thanks as he puts the letter in his backpack for the time being. ]

She was set up. With the way it's written... there's no way that isn't the case.

[buriedearth]

[ Terra had no context for what exactly the message from the headmaster had contained. So, he didn't exactly have an idea of what he'd be looking at when the red head handed it straight over to him. He looks over the note, and listens to what the red head says...

As Terra absorbs the information, it's painfully easy to see the exact moment fury takes over him. Of course the Administration knew about the simulation room, he knew that for sure. But to take advantage of this?! To pull something like this--

The brunet slams his fist angrily into a wall, and now he's undeniably trembling for another reason--because of how angry he is. ]

...He'll pay for this. He'll pay for everything that he's done!

[ He can feel something dark stir within him, as his eyes blazed with emotion. No more games. None of them will receive any mercy...all of those involved...if Terra's had anything to say about it, they'll destroy every single one of them! ]

[swordsinternally]

He definitely will. We'll figure out a way to stop him. We have to. If he's going to puppeteer humans like this-- [ He shakes his head. ] No, people like this, then we have to stop him at all costs. We need to let everyone know about this.

We can't... let this continue.

[buriedearth]

Yeah, we will. We'll bring him down--we'll bring them all down.

[ Until nothing's left of them. ]

...It'll be best to let everyone know tomorrow. I don't think today's a good day for it, considering what happened.

[swordsinternally]

Yeah.

[ He nods in response to his words. ] It'll allow everyone to at least... have some time to grieve.