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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Comments

[amburere]

Exactly. [ His smirk really speaks for itself here. Society was broken and only benefited those who fit into it's neat little lines. ]

They don't have to be. His quirk has a lot of utility. [ A beat as he debates whether to elaborate, but the basics are the villain name so. ] He can compress anything into 'bout the size of a marble.

[burgerprince]

Must be great for sleight of hand...and shoplifting, probably.

[amburere]

Combat too. [ This smile. ]

[burgerprince]

You’re gonna have to explain that one.

[He’s listening.]

[amburere]

People. It's how we kidnapped the brat, can't do much trapped in a marble.

[ Quirks are weird, some of them seem innocent enough...]

[burgerprince]

[He raises his eyebrows with a nod.]

Creative. There have to be better options for abductees, though.

[amburere]

[ Mr. Compress is good. And not creative at naming himself, but eh. ]

That's the whole reason the boss wanted 'im. Thought he'd be easily won over.

[burgerprince]

Surprised he would've let him get a word in.

[amburere]

Oh, the brat listened. Then he shot off an explosion in Shigaraki's face. [ The most emphatic shrug. This is why he refused to release Bakugou from his constraints and made someone else do it. There really was only one outcome when it came to that kid. ]

[burgerprince]

Of course he did. Kind of sounds like that guy's fault for not expecting that.

[amburere]

It was. Would've been an interesting short-lived fight, but then we got interrupted by a "pizza delivery". [ Audible air quotes for extra emphasis. ]

[burgerprince]

A pizza delivery.

[Right.]

Subtle.

[amburere]

[ Hold on, he makes an effort to be even more deadpan than his norm. ]

No, that's what they called it. The pro heroes knocked on the door of our hideout using that as their excuse.

...then they busted through the wall.

[burgerprince]

They-

[Give him. A moment.]

And that's being professional?

[amburere]

Surprised?

[ The heroes of MHA everyone \o/ ]

[burgerprince]

Oh no, not at all. That’s just the pinnacle of professionalism and subtlety.

[ Incredible. ]

[amburere]

Tell me 'bout it. Then they smashed through the roof of a warehouse, cause just smashing through the door wasn't enough there either.