April 1st - Arrival

[cartesio]

Arrival

It feels more like waking up from a very restful night, instead of the jarring feeling of waking up in an unknown bed. That feeling may not last long, though, because you're definitely not looking up at any ceiling you're familiar with.

It's some kind of motel room -- maybe cleaner than you'd expect from such a place. There's a comfortable bed, a trunk with a military uniforn and a gas mask and enough space to stash whatever you get during the next two months, a closet with a familiar outfit or two...no other belongings in this room, and certainly no answers as to why you're here.

There's one thing that may bring more questions than answers: a calendar. Today's date is marked there: April 1st. Happy April Fools day? The entirety of April and most of May is empty, but the week from May 21st to May 25th is filled with one word:

END

The moment you step out of your room with AC you're hit by the warm, sticky air of Cartesio. Today is a rather dry day. You're not the only one who seems to be lost -- other people come out of their rooms. At some point, once you get to the lobby, you find a few things of interest: a guestbook, a rack of maps, and a note pinned to the wood of the counter:

"Meet me at the Lodge in two hours -- The Sergeant"
You now have a place to go to in two hours. In the meanwhile, how about you get accustomed to the motel and the town?

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[doublelammy]

[motel]

[This time, when Millium wakes up, she doesn't immediately go running outside. This room isn't exactly exciting anymore.

Instead, she takes some time to poke around her room. There are more clothes here this time, at least. More than just a weird military uniform. She kind of wonders what the mask is for, but she leaves those things in the trunk for now.

Eventually, she makes her way down to the lobby, where she can be found flipping through the guestbook. There are some familiar faces, alongside plenty of unfamiliar ones. If anyone stops by, though, they'll see she's stopped on her own page, mouth in a deep frown.]

Heyyy... how come there are quotes around cooking on mine? I don't see anyone else having quotes in here!

[park]

[Eventually, Millium will get bored of wandering about the motel, so outside she goes.

She can be found at the outskirts of the park, scurrying her way up a tree like some kind of oversized blue squirrel.

She might not have the best footing. Look out below?]

park;

[kingbomber]

[ Yeah, well, Bakugou's walking underneath a tree and while he's busy paying attention to what's going on in his field of vision and on alert, he's not thinking too much about what's going to be coming in from above.

Which is something he should've, in retrospect.

He hears some rustling, but by the time he moves, it's too late, some kid's fallen right on top of him and he hits the ground. Thanks, Millium. ]

Hey, you! Get the hell off of me right now!

[ Damn, this is stupid...he'll be trying to shove her off. ]

[doublelammy]

[One minute, she was just scaling this tree, and the next...

WHOOPS-A-DAISY, DOWN SHE GOES and oh, hey. This is a much softer landing than she was expecting.

She blinks confusedly for a moment, then looks down at Bakugou and just laughs, delighted at how angry and flustered he is.]

Hm~ nope! I think I'm gonna stay riiiight here!

[Which clearly means it's time to deadweight on top of him and make his life that much more difficult.]

[kingbomber]

Stop being a pain in the ass!

[ Time to kick and flail at her because yes he does have a passing idea to cause some real trouble but that is not very ideal at such close contact.

Why is his life like this...?! ]

[doublelammy]

[I can't believe this game just started and Millium is already trying to play ride-the-bull with Bakugou. And yet, here we fucking are.

She's clinging to him for dear life as he flails, because she's tiny and would be fairly easily tossed off if not for her tenacity. She's giggling at his desperate attempts.]

Why the heck would I wanna do that~?

[kingbomber]

Because if you don't, I'll make you regret it!

[ Flail, kick, flail.

This is 100% a productive and conductive interaction. No one can say otherwise. ]

Motel

[streetwolf]

[His plan was head out to the hunting shop and grab a gun. But that's a familiar person. So he stops and-]

Uh...

[How does he say it nicely. He normally wouldn't bother but.]

Whoever made it doesn't like the things you like to cook. They're just being an ass about it.

1/2

[doublelammy]

[Millium grumbles angrily.]

You're damn right they are...

[And then she looks up and actually sees who she's talking to.]

2/2

[doublelammy]

[And she immediately brightens up, hurling herself at Wayne to throw her arms around his waist in a half-tackle, half-hug.]

Yaaay! You're still here, too!

[streetwolf]

Uff- [Enjoy your funny grunt as Wayne stumbles. His ribs... She gets an awkward shoulder pat too. He's not really sure what to do with the tiny attached to his waist. ]

Sure am. Not sure how they got the others up without waking us though, or moving me to another room...

[doublelammy]

[Hey, he remained standing! +1 respect points. And, well, she's used to way more awkward than this, so shoulder pat happily accepted.

She'll detach for now, though.]

Yeah, me either. I mean... I guess I'm glad he at least sent some of 'em home, 'know? [A pause.] ...Or, at least, I sure hope he did.

[There's a certain smile that etches itself in her mind for a moment before she shakes her head quickly. No, he has to be home. That's all there is to that. She won't dwell on it.]

I just wanna know why I'm still here. I have work to do... Gramps is gonna be real mad if I keep being gone, and this town is way too nice to sic an angry Gramps on.

[Sigh!]

But! Since we're both stuck here.

Keep yourself safe, 'kay? 'Cause it'd suck if something happened to you.

Guestbook

[chiefminion]

Maybe you're not as good at cooking as you think you are.

[Moloch is no chef either, but he can admit that, at least]

[doublelammy]

[EXCUSE,]

Hey! I'm a member— err, was a member of the cooking club! I can cook just fine!

[That is not a defense, given the other members of the cooking club, but Moloch has no way of knowing that.]

[chiefminion]

That's the kind of thing you'll have to prove.

[Just by saying that, he's volunteering, even if he doesn't realize it]

[doublelammy]

[Grr...]

Just you wait! I'm gonna find a place to cook and then I'm gonna make you the best cookies you've ever tasted!

[CHALLENGE ACCEPTED, MOLOCH.]

[pecker]

Eek!

[CHILDREN FALLING ON HER HEAD. She totally just jumps out of the way and lets her crash on her butt. So much for trust falls.]

....Omigosh! Are you okay?

[doublelammy]

[And crash on her butt she does. Elegance, grace – these are not words one can use to describe Millium Orion.]

Oww...

[She flops backward dramatically, arms spread wide to either side as she stares up at the person who totally just let her fall with a pout.]

C'monnn. You didn't even try to catch me!

[CALLING YOU OUT, LADY]

[pecker]

Aaah... I'm so sorry! You're just so blue and white. I thought the sky was falling!

[chicken humor.]

[doublelammy]

[Stare.]

Wow, you sure have one tiny sky where you're from.

[...It's unclear if she recognized that was a joke or not. Either way, after a second, she's hopping up to her feet, dusting herself off and not actually looking particularly hurt or even upset.]

Man, this tree doesn't have any good footholds. I was trying to get a better vantage point...

guestbook

[duckrotation]

[how cruel of them to do that sort of thing to a kid]

The person who wrote these entries must have done it by mistake! I'm sure you're a wonderful cook.

[doublelammy]

[Millium turns to the new person with eyes that are just about sparkling.

This is now her new favorite person in the entire world.]

You really think so...? [Millium seems genuinely touched, here.] Man... they must have taken you by mistake, too. There's no way someone like you belongs here...

guestbook

[robitussin]

[As she wanders around this strange new area, Natalie's anything but calm - in fact, she's wary enough that she's trying to absorb everything at once. One of those things, of course, is the words that the other young woman is saying, and they earn a skeptical glance her way.]

...That's your objection to all of this?

[doublelammy]

Well, yeah. 'Cause it's wrong.

[Obviously? Her priorities are perfect, thanks.]

Why, what are yours?

[robitussin]

Uh, why we're here, how to get home, why there's a ton of shit written down about us here...

[She gestures towards the guestbook as she speaks, tilting her head slightly.]

The list goes on. I feel like their quotation mark choices are pretty minor in comparison.

[doublelammy]

...Ohhh, right. You're new here.

[Millium sighs.]

'Cause Sarge wants something, we don't unless he sends us home, I dunno but it's wrong anyway so who cares.

[There! Answers! Isn't she helpful?]