Week 8 - May 20th - May 24th

[cartesio]

Last Week

With the weekend's latest tragedy, a strange mood has descended over Cartesio. What happened was unprecedented, and perhaps that's why the already decreasing hostility from the townsfolk comes to a complete halt. Could it be the strange circumstances? Bolin's desperate plea? Last week's peaceful Wednesday? Some combination? Whatever the reason, it's clear that the Sergeant's iron fist around the town has loosened. While the residents aren't jumping to interact with you, there's no graffiti, no new broken windows.

Cartesio is confused...but open to explanation, for perhaps the first time.

Still, while the town seems amiable, almost accepting again, there's little to chase away the knowledge that the Sergeant's tasks for you are near their end, and that means those without medals are doomed to their fate.

Or does it? After everything that's turned around, is it possible for you to claw your way out of here as well?

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Comments

[marmoron]

Something to lift your spirits, I take it.

[Yeah, good to know they can do that for some people instead of going around building freaking statues. He's not bitter or anything, really.

He'll raise the camera.]

They might just be happy to see your face, really.

[clearities]

Yeah. [ she laughs a little bitterly, however ] I'm still worried about them, but I want to hope that we'll be able to save them. All of them. [ once the bitterness is gone, however, she manages to smile a little more genuinely, more brightly, waving her hands in an obvious manner to say hello ]

[marmoron]

[Ah. The bitterness is newer to him, coming from Sakura, though at this point he's not surprised. They've all lost at least one person they cared about and the end is looming over them like an ominous cloud.]

Don't hope. Think about what you can do to make it happen cuz we're going to save them.

[And that's stated firmly. Keith's no good at optimism, but he is rather good at being bullheaded. His tone softens a little.]

You could try talking a little slower. They might be able to lip read.

[clearities]

Yeah, of course! [ hearing those words encourages her; enough that she finds herself looking a little more determined, doing a small little fistpump. ] I mean, I just wanted to say hi to everyone-- [ although lipreading, huh? that would be nice. ] Oh! There is one more thing I could show them, since I promised Franciscus-san that I'd show him my magic... but maybe that could wait until we bring them all back, ahaha.