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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And I feel kinda bad, now. 'Cause I might've been the one to suggest we all go break stuff rather than killing each other the first week we were here.
[Read: she definitely was. In her defense, she thought she was only staying a week.]
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And at the time, he said it was only gonna be a week, y'know? And it's not like that kinda thing is new for me.
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[A bit more seriously, though:]
And breaking into things n' taking stuff...
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Yeah, I take stuff, too... Not all the time, but only when I really need it!
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Ehehe... then I guess that's how you gotta look at it now, right? It's how I'm lookin' at it, at least.
We do what he asks, he gives us stuff. N' I need to get Lammy back, so.
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Oh, yeah! [right, the Sergeant gives them stuff if they do what he says. he keeps forgetting about that] What'd he give you for last night?
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[She shifts forward so that she can pull something out of a pouch on her side, holding it out for Osomatsu.
It's a flat, vaguely oval-shaped object with a chain attached.]
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1/2
[Explaining things about her world seems to have perked her up some.]
Normally, it lets me use arts based off the quartz inside, here, n' I can form combat links with my friends. [She flips it open to show him the small orbs nestled inside.] And it can make phone calls, too!
[Yes, she literally has a magic flip phone filled with magic stones that let her cast magic, this canon is that level of Anime.]
2/2
[Pout.]
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So... you can do magic, and stuff?
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It's prolly gonna be pretty hard for me to explain, that kinda stuff is waaaay over my head. But it's kinda more... science-y than magic?
Sure feels real similar when you're castin' it, though, ehehe.
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I think so, too~!
...It'd be way cooler if it would like, actually turn on, though.
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Maybe if I keep doing stuff, Sarge'll let it turn back on...? I just kinda feel like he's mocking me with this.
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[he breaks off one of the cans of beer from the six-pack] Like, where am I supposed to store this? No matter how good it is, if it ain't cold, it's gross.
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Yeah, I think I remember Instructor Sara sayin' somethin' like that, too.
[Ah, fond memories of her alcoholic teacher.]
If he wants us to help 'im out, he's really goin' about this so wrong...
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[says the manchild here]
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[Says the thirteen year old girl who regularly does things because someone asked her not to.]
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Yeah... [he looks up at her] Well, whatever. We did something for him, he did something for us. So we should be good, right? At least for this week.
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[A pause, thinking.]
...I think it mighta been on Wednesday last time, too, actually. Huh. Guess he likes havin' a schedule.
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Interesting. I wonder if there's something special that happens on Wednesdays, or something.
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