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!]

Comments

[doublelammy]

[She smiles.]

Ooh~ so you did read the guestbook! And you even remembered my name! [Heeee.] You already like me that much, huh~?

[Sorry, what was that? She's here to push her luck as far as she can, just because Keith told her not to.

Truth be told, she's waiting to see what happens with the transaction, too, though. How much money has she actually been given?

Can she buy... infinite pie?]

[marmoron]

Whatever makes you feel better about yourself.

[THE AMOUNT OF FUCKS HE DOES NOT GIVE ABOUT HER TEASING.

Still looking at the clerk, eyebrow raised when he just gets handed a receipt and the instructions to sign off on the purchase. Now that gets a reaction.]

Seriously?

[Messed up. Beyond messed up. But he's still signing that receipt.]

[doublelammy]

...Woah.

I can't believe that actually worked.

[She actually does sound pretty mystified, putting her hands up on the counter and peering over as Keith signs.]

...Man. If we get infinite money, though, you're totally wasting it here! Have you even tried the pie at the diner?!

[#PRIORITIES]

[marmoron]

[Neither can he, but he;s doing a pretty good job of recovering from his surprise here. But he does turn to look at Millium again once that receipt is signed.]

No...? What kind of pie is it?

[Vaguely curious, he hasn't had pie in literal years. Then abruptly:]

Wait, why are you surprised? Weren't you here before or whatever.

[How is it not everyone's instinct to immediately test the limits of their highly abusable resources!]

[doublelammy]

Lemon. It's really yummy. The lady says it's made with love! And I guess love is pretty delicious.

[Oh, wait, he's asking her another question.]

Yeah? I was buying food then, too.

I don't want an entire store fulla guns n' stuff. I want Lammy back. This is all dumb to me.

[marmoron]

[There's a pause. She's pretty damn harmless, even if she has a mind full of dicks.]

Who's Lammy?

[doublelammy]

[Ha ha ha ha but it's not like Keith would know that.]

My robot friend.

[Pros: She has learned the meaning of the word robot. Cons: She still does not understand why this would be weird to people.]

[marmoron]

[Well done, Millium....

Keith seems... not surprised, exactly, but his expression wavers -- like, she'said something both familiar and vaguely upsetting. He busies himself with putting his receipt away, teeth grit a little, while the clerk rambles about how the goods will be delivered. ]

If you plan on seeing your friend again, you best be sharp about who you piss off, kid.

[That isn't a threat, but his tone is terse enough that it doesn't necessarily sound like advice either.]

[doublelammy]

...Ehehe.

Or maybe people oughta be a little more sharp around me? Even if you have all the stabbies and shooties in town, that doesn't mean you should underestimate people just 'cause they look little n' harmless.

[That's not a threat, either, and she sounds as cheerful as ever, but... sure is a vaguely unsettling way to word it if it's supposed to be advice.]

[marmoron]

[Speaking of the stabbies, Keith moves away from the cash register. Now that all of this stuff is his, he's making a few choice selections to arm himself with before they get to work on packaging the lot of it.]

You saying you're a double agent for the Sergeant?

[Her words don't register like a threat, no, but they do remind him that her guestbook entry had mentioned some experience with espionage.]

[doublelammy]

No. I've been here longer, you really think I like the guy any more than you do? He promised me he'd let me go home, and he lied to me.

I'm just sayin'. You don't trust any of us, but it's not like I know any of you, either, y'know? I wanna get home just as bad as anyone else here.

It'd be real dumb of you to go n' get yourself hurt or worse just 'cuz you thought "oh, they're safe" about anyone. Not just me.

[...it's probably coming from a good place, but hey, Millium, think you could be a little less creepy about the advice? Maybe? It's peace week, girl.]

[marmoron]

[He would be making some snide comment about putting Milium on the top of his (surprisingly) nonexistent watch list, since she's starting to get all lecture-y, but the very first thing she has to say sucks the nascent humor out of him.]

What did you do to get him to promise something like that?

[It may just be a general "I promise if you'll only be here for two months" type deal that the asshole gave all of them, but her annoyance seems a little more personal there. Keith has his eyes narrowed, attention fully back to her.]

[doublelammy]

Huh? Nothin' special. Nothin' he didn't ask us to do. It was the same dealie for me as it was everyone else last week.

We do what he wants, he sends us home. N' he did... for most people.

Not for me, Sakura, and Wayne.