WEEK 2: April 8th - April 12th

[cartesio]

Second Week

Seven days have passed. Quite peaceful days, almost too peaceful. The town has welcomed you, excited to see tourists for the first time in many, many, many years. Some may have liked the peace, others may have been annoyed by it, but it was undeniable Cartesio seemed like such a nice and safe place it was hard to believe you had been told to kill each other.

But the threat is still up in the air. What's more: how much patience does the Sergeant have left?

Every time you take a look into the Lodge, you see the Sergeant. Lately he's looking more and more annoyed. Even though you can't see his face, you can feel he's getting frustrated. How long will it be before he lashes out and does something about these peaceful days?

Nobody in the town could suspect the harrowing times that'd befall Cartesio.

When you wake up on Sunday, you'll find new maps in the map rack and brochures on the table, showing places you hadn't noticed in the town before. Enjoy!

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Thursday

[Welcome to the second week! If you want to contact the Sergeant, please post here!. Also please remember to submit your activity check!]

Comments

[icariot]

[Hawks will just. remain leaning over Sting, but take a half step to the side. No need to be too far in a splash zone, should it come to that.]

That was very pole-ite of you, though maybe next time you should take the stairs instead.

[unfashionably]

[ That's quite unheroic of you, Hawks! Think of the poor firefighters who would have to clean that up if you weren't in the way! ]

That'll have to be a lesson for next time. [ Ah screw it. He can't stay down here all day, right? So he's gonna sit up. ] So, you here to check the place out too—or did you just wanna come by and play on the pole?

[ Sting don't pretend you weren't here for the latter instead of the former. ]

[icariot]

[Hawks only has one outfit, so as much as Sting might appreciate the show if he lost it, Hawks sort of needs this one.]

I just came to check it out, actually. [A wing ruffle as he straightens out and then offers Sting a hand up] With these, a pole doesn't seem very exciting.

[Depending on how big any holes in the top floor are that the pole goes through, Hawks might not fit very easy anyway. He can only fold his wings so close to himself.]

[unfashionably]

[ Ehh, sure, he'll take the hand and pull himself up. ] Thanks. [ A smile! Annd he looks at the wings, whoa.

Check that out! Excitedly, and it's like he wasn't sick just a moment ago, he circles around Hawks to look at his wings. ] Those are awesome! It's almost like you're an Exceed or somethin'! [ Except Exceeds are cats so, no, he can't be an Exceed. Some kinda transformation magic? There is Take-Over magic, not that he knows a lot about it. Or maybe...

He circles back around, still excited. ] No, I've got it. You've gotta be a Celestial Spirit. How about it, am I right?

[icariot]

...I am considered exceedingly good at using my wings, but I’m not sure I’m what you mean by an “Exceed.” [ That’s... not a noun? Unless Hawks is missing something.

Hawks cranes his head as Sting circles, but obligingly doesn’t move from his spot. ] Pretty sure I’m just a bird, a spirit means you’re dead right? [last he checked he’s still alive, so that can’t be it.]