Week 4: April 22nd - April 26th

[cartesio]

Fourth Week

A second murder shook the town of Cartesio. Clarisse's ambush plan ended with Katsuki Bakugou's death. Now what?

Nothing to be done other than continuing their life and watch what happens. After two weeks, after the deaths they have seen, it's hard to think there's a way out. The only option is to wait for the right chance to turn the tables and see a weak point in the Sergeant's plans -- and hopefully not see any murders.

The townspeople's attitude towards the tourists soured even more. The destruction of the church was much worse than anything they had seen so far, and they ran out of patience. People who in the past were nice and wanted nothing more than to make the tourists happy now aren't afraid of saying to their faces what's what. Random pedestrians shout at the visitors, telling them to stop being criminals. Although there are a few who have more patience than the rest, general opinion is clear:

The tourists are nuisances, to say the least.

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

[integratedsoul]

[ It's so good to have a kitchen of their own so they don't have to bother the people at the diner if they want to make food. Cian's delighted. She made quite a few promises that are food-related, so she can be found in the community kitchen literally all day long.

In the morning, you'll find her cleaning the place. Can't cook if it's all dirty and messed up. Cian is wearing loose clothes from the clothing store because she doesn't mind those getting dirty and she is armed with a multitude of cleaning supplies.
The state of the kitchen visibly grosses her out and once she gets to the dirtier corners, it is clear that she has a lot of reservations about touching anything but.... she perseveres. This will turn into a hygienic work-space or so help her.

Starting in the early afternoon, Cian's changed into her normal clothes and she can be found baking up a storm. As she promised to Sting and Gant respectively, there is angel cake and there is carrot cake. Additionally there are a bunch of banana muffins. Feel free to join her in making all of this - or to just steal her ingredients, I guess.

And then in the evening as all the pastries are already standing finished, she'll start with real food. There's a plate of insalata caprese and also there is lasagna. Natalie wanted Italian after all.

It's around 8pm when Cian finally switches locations. Anyone passing by the motel lounge will find a buffet with all above-mentioned foods has been set out. Nobody seems to be handing anything out though, so maybe you'll just have to take matters into your own hands?
If you're looking for Cian, you can find her in one of the lounge chairs simply sleeping. This day was way too exhausting and what started as 'I'll just sit down a second' turned into a long nap. ]

motel lounge

[doublelammy]

[Millium's been out and about all day, so aside from perhaps passing Cian in the morning after helping Kino out with some questionable cooking, Millium's missed almost all of Cian's activities.

She's enticed by the smell of food when she finally wanders back into the motel, and then promptly distracted by the sleeping Cian in the corner.

Her first move is to go over and peer at her to make sure she's still breathing. Once she's confirmed that, she leaves the lounge and heads upstairs to her room. A couple minutes later, she descends the stairs once more, holding a ball of quilt in her arms and balancing a small stuffed bear between it and her chin.

She lets the bear drop to the floor beside Cian for a moment so that she can lay out the quilt on top of her. Once that's done, she picks up the bear, setting it on top of the quilt in her lap.

She smiles at her handiwork, then goes to get herself some food. Her work here is done.]

[integratedsoul]

[ Millium's reward is a sleeping Cian subconsciously nestling deeper into the blankets. Her dreams are definitely sweeter now that she doesn't need to be cold anymore.

She doesn't wake up for what's probably nearing another hour and when she does open her yes she's... disoriented. This is a little too comfortable to be the motel lounge, yet... it is? She's holding a teddybear??

That's confusing first, but then just sweet. Cian smiles and looks around the lounge, but Millium has presumably moved on to elsewhere by now... ? ]

[doublelammy]

[Yes, Millium has moved back up to her motel room. However, at some point over the past hour, she came back down and left a little note. It's unsigned, but given what it's written on – a little paper shark – its sender should be clear.]

I'd like the blanket back at some point but the bear is yours

Thanks for the food! It was good ☺

[integratedsoul]

[ Every remaining bit of confusion turns into joy at that note. Every kindness she's offered in this place means so much more to Cian than niceness in her homeworld ever did. Millium may have killed a girl at the start of this week, but she still takes cares of Cian so well... Whatever the girl may be capable of, Cian is learning to love her dearly.

That teddybear gets a very tight squeeze by Cian now. Just because a woman is 28 doesn't mean she can't enjoy stuffed animals, especially when they come with such cute gestures.

A bit later, after she's cleaned up the lobby some, Cian walks up to Millium's room and knocks. ]

Millium-chan? It's the blanket return service!

[doublelammy]

[Millium sits upright at the knock.]

Coming!

[There's the soft patter of small feet running over to the door. When it opens, there's Millium in a cute pair of pajamas she lifted from the abandoned clothing store.]

Morning, sleepyhead~

[She grins at Cian.]

[integratedsoul]

It's a bit late for morning, even if I napped....

[ Which is! kind of embarrassing! ]

I just wanted to sit down a moment, but then I didn't even wake up when you covered me... Which I wanted to thank you for. It was super sweet.

[doublelammy]

Ehehe, I know. I'm just picking on you a little.

[Lovingly!]

You're welcome! You looked real tuckered out, and being cold and tryin' to sleep is the worst. Least I could do when you went n' made all that food!

[integratedsoul]

I might have overestimated my abilities a little - cleaning the kitchen beforehand was already tiring enough...

[ She had so underestimated just how dirty it would be... ]

Though I'm happy you liked what I made! I'll try cooking again, just... in more reasonable amounts.

[doublelammy]

But you pulled it off! Man, Cian. For as sweet as you look, you really do go hard or go home, huh?

But hee. Prolly a good idea. Hey, hey. If you ever wanna get cooking again, maybe we can do it together?

Evening

[amburere]

[ The addition of a community kitchen doesn't matter much to Dabi, but it's better to check it out anyway. As far as his eating habits in Cartesio go, they're actually a hell of a lot healthier than back home, mostly things to one feathered individual. Mooching off of Hawks or grabbing a snack at the gas station had been his plan even with the welcoming aroma coming from the kitchen—until he spots Cian.
Mosying on up and grabbing a muffin, Dabi leans on the counter (if he's in her way too bad)without saying hello. ]

Only Italian I've had is pizza.

[integratedsoul]

[ Though the muffin has been cruelly taken without warning, Cian's face basically lights up seeing it. A day's worth of slaving over this kitchen is made incredibly worth it when she knows her food is actually being eaten. ]

I usually order it in restaurants more than cook it myself, but Natalie-chan said she likes it, so I have it a try. You're welcome to have some when all is done!

[amburere]

[ Nom nom. ]

Don't get around to those either. [ When you're a high profile wanted villain, you're not exactly welcome at fine dining establishments. ]

...ain't that unhealthy by your standards?

[integratedsoul]

[ That underground bar should have stepped up its game while it still could! ]

A lot of what I'm making here is, yes.

I'm probably still a far cry from making food that's up to the standards of this world, but I'm trying to adjust my own taste - and to make food that everyone else would want to eat, naturally.

[ She's very sure none of the other tourists want to chew on metaphorical cardboard. ]

[amburere]

[ Kurogiri could only do so much but he's still best villain dad. ]

You've come a long way from being spooked by bacon. [ Pause to continue muffin eating. ]

Can't make much Japanese without soy sauce and miso.

[integratedsoul]

[ That may not exactly have been a compliment, but Cian still absolutely lights up at 'you've come a long way'. Dabi is all cool and rebellious and critical, so even his acknowledgement means a lot to someone like Cian. ]

Seeing that we're in the USA, we should probably be eating a lot of burgers or something instead.

[ And that would still kill her, she is pretty sure. ]

Did the muffins turn out fine?

[amburere]

[ Shrug. If that's what you make he's not picky. ]

Yeah. And it's not chicken. [ ??? ]

[integratedsoul]

[ ..... uh? ]

Do you... eat chicken muffins where you're from?

[amburere]

[ That's not what he meant, but her question actually makes sense so- ]

Chicken McMuffins.

early afternoon

[clearities]

Ohh... this is a lot of food.

[ Sakura is honestly really surprised and it shows in her tone along with her wide, bright green eyes. ]

You made this all yourself?

[integratedsoul]

[ That comment makes Cian reevaluate her work with fresh eyes as well. Oh boy... Sakura is right. That is a lot. ]

Seems I did. [ A sheepish chuckle. ]

I promised a lot of people cake last week.

[clearities]

Hoeeee... [ Still surprised. She doesn't think that she ever can't be, with this. ] What kinds of cake?

[integratedsoul]

Sting-san asked for Angel Cake and Gant-san asked for carrot cake, so I prioritized those! The banana muffins weren't a request, I just felt like making them.

[ Add something in the mix that at least halfway seems healthy, just for the part of her conscience that keeps berating her for lowering the community health standard with this! ]

[clearities]

I see! [ She nods enthusiastically, looking rather pleased and starry eyed at how good this all looks. ] You're really good at making all of these, Cian-san. Did someone teach you how?

[integratedsoul]

I liked cooking and baking at home! Though the equipment and recipes were different in a lot of ways, so I had to as Mitchell-san from the diner for her advice to make this.

[ Bless that woman, Cian is very grateful. ]