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.

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

Comments

[marmoron]

around town - morning/early afternoon
[It's some time after the execution that Keith is finally free to leave jail and his first order of business is to figure out exactly what the hell happened while he was thoroughly inconvenienced by the po. If you thought maybe spending a few days in jail would've cooled his jets a little, you'd be dead wrong. He'll skip right over the whole hi hello good to see you again routine and dive headfirst into:]

What happened?

[He's heard some of it from Nine, but the whole thing just sounds like a bad fever dream....]

Park - afternoon
[Next on the order of business -- this goddamn mandatory community service thing that Keith has to do as part of getting to leave jail. It's pretty clear to see what Keith's feelings are about this whole deal as he's on his hands and knees planting some pretty looking flowers for the community's park. Judging from the look on his face, you'd think he was on sewer cleaning duty....

If he catches you staring, he just looks up with the most deadpan expression.]

Can I help you?

Weapon Shop - late afternoon / NPC interaction
[Hi, Mason. Do you regret selling one of these nasty tourists all the guns yet? Well in any case, Keith makes his way to the store later in the afternoon to make a fairly simple request.]

Howdy. [It's polite enough, that's a start right?]

around town

[robitussin]

...Good to see you, too.

[But then she pauses, expression appropriately somber, as she asks:]

How much do you know...?

[marmoron]

[Look, it's nothing personal!! Being locked up just wasn't a whole lot of fun and he'd rather just move on asap...

But for what it's worth, some of Keith's urgency is toned down a little as Natalie's expression falls.]

Moloch is... [Dead. Keith doesn't say the word and just leaves the sentence and unspoken question hanging.]

[robitussin]

...Yeah.

[There's an uncomfortable pause as she shifts to cross her arms in front of her, almost protectively.]

Nine is, too.

[marmoron]

[And this is where if Keith weren't so socially awkward, he'd be offering to give her a hug if she needs one, but this is Keith and for better or for worse no such offers are forthcoming.

Instead there's a bitter sort of silence that follows. He drops eye contact, one hand slowly tightening into a clenched fist. He knew about this, but it's not something he wanted confirmed.]

Moloch. How'd he die... and what was he doing out there?

around town

[doublelammy]

[Hi? Good morning to you, too? Millium, for her part, has entire suitcases under her eyes and looks considerably worse for wear than when Keith last saw her.]

O-oh. Um. Weekend was kinda rough, is all.

[She thinks he's asking about what happened to her.]

[marmoron]

[That is absolutely not what Keith meant, but he's not so cold as to just outright ignore the obvious fact that Milium is having a spectacular time.]

You need to talk about it?

[Not that he thinks she wants to talk to the local gun weirdo, but it's a sincere enough offer.]

[doublelammy]

[There's not a ton she really wants to reiterate about everything that just went down, especially not with the local gun nut, but—]

...Nine got fed up with bein' the only part of his group here, so he went n' killed Moloch and now he's dead, too.

[That's certainly a summary of what happened? It also skips over the part where not only was Nine dead, but all of Class Zero was, too.]

It's... it's just so stupid. We all have people we miss, right? Everybody had someone in that video...

[marmoron]

[It takes Keith all of two seconds to remember just how uncomfortable trying to do this "cheering people up" business makes him feel. A task that's made harder by the fact that he's actually kinda pissed that Nine picked Moloch as a victim, but Milium is pretty clearly not the person to have that conversation with.]

There's no reason to take the Sergeant at his word.

[Of course, Milium would know that one better than anyone else.]

park;

[kingbomber]

Huh? Why would I need your help for anything, weapons freak?

[ So apparently this is how we're starting off today. ]

[marmoron]

[God why is that his well deserved nickname now. Keith gets to his feet, not wanting to have to look up to talk to this kid. It's very mature.]

It's Keith.

[There's a gardening trowel in his hand so that's probably a -5 on the overall 'don't fuck around with me' effect....]

[kingbomber]

Weapons freak it is.

[ Definitely a -5. ]

Did you suddenly think it'd be a good time to do a career change from being a full-time weapons hoarder to a gardner or what?

[marmoron]

[He has about half a mind to ask if Bakugou suddenly thinks it'd be a good time to live with a broken nose, but he literally just got out of jail; he's not going back for assault and battery or whatever.]

You sure got a weird obsession with what I'm doing. Guess that's kind of flattering.

NPC

[cartesio]

[ Last week and the one before, Mason was all smiles. Especially to Keith. This week, he seems...a bit more hesitant. ]

Uh... Howdy.

[marmoron]

[All things considered, Keith isn't surprised by the tonal shift, but it doesn't mean he's pleased about it.]

Something wrong, Mason?

[Let's just...get the whole airing out any grienvances and issues out of the way first, maybe.]

[cartesio]

Well... You know, man...

[ He offers a smile, but it's kind of forced. ]

Everything the other day freaked me out a little.

[marmoron]

...yeah. Can't blame you.

[He drops eye contact for a moment.]

I'm not exactly thrilled about what's been going on either.

[UNDERSTATEMENT OF THE CENTURY. He's trying really hard not to be extreme in his wording here.]

park

[burgerprince]

[Jughead gives him a Look.]

You got community service?

[marmoron]

[Jughead's getting a look right back. No, it's not community service. Keith just LOVES hydrangeas so freaking much.]

I'm "reforming."

[Said so dryly the quotation marks are audible. Can you tell it's working.]

[burgerprince]

[Hmm. Not sure. Needs confirmation.]

How's that working out for you?

[marmoron]

Not well. Guess I'm a hardened criminal through and through.

[Just a tiny grin there.]

Morning

[quickpersuader]

[Good morning to you too, Keith. Kino was headed to the weapons shop, but I guess we're giving info now.]

We were dragged into messing with the theater, and the Sergeant gave us all something of ours in return. There were cameras though, so now the whole town knows we were behind it.

Talking to the townspeople could be tricky from now on.

[marmoron]

[Okay this part is completely new to him and Keith just blinks in surprise at that.]

Why would the Sergeant want a theater trashed? [....] And what do you mean he gave you something in return for it? What does he have of ours?

[quickpersuader]

I'm not sure about that yet.

[Probably something worth asking about, though. Over burgers... maybe fries.] I don't know what he gave to everyone else, but... Well, you know that country I told you about? The one where everyone got pets?

[marmoron]

Yeah.

[So Kino got his pet back meaning... Cosmo?

His expression darkens immediately, eyes snapping away from Kino and towards the lodge. ....Looks like he's got a new bone to pick, thanks.]