week three, sunday

[moraled]

[FUCK

Everything is awful, and Barnham is pissed. Eventually, he ends up storming into the bathhouse, brow furrowed, expression flat--

And freezes when he gets to the water and notices someone who should definitely not...be there...if he was on the right side.

(Alarmingly, he can't even be sure if he went on the wrong or right side or not. He's tired and exasperated and frustrated and angry.)]

... Lady Instructor.

[A pause...and then he sighs. Whatever. Fuck it. They already stripped in the trial (fat load of good that did) and now... here they are.

He steps into the water.]

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[moraled]

... It shall not get better.

The situation...shall only grow worse.

[alcobrawlic]

I mean, the more it wears on, at least there's a chance that we'll actually get the right person.

[ ... she knows this isn't actually comforting. ]

[moraled]

[..... sara....]

I do not wish to think how many of our numbers we shall had to have lost for that to be the case.

[alcobrawlic]

Trust me, it's not something I want to dwell on either. And whether we'll be a part of it.

[moraled]

... Do not begin to lose faith now, Lady Instructor.

I, for one, do not believe you would die so easily, even in a place such as this.

[alcobrawlic]

Well, no, it's not exactly on my To-Do list. I did promise I'd help you end this game.

[moraled]

And I shall hold you bound to that promise.

[NO BACKSIES NOW]

[alcobrawlic]

What, do you want to shake on it? Sign in blood?

[moraled]

No!

[YOU'RE NAKED STAY ON THAT SIDE OF THE BATH.]

I certainly do not.

[SHEESH.]

Your word is enough for me.

[alcobrawlic]

... Oh, I don't knooow, you seemed like you wanted a little something more.

[ She's totally trolling now, but hey, she's also rising out of the water like Jaws ]

[moraled]

[...... Aaaa AAAAAAH

He's about ready to jump out of the bath himself]

Absolutely not!

I shall leave you to your bath, Lady Instructor!

[TIME TO FLEE]