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

Comments

[snideper]

This has been the dullest week of my life. Things are finally starting to get exciting and I gotta get my kicks where I can around here.

[she...is Like This......]

[burgerprince]

Clarisse, he could be dead.

[After what happened with Mako he thinks this is a fair concern.]

[snideper]

[Likes: Murder]

We all had this conversation already. Mako obviously isn't coming back, so he wouldn't be the first if he is, and he's sure not gonna be the last person to get killed here.

[at...least she seems more matter-of-fact than actively overjoyed in how she delivers that, anyway...]

[burgerprince]

[A mutter to himself:]

And people called me dark.

[He'd probably have to step it up here if he wanted to maintain that reputation. Turning to a page in his notes, he writes bold and stupid under Keith's name.]

You see if the Sarge was there?

[snideper]

Hah. It's just facts.

[trying unsubtly to snoop on his notes as he takes them and looking real smug about it]

He wasn't. It was that lady in charge of things down there and a couple of her officers.

[burgerprince]

[Not sure if he wants your approval, Clarisse.]

He's probably safe then. [Relatively speaking.] I figure, if the Sarge wanted him dead he'd make a big thing of it.

[snideper]

[he shouldn't]

Big like spiriting a guy off into the night without a word of acknowledgement? [She just kinda shrugs, though.] Fifty-fifty shot, I'd say. Sarge probably doesn't have much to do with it but I don't trust anyone else in this town, either.

[burgerprince]

There's something to be said for the drama of it.

[It's subtle and ominous, though he won't go as far to call it Lynchian. Too high a compliment for that bastard.]

Probably wouldn't be happy if someone else played with his toys, though.

[Not a great comfort.]