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Cartesio NPCs ([personal profile] cartesio) wrote in [community profile] cartesianism2018-10-14 10:52 am

WEEK 3: April 15th - April 19th



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!]
marmoron: prescar (who forced him to contemplate)

[personal profile] marmoron 2018-10-16 06:01 pm (UTC)(link)
[Keith opens his envelope with a thoroughly deadpan expression. He's already yelled every demoralizing, shitty thing he could think to say at the paladin; there's nothing, he thinks, the Sergeant could tell them outside of lying his shadow face off, that would hurt them more than what he's already done by himself. Keith isn't proud of it.

He reads the contents of the letter with that exact mindset, meaning he's not making any attempts to conceal it as he reads.

Keith doesn't regret leaving Voltron for the Blades.

Funny. He used to think the paladins didn't hold that one against him, but he can still see the cold look in Allura's eyes. You left us. Lance's glare. Why don't you just leave?

Keith crumples the paper.
]

They all knew that already.