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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[You know who hasn't gone clothes shopping in a long time and who really needs to do some more poking around? This girl!
With how small she is, the racks seem more like a vast forest to her, but she's still cheerfully pawing through and occasionally plucking out items. Only about half of the mountain she's developing in her arms looks like it's even slightly appropriate for her.]
Hm~ Lammy would look cute in this!
[Okay, she clearly can't be trusted alone. Anyone want to dress the muppet?]
[shooting range]
[Millium promised she'd keep up with practice, but after the weekend, she hasn't found it in her to make her way over here yet. That changes now!
She's got little balls of cotton stuck in her ears as she aims a revolver at the target, firing 8 shots in at least some sort of slow rhythm. Her aim has definitely gotten better since she started.
Once the shots are fired, she sighs, relaxing her posture and kneeling down with the gun.]
Okay, okay, maintenance. Let's see...
[She'll be talking herself through the steps as she goes. She's probably fairly easy to startle right now...]
[ice cream parlor]
[Millium can be found sitting by herself, kicking her legs at her seat and looking thoughtfully at a dish of salted caramel ice cream, occasionally taking a bite of it just so she can finish it before it melts.]
Huh. Guess it does work pretty well...
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[She's everywhere, she never ends. Start something fun, or hit me up on
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...Maybe you should wait until you get it back to worry about that.
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[She pauses, looking at the top she's holding and then holding it up in front of Natalie.]
Unless you want it? Might be cute on you, too.
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[Ahem.]
Nah, I'm good. I'm not much for bows or anything like that.
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[#priorities]
Aww, why not? But okay. [She's not putting it back, though.] But fiiiine, fine, I guess I can look for me... um...
[She's toddling off... toward the section of frilly undergarments. While similar items might be useful, Millium please you are a child]
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[Which is absolutely not happening.]
Just not my— [Thing, she's about to say, before she sees where Millium is heading.] ...No!
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[Seriously, that's not happening in a million years.]
Huh? Why not~?
[There's something to her tone of voice that indicates she knows exactly why not, but she puts on her best innocent face.]
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[Also incredibly unlikely.]
You know exactly why!
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...I mean, I don't wanna dump on your dreams or anything, but, uh... have you seen Clarisse?
[But in regards to the undergarments:]
No one's gonna see 'em anyway!
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ice cream parlor
Coming to a revelation?
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Yeah! That salt actually does work really well in sweet things.
[There might be a story to that.]
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[He says this like it should be common knowledge.]
You’ve never dipped fries into a shake before?
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No. [Breathlessly.] Oh my gosh, now I gotta get fries n' a shake from the diner later! Which flavor shake is best?
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If you get classic fries, vanilla. Cajun ones need chocolate.
[Hope you're noting this down, kid.]
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Regular with vanilla, cajun with chocolate. Okay!
[She has infinite space in her head for useless trivia like this. There is no need for a notebook here.]
But no, I just thought it was something I messed up when baking one time n' Rean was just bein' nice when he said it actually tasted good.
[She... may have actually, literally swapped salt for sugar.]
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[He shoves a spoon of ice cream in his mouth.]
Most people won't appreciate it.
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Sophisticated, huh~? See, now I'm just wonderin' if you're usin' fancy words to try to trick me into eating something weird.
But joke's on you, if you are. I like lots of weird things.
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[ AT least Millium would never melt the bloody ice cream like Dabi did...! ]
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[She waves with her off hand.]
Salt in sweet things. I thought that was just me messing up, but this is actually really good.
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Sounds like it would taste like shit.
[ He tries it.
...Aaaand immediately goes to deposit it into the trash. ]
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[Of all the things Bakugou has done, this is what upsets her.]
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[ It really did almost meet the trash but didn't.
Hmm, he gets this idea to flick some of the ice cream at her. He's so mature. [
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[And then ice cream hits her and she sputters.]
Hey!
[Are they really doing this? APPARENTLY THEY ARE. She grabs a small spoonful of ice cream and flings it right back at him.
It's only week 3 and these two are already going to get banned from the ice cream parlor... I can't believe...]
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[ This is silly but he's tossing some more ice cream at her now. Yep they'll probably get banned but he doesn't care...he is totally having a BLAST. ]
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