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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The problem when you live in a town with no crime is that you don't invest too heavily in security because nothing ever happens in Cartesio.
Too bad these tourists are in town]
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[Olympia that was literally the exact opposite of good work. You could have crunched it or just let Clarisse shoot the damned thing and gotten the exact same result.]
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Think we should be alright to break the door?
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[REAL FUCKIN' PISSY SHE DIDN'T GET TO SHOOT THE SECURITY DEVICE]
Why shouldn't we? Come on.
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Whatever. Move.
[And that is all the warning anyone gets before Clarisse, putting her arrow in its quiver and setting her bow on her back as she marches over, kicks the glass door hard. Her clothes are all tough leather so she steps back and puts her arm over her face and that should be enough to cover her if this works; the rest of you can figure your own shit out.]
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It's not completely broken yet, but it's almost out of its socket. Way to go, Clarisse]
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Better run away!]
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What was that?!
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BYE ASSHOLES]
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(He'll catch up with you later to get his bandages back.)]
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[Millium sighs, then grasps her bucket of popcorn to her chest with both arms and cradles it protectively as she dashes for the exit. BYE GUYS, IT'S BEEN FUN, but if anyone's going to prison tonight it ain't her]
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running like his life depends on it ]
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...but he's taking some popcorn and candy with him!]
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[Olympia goes ahead and puts Millium down in case she has to do the door-breaking herself.]