Week 1, Sunday Evening; Noctis

[alcobrawlic]

[ She's pretty much been parked at the saloon after dinner. Not only is it way cleaner than how it'd been over the past couple of days, but it's been fairly quiet, with the occasional visitor and not just people slamming in en masse to get horrendously drunk.

Not yet, anyway. For now, Sara's once again behind the counter, although it's not to drink so much as it's to check and make sure she got all of the glass picked up.

It's just something else to focus on. ]

Comments

[elemancy]

It'd be nice if we can catch it early. Maybe stop someone from doing something too stupid.

[he sighs, and after a minute of thought, he ponders something else while he sips at his drink.]

Those... roles. I wonder what they're going to mean in all this. [it's something nobody's really talking about—maybe because nobody even knows what to say about them at this point.]

[alcobrawlic]

Well, if they're calling it a game... probably there are going to be people who are going to try and help end it, and people who are going to make it difficult to 'win'.

[ Oh, joy. ]

[elemancy]

...Wonder if we'll find out who's who. The quicker we can side with whoever's on our side, the better off we might be.

[he thinks.]

Guess it'd help if we actually knew anything about them at all, though.

[alcobrawlic]

Yeah, it would... I imagine people with roles are probably still trying to feel out who they can trust in the first place.

... So I guess, look as trustworthy as you can?

[elemancy]

Kind of sounds like a tall order here. But... I guess I'll see what I can do. You should probably do the same.

[he guesses? one can never really tell what sara is all about anyway.]

[alcobrawlic]

Don't worry about me, I'll be radiating goodness alllll day.

[ uh-huh. ]

[elemancy]

That... sounds convincing.

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