week one, friday evening
[Bellamy doesn't do well when he feels helpless, and this is the most helpless he's felt in a long time. He's trapped with no information, almost nothing to go off of, and the girl he promised he'd protect is dead. It doesn't take long at all for him to set off across the island in search of Lief, who he's begun to think of as levelheaded and reliable. If there's a trial tomorrow, they need a game plan.]

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[A pause—and, well, since Bellamy brought the topic up, he'll just be blunt.]
Do you have a role, Bellamy?
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[He sounds genuine at least, if that means anything to Lief.]
Do you?
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I do not.
[Likewise, he sounds genuine.]
Unsurprisingly, I do not know of anyone who claims to have one either.
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We don't have anything to go on, and I doubt we will unless the Chiefs decide this isn't entertaining enough for them.
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I would be surprised if it didn't. Why do you think they put us on teams? When push comes to shove, they're hoping we'll all turn on each other to survive.
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For many, their partner will be the only one they can trust, if they both have any intention to survive. And yet, having their life tied to another person will make them fearful—and for those of us who might wish to act, however recklessly, we must be tempered with this burden as well. That will make people impatient.
[He's kind of thinking out loud right now.]
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[Bellamy is agreeing, basically. This sucks.]
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... At the same time, right now, we have so little information on which to act.
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