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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Comments

Diner

[cartesio]

[ Here's his usual, set down in front of him, with a smile, and... Well, it's a slow day. ]

You don't mind me saying, sweetie, you're in here a lot. I'm grateful for the patronage, but shouldn't you be out seeing more of the town?

[burgerprince]

[He takes his food with the unsaid thanks of a true patron, and holds off from tucking in just yet.]

Used to say that back home, too.

[Pop's was his home away from...well, he didn't have a home. Soon it just became a fact of life that Jughead would spend his evenings there instead of hitting the town like all the other teens, aside from when he worked the drive-in.]

I need somewhere to work, and this place has just the right atmosphere.

[Said with a smile- the highest compliment Jughead could give.]

[cartesio]

[ Aw, what a friendly young man. ]

Well, I can certainly appreciate a boy who knows what he likes. What are you working on, if you'd accept my asking?

[burgerprince]

[He takes a moment to consider the pitch.]

A companion piece to my previous work. A chronicle of the goings-on in a small town. Similar themes, different components.

[He'll refrain from going into the similarities in depth.]

Published it in the school paper, the blue and gold, before compiling it together. [and...there's a thought.] You know who runs the local paper?

[cartesio]

[ She shakes her head, after a moment. ]

I'm afraid I don't, not really. He's the sort of guy that always just...shows up, where he's needed. A busy man, that's for sure, but no one seems to find him, around his office.

I wish I could point you in his direction, though, because a young writer's something this town would love to see.

[burgerprince]

[He's not really sure if he expected anything less, considering this town.]

Does he come round here at all?

[cartesio]

Never seen him set foot.

[burgerprince]

He's missing out.

[Takes a sip of his coffee just to accentuate that point.]

You said he has an office? Where is it?

[cartesio]

[ She graces him with a smile. Really, such a nice boy. ]

Should be a few blocks east of here, more towards the other side of town.

[burgerprince]

[He notes that down quickly.]

What kind of guy am I looking for?

[cartesio]

Well, he's surely one of the most passionate about the town. Kind of a...shy man, early thirties? Glasses, clean-shaven.

[burgerprince]

Got it. Thanks.

[Jughead's scribbled down the details, and he already has an image in mind.]

If he appears when he's needed, I'm sure I'll find him.

[cartesio]

If you do... Tell him to come around every now and then. I'd like to give him some lemon pie, for all his work.