WEEK 1: April 2nd - April 6th

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Peace Week

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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[Welcome to the peace week! This week there won't be a murder nor a task. Enjoy the peace while it lasts! If you want to contact the Sergeant, please post here!]

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FRIDAY - APRIL 6th

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NEWSPAPER

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[Weather: Low temperatures continue throughout the day. The cold weather brings hail to the town. Hail will fall for several hours, starting at noon.

Since yesterday, several pillars of the community here in Cartesio have been gathering at the casino. When asked the motive, they informed this reporter they were organizing a party, as a sign of good will towards the visitors, and hoping it'd incentive them to bring more tourists in the future.

If any of the visitors is reading this, we want to tell you you're invited! Please come to the casino tomorrow saturday. Gambling, an extensive and luxurious buffet, good music, and assorted prizes await you!

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[With the newspaper everyone will also find brochures about the casino, with instructions about how to get there.

During the morning a stack of umbrellas appears at the motel lobby, too. For hail protection purposes. They don't seem to be of the best quality, but maybe they won't tear once they're hit by hail? The card with them says 'you can't kill if you get concussions today --- the Sergeant'

The casino will be available from tomorrow on]

[linearcrash]

[ Anyone want to have an umbrella sword fight. ]

[robitussin]

[It hasn't even been a week, but they've all been here for entirely too long. That's Natalie's thought as she wanders around the town today.

In the morning, she can be found in the diner. Any casual passerby might think she's there because she's hungry, but the perceptive will notice that she's just pushing food around on her plate instead of eating any of it. The very perceptive will notice that she's pushing it around to the rhythm of whatever song happens to be playing on the jukebox, humming lightly and nodding along to the beat. The moment she realize that someone is glancing her way, though, the almost content mannerisms disappear.]

Can I help you?

[A bit later in the day, she can be found in the motel lobby, glancing at the group of umbrellas and the note left there. After a long moment of staring at the words written there, she speaks up to whoever happens to be nearby.]

What do you think the easiest way to destroy one of these would be? Just the one that's supposed to be for me, don't worry. I could totally burn the sweater he gave me yesterday, but I'm not sure that would work for this, given the metal and everything.

[She'll get hypothermia and a concussion out of pure spite, just watch her!!]

Lobby

[chiefminion]

These aren't sturdy at all. I bet you could punch through them.

[He opens one, examining the rods that hold the fabric. That Sergeant guy has infinite money yet he gives them umbrellas that look ancient. What the heck]

[robitussin]

How hard do you think it would be to break the rods if we hit it against something?

[Deep thoughts with Natalie.]

diner

[amburere]

[ Dabi's been watching her play with her food for a while, the distinct movements having drawn his attention even though he didn't come in here to chat (this is becoming a pattern). Might also be because people here seem to have a problem with bacon and he honestly doesn't get why. ]

Too bad the jukebox doesn't have speedcore. [ Ignoring her question for a comment of his own, it's cool. ]

[robitussin]

...You mind telling me what that is?

[It's far enough from the kind of music that she enjoys that she doesn't recognize the name.]

investigation!

[clearities]

[ It's Friday, closing in on the end of the week. That's not necessarily a good sign, but nobody seems to have died just yet, so it's looking up, just a little bit. But there's something that she wants to make an attempt to try, even if it's just a little bit. Hence why she can be found a little before noon at the park, her eyes closed as she reaches her senses out. She's specifically looking for any traces of magical energy anywhere, but she's also going to look for ghosts. Lovepon-san died at the park, but... maybe she can seek out all over the town for them, if she can find any. An attempt is going to be made, nevertheless, even if she isn't fruitful. ]

Investigation

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[Focus, Sakura! Focus and you'll find...!

There are several sources of magical energy wandering around town. Your new friends, most likely. As for the ghosts...

You can't find any. Everything feels peaceful, silent. No ghosts to be found at the park, or walking around town]

[clearities]

[ At least she can say that she Tried. However, not seeing any ghosts is a bit of a relief? But at the same time... worrisome, too. She hopes that maybe Mira-san and Lovepon-san went to a better place. ]

did you say millium's least favorite word

[doublelammy]

[You know who doesn't know when maybe it's a good idea to keep her mouth shut? This girl.

From behind poor, clearly concentrating Sakura, Millium pipes up.]

Whatcha doin'?

[clearities]

[ And that's enough to make Sakura jump in surprise. ]

I was looking for any magical presences...! And maybe- [...] I could find some spirits.

Park

[silvertongueheir]

[Franciscus is sitting on a bench in the park, while snowdrops grow around his feet. He has a quiet smile on his face, and his eyes are closed. Sakura might sense strong magical energy coming from both him and the flowers, and if she comes close enough he'll open his eyes and give her a smile and a wave.]

[icariot]

[Morning finds Hawks up early and commandeering some space at the Diner. He's gotten some ingredients close enough to what he would buy at home, and is borrowing a corner of the kitchen to cook breakfast. He's definitely brought more than enough ingredients to make some for someone else, if they think to ask.]

It's too early for mizutaki, but maybe oyakodon? I haven't had that in a while...


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[Later on in the day, Hawks is regretting his life choices.

Like the newspaper said, it was rather cold today. His jacket is even well suited for it, which is perfect for Hawks since that sweater the Sergeant gave them isn't suited for him. What he wasn't expecting was the cold weather to actually turn into hail. He had started out flying around town, but he's now devolved into jogging back towards the motel in the hail, his wings cupped up to attempt to protect his head.]

diner

[clearities]

You know how to make oyakodon?

[ Sakura finds herself rather curious for several reasons. But she is very much familiar with Japanese food, so she is actually rather curious herself! ]

Around Town

[chiefminion]

[Moloch had been walking around town when the hail started. Because he read the newspaper, he took one of the umbrellas with him. It was doing a decent enough job stopping the hail -- and then he saw Hawks. It takes him a moment to decide -- because he knows this is going to be unpleasant]

Hey! Do you want it?

[Want to take this umbrella? Running towards the motel will hurt Moloch, but Hawks sure seems to be having a hard time. Moloch's guessing getting your wings pelted with hail hurts a lot]

around town

[amburere]

[ Dabi on the other hand somehow lucked out in his "wear winter clothes the entire year" life choice. The hail doesn't bother him so much even if it is annoying— easy enough to melt if he focuses, cause like hell is he using an umbrella. The icy weather has pretty much emptied out the streets too, which is a definite plus. Means he can sit under the overhang of one of the many non-descript buildings without being bothered. Doesn't mean he can't do the bothering himself though, which is exactly what he does as soon as he spots his favorite hero. ]

Ostrich doesn't have the same ring to it as Hawks, huh? [ That whole wing covered running look is just begging the comparison. ]

around town

[robitussin]

[Natalie's not leaving the motel due to the weather, but she happens to see him once he reaches it. There's a tilt of her head as she glances his way, before:]

Maybe you shouldn't go out in that weather if you're not going to oh my god you have wings.

[The change in tone from slightly judgmental to completely shocked is immediate once she takes that in. It's one thing to read about it in his profile and another to really see it.]

Diner

[integratedsoul]

[ ... is... is someone cooking Japanese food...? Cian's been thinking about doing this for quite a while now, so this... is her chance? She walks up to Hawks with a pretty excited smile. ]

Do you need a helping hand? I've been meaning to make something Japanese as well!

diner

[protectandselfserve]

Well, oyakodon isn't what I'd usually order in a diner...

...

But hey, why not! Life's more fun with surprises.

hail

[streetwolf]

[Same, and by same I mean Wayne's flung his hood arms over his head. Cause he doesn't have wings.

He stumbles, dodging around the guy before he even realises who it is. Then he pauses scowling and turning back to him.]

Hey! Won't that damage your wings?

diner!

[merirut]

[What a revelation that he actually needs food here to survive, alas. He's unfortunately no good at cooking though, so he eventually wanders into the diner in the vague hopes of finding something edible. As he looks about the space with some mild curiosity, Hawks' comment catches his attention.]

...What are you muttering to yourself about?

[pursuitofdeath]

[That's right. No content warning. Because today, Dazai has a goal in mind that is not entirely based on you know what.

Which brings him to the restocked hunting shop, where he's clearly looking to make a purchase. He does take time to wander about and inspect some of the more unique options. Bear traps...]

...now isn't that nice.

[He sounds way too pleased with whatever thought is in his head. It's probably bad.

Catch him later and you'll find him at the shooting range with the item he did come for. A small pistol ideal for hunting small game. And in his world, just the kind of thing he's used to. For a detective, his skills are pretty fearfully accurate. He doesn't flinch in the slightest, and makes easy work of several targets.]

Shooting Range

[quickpersuader]

[Kino shows up not long after Dazai does, revolver holstered on the hip - and another persuader slightly more hidden on the back. There's a pause once Kino realizes who it is, gaze sliding towards the targets to see how he's doing.

Huh.]