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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Winds up dropping everything that she was holding, her mouth parting but no words able to come out.
Probably doesn't help that her eyes begin to wet with the starts of tears, either. She's distressed. It's only when she can manage her voice that it's a little obvious that there's something cracking there. ]
I didn't...
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Hey, what's wrong? Are you sick or something?
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[ Her expression turns a little serious and there's even concern written there. ]
It's just- [...] The newspaper.
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All I see is the weather and the article about the theater.
[ Which couldn't have read in this time, but he did see enough words to figure the rest out. ]
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She is way too nice to be here. ]
Hey, it's not out fault that bastard kidnapped us and locked us in there. Screw them if they want to blame us.
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[Hopefully no one was expecting Olympia to say something super comforting.]
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Not a lot we can do about it. It's probably all planned by the old bastard. But you'll probably be fine.
[He's not good at this.]
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[ Just take her a moment to let it sink in. ]
I... I can't lie like that!
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Are you alrigh--
[ but it's when he leans down to pick up the newspaper that he realizes what's wrong, and his expression is concerned. not towards their situation in general, but towards her well-being. ]
I'm sorry. You shouldn't have to see something like this.
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[ he sighs, but then adds ]
Remember what you told me... everything will be alright.
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[ Sakura tries to smile, a little sad. But it's there. ] Yeah. You're right. Everything will surely be alright.
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