Sunday must have been exhausting for you, maybe even upsetting. A new town, new faces and a an ominous order from a man without a face... who wouldn't be a little frightened? Hopefully, all of that is forgotten when you climb out from under your blankets this fine Monday. Rise and shine! A new morning is a new start!
If you make your way to the lounge, you will find a few copies of the local newspaper provided for your perusal. Once you go outdoors, you'll find the weather forecast 100% accurate. It's pretty impressive.
It seems that quiet mornings like this are going to be your everyday life now. Maybe you should see this whole stay as a vacation? Go out and explore the town, meet your fellow motel guests and meet the townspeople. They're sure to welcome you with a smile!
This week's special in the diner is lemon pie made with love (and a top-secret recipe)
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cartesianism2018-09-30 10:28 pm
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Yeah, I mean who knows what the hell that guy will pull next, yo.
[ Could relocate them or something. ]
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[There's definite mistrust in that look aimed his way, but they are, after all, strangers. It's only fair... musing on that, Eric lets his gaze falls to the mop. No point in pretending it doesn't - it's early enough that he wasn't at all subtle just now.
To hell with subtlety, anyway - ]
You woke up unarmed too, didn't you? I confess I've only just let myself think about coming up with a substitute, I didn't think to take one that was already here. Good call.
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[ That it's behind those doors... He should have shown them some freaking proof first. Rubbing the back of his head and looking back at the mop he took from storage. ]
Might be smart. I know he wants us to kill each other eventually, but... some jerk already bought out the weapon store.
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[He grimaces at the thought.]
I used to work with cast bronze. If there's enough tin and copper, and I could build a small casting forge... but that's the worst case, I think. Second-worst, rather. You're right, he could be lying.
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But he's thinking about the lying part. ]
I mean, there is a way to find out. We'll just have to break in there to see, yo. Or demand some kind of proof. [ Which...didn't work out so well. ]
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[He'll be polite and not ask outright if Nine can actually do stealth, though the somewhat wry look on his face probably says enough.]