cartesianism | Week 4: April 22nd

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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Well, I don't know, either! I'm not exactly, like, well-versed in trying to deal with shit like this, I just...

[She rakes a hand through her hair, taking a seat back on the curb with a sigh.]

That makes two of us.

[Millium sighs, too, quiet for a long moment as she tries to think of what she should be asking.]

I guess...

What do you want me to do so I can just talk to you again like we did before?

...I mean, I can think of something, but I don't know if it's something you can agree to.

[She drums her nails against her leg again.]

I guess neither of us are gonna know unless you ask.

[She looks over at Natalie.]

[After a moment, though it's hesitant:]

...I just want you to promise me you aren't going to do anything like that again.

[There's a moment's pause on Millium's end, too, but:]

I can promise that.

[After all, she has no need to play that game with the Sergeant anymore – or any of his games, really. She has back the one thing she wanted.]

[That clearly takes her by surprise, and she finally glances over at the younger girl.]

Oh. ...Okay.

[Another beat, and then:]

Well, that's... good.