[Entrance Exam] Week Two

[lockdownmods]

A new week dawns. Not much seems to have changed, huh? Despite the excitement, your 'exam' continues. However, that doesn't mean that everything is the same. waking up on Sunday morning, it would seem that your tasks application has been updated. The old ones are gone and there are several new jobs for you to take on should you so wish.

It would be nice if this week ended even more uneventful than the last but...

Well even if it isn't, at least you shouldn't be bored.

As you did before, you still have the opportunity to speak with Vivienne during her office hours as well. Make the most of your last week with your fellow Prospects. Or don't. It's all up to you.

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SUNDAY | MONDAY | TUESDAY | WEDNESDAY | THURSDAY

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[lifandi]

[Nine doesn't have far to search; Twelve had faithfully been at his side during the whole revelation. His eyes widen and his breath is stolen once the man finishes speaking-- it takes nearly all of his concentration to throw his arm over Nine's shoulder and anchor himself there--anchor them together-- before his own memories resurface.

His dreams of past failings never seem to manifest as violently as Nine's. Nine tenses in his pain, but Twelve looks like he's lost in a trance.

It's in the silence that rings out, the feathers that float on the noise he can't hear but should, watching as one by one the colors--the voices--grow more chaotic and frantic before suddenly vanishing. That loss of color always feels like a punch to the chest. One more crayon gone from the pack of twenty-six, and it never gets any easier.

Feeling Nine move under his arm helps stir Twelve further, enough to catch most of what Nine says. The words sting at old regrets, but the blue they're wrapped in is all he needs to pull himself together again. Enough to put up a front, something that could last until they're behind closed doors.

In lieu of words, Twelve tugs on his arm slightly, just enough to bring Nine's attention towards him, before flicking his eyes towards the door.]

[niugen]

[ Ah he-of course Twelve was there with him. That's all he needs to ground himself. No matter what happened they were in this together, just like they had always been. Always would be.

They need to leave before another episode comes on again, before he sees her eyes again, bright despite the burning flames. He can manage to get them back to their room if they leave now and for once he doesn't care about appearances or pushing down feelings that shouldn't be. Wordlessly he takes Twelve's hand, something he's only done on the nights when the institute was filled with a cacophonous chorus of screams that seemed to have no end.

Let's go. ]

[lifandi]

[Squeezing Nine's hand back is one of the easiest things in the world. Keeping pace with him as he goes to leave is even easier. All they've ever needed to survive is each other.

And whatever this development in their stay here brings, they'll survive it like every other tribulation in their lives. Together.]