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

[amburere]

[ Huh. He expected Sting to just keep going on like Hawks, not to actually present him with his actual secret. Well far be it from him to turn down information, he takes the letter and scans it over quickly. ]

...dunno, they could take pointers from this for the sports festival. [ Part disparaging, part a joke, equal parts questionable effort. He slides the letter back, then gets up to fetch something from the counter. Several seconds later he returns with a jar of sprinkles. ]

Least add something edible to the spoons.

[unfashionably]

[ It isn't until Dabi comes back with the sprinkles and sees them that he actually stops and laughs. Takin' that in stride, makin' a joke, and then trying to cheer him up? That's something else and, in a lot of ways, it actually warms his heart.

He can't help but fondly remember Sabertooth as he grins and, while wiping away a tear with one hand, he throws one arm around Dabi's shoulder. There's a squeeze there and, yeah, it's quick, but it's essentially a one-armed hug. The audacity! And then he takes the sprinkles. ]

You're right about that. These things weren't made with "tasty" in mind, but maybe it's time I tried something else. [ Grinning over!! ] Do you want any? Or maybe you can burn the rest after I get a bowl.

[amburere]

[ He really should have seen that hug coming. Toga was a hugger, and he's pretty much been treating Sting like he's a mix of her and Twice (for some reason). Next time he'll be more prepared. Least he doesn't need to tell Sting to get off—his mood definitely would have soured if there was prolong contact.

Staring at Sting and the sprinkles with a blank expression. ]

Pass. Rather burn somethin' else, there's nothing interesting left here. Later. [ Have fun with your white food Sting, he's leaving. And being awfully confused at what transpired here. ]