WEEK 3: April 15th - April 19th

[cartesio]

Third Week

The peaceful times are over. Moloch von Zinzer was murdered, and Nine was sentenced as his murderer. Everyone in Cartesio knows that.

Although life goes on, it seems the town of Cartesio isn't going to forget the tourists' transgressions. Not only they commited larceny in the cinema, they also murdered and executed in their town! It's no surprise their hospitality towards the visitors has cooled down considerably.

Not only they're maintaining a tense cordiality with them, they also have started talking behind the visitors' backs. All kinds of rumors are starting to sprout, yet nobody seems to be willing to say it to the tourists' faces. Talking directly to most passerby makes them distrustful, and nobody seems to want to be in close quarters alone with them.

It's only matter of time before the relationship between tourists and Cartesio starts degrading even further.

In the lobby of the motel there's a few more brochures, and the maps have been updated once again.

Links

IC Rules
Guestbook
Room Assignments
Events
Locations
NPCs
Activity Check

Sunday
Monday
Tuesday
Wednesday
Thursday

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

Comments

investigation? npcs? + open

[carbide]

[Olympia isn't any more sure what to do with herself now than she was last night. If anything, she's even less confident now that she's seen the Sergeant basically ignore a powerful-looking magic attack.

When she stops by the motel lobby to destroy another guestbook (this time just tearing it in half), it's a relief to see the new maps and the new locations that come with it. Exploring will give her something to do.

And explore she does, starting with the chapel. She isn't particularly religious herself, but her understanding is that Sunday tends to be when places like this are active, so it seems like a good time to find someone who can explain things. And if not, she'll just do some exploring on her own.

Later she heads for the tavern again and, ignoring the looks she gets from the other patrons, starts playing around with the pool table. This makes a better distraction, mostly because she doesn't have a clue what she's doing. It takes her a few tries to not hit the cueball so hard it flies across the room. After a while, though, she decides she's had enough practice, and she'll quickly move to intercept anyone who makes the mistake of coming near her.]

Want to play?

tavern

[pursuitofdeath]

...me?

[Yes, you're the only fool who'd just walk right through without a care in the world.]

Alright. I have time for a game or two~

[Never mind being useful today. A break is fine.]

[carbide]

[What's being useful? Sound fake.

Olympia offers him a cuestick.]

Have you played before?

[pursuitofdeath]

A few times, yes.

[He seems comfortable enough holding the cuestick anyway.]

Although the bar I used to frequent never had a nice table like this.

[carbide]

[Olympia's already got the table halfway set up for eight-ball, so she finishes with that.]

Yes, the craftmanship seems good. The surfaces are smooth, and the ball collection mechanism is well-designed.

[pursuitofdeath]

Is this your first time playing?

[There are a few people here, he thinks, that may not have ever had an opportunity; Olympia included.

...at least it's not because he watched her earlier attempts, but rather his deductive reasoning.]

[carbide]

Against another person, yes.

[Surely screwing around on her own counts as playing.]

NPC

[cartesio]

[ Olympia's instincts are correct. On Sunday, the chapel's bustling, and she's shown up when everyone's mingling after mass! Kids with their parents, in their Sunday best, adults chattering about. No one's really standing off to the side, so she might have to go up to a small crowd... ]

[carbide]

[Hm. Not really her favorite mode of interaction, but if she was always going to get what she ideally wanted, she wouldn't still be here in the first place. Looks like she's going to have to... mingle. Fortunately she thought to wear her suit from the casino party today, so she doesn't look as out of place as she might have.

After weighing her options, she approaches a small group that has a few children in it, reasoning that the adults won't want to get into a fight in front of their kids, and tries to subtly insert herself into the conversation and satisfy her curiosity.]

Excuse me. May I ask you about this place?

[#nailedit]

[cartesio]

[ At Olympia's approach, the conversation dies down, with some of the children moving closer to their parents. The woman in the fanciest dress, with a cordial smile, answers her, with some hesitation. ]

What exactly would you like to know? It's our town chapel.

[carbide]

[Well, that's not really surprising, considering. She doesn't let any disappointment show, smiling back.]

We could start with who that person is. [She gestures to the huge statue that Katsuki may or may not have already vandalized.] It must be obvious to you, if he's so important, but I don't know what your beliefs are here.

[cartesio]

...You mean Jesus? [ They're Catholic, it's Jesus. Also for ease let's make it so yes, it's not yet vandalized. ] You're unfamiliar with him?

[carbide]

[Listen. Olympia is from post-post-apocalyptic probably-Indonesia and also [REDACTED]. She's never heard of Catholicism. At least this response seems to confirm her guess that he's important.]

Is that strange? I've traveled a long way to get here, after all.

[cartesio]

Well... I suppose not. I'm not sure how to explain a whole religion...

[carbide]

So he's that important. I understand.

[She... sort of understands.]

If it's that complex, is there something I could study?

[cartesio]

...We've got bibles. Maybe, if you read up in one, you'd be able to learn.

[ Maybe if these tourists find religion-- no, no that's too mean a thought. ]

[carbide]

Could I borrow one of those, then?

[Next week: Olympia goes to church!]

[cartesio]

[ The woman glances at the others in the crowd before turning away and waving down a man in robes. Instead of talking openly, she murmurs to him, and then turns back to Olympia. ]

This man's the priest. He can help you. [ The man nods, and gestures for Olympia to follow him, into the chapel. Proceed? ]

[carbide]

[She sure does proceed! And lo and behold, she actually knows what a priest is. Mostly. She miiiiight expect him to have healing abilities.]

Thank you.

[cartesio]

[ Well, the moment she starts to leave, she may hear some relieved murmurs from behind her. Looks like the townsfolk were hoping to get out of this situation fast...

But the priest seems completely cordial. ]

You're quite welcome. Anyone who's interested in learning, I won't turn away.