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cartesianism2018-09-24 09:24 pm
cartesio) wrote in cartesianism2018-09-24 09:24 pm
April 1st - Arrival
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?
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:
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:
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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[ 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...?! ]
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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~?
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[ Flail, kick, flail.
This is 100% a productive and conductive interaction. No one can say otherwise. ]
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Do it! You won't~!
[This is the most productive interaction, being conducted by the two calmest, sanest individuals in this town.]
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[ Some birds fly by or something in the midst of the silence that hangs in between whatever else Bakugou might(?) be planning on doing.
He just resumes kicking and flailing instead, though. ]
Just wait until I get you off, then you'll see, damnit!!
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And then the game resumes again, and she's right back to laughing like she's having the time of her life.]
If you even can!
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...Are you always this damn annoying?!
[ Ugh, this is so embarrassing. ]
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Millium just flashes him a toothy grin, one that splits her face ear to ear and could probably outshine the sun.
Shame that's not going to be endearing to the angry pissbaby, more than likely.]
Ehehe, if I can be! Are you always this mad? 'Cause this is gonna be a real fun few weeks if you are!
[Shame? What is shame? Can you eat it?]
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Damn this girl--at least he's not around anyone he knows. He'd never live it down. ]
I'm not staying here any longer than I have to be, so you can forget having me put up with someone like you for more than a fucking day!
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Hee~ I wonder. Can you really get out of here?
It's gonna be fun to watch you try~!
[...is that a challenge?]
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[ He glares up at her.
Because guess what, he's definitely up to the challenge. Or...so he thinks, not knowing what's to come!! ]
There's no way in hell anyone here can keep me around in one place for long.
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Thaaaat so?
[Millium rocks back and forth a little, still firmly planted on top of Bakugou. Well, she's sure as hell keeping him in one place for a while.]
I wonder if that's really true~. Sarge is pretty scary, after all!
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[ When she states that, the blond connects the dots immediately with that nickname, and wow, would you look at that? It makes him stop struggling for a moment. ]
Hold on. You've met the 'Sergeant' before?
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You newbies aren't the first ones here, after all.
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[ ... ]
Tell me more about him.
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[That said, she peers down at him, smiling devillishly.]
But~ I dunno. Should I really give out intel like that to someone who calls me mean names? And who hasn't even told me who he is? That seems like a bad idea~
[The reality is that she does not give even one (1) shit about telling Bakugou everything she knows. But tormenting him is fun.]
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Why does this keep happening.
Ok, introducing himself is a thing that is possible. ]
Bakugou. [ ... ] There you go, you have my name.
Now you can tell me more.
[ He doesn't know whether or not she's pulling his leg but getting more information is important and she IS one of the faces from the guestbook. ]
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Like I said. I've been here for about four days. There were other people here before, too, but they're gone.
Sarge said he'd send us home if we did what he asked. But I did, and I'm still here, so Sarge is a liar.
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[ ... ]
Not surprised this Sergeant lied. You can't trust a villain.
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[Huh. She tilts her head.]
A villain?
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Yeah, a villain. Obviously this bastard's one.
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