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

bakery

[burgerprince]

[Jughead can appreciate a fine range of cuisine, which is what brings him here whilst Natalie's in such an unfortunate situation. He briefly glances at the notebook, and, choosing to prioritize her privacy over his curiosity, nudges her awake.]

Pretty sure faking your own death doesn't work round here.

[robitussin]

What, what—

[She springs up, startled, when he nudges her. It's quick enough that the bagel goes directly from her face right onto her lap, cream cheese side down.

A long pause ensues, during which she tries to accept this is her life.]

Yes. Faking my own death, on Wednesday, with a bagel, in a highly populated area. [...] Hand me a napkin?

[burgerprince]

The perfect crime.

[He grab a napkin, and holds it out to her.]

Something keep you up all night, or did the bagel just look comfy?

[robitussin]

Definitely the bagel. The perfect pillow.

[She takes the napkin with a nod, trying to wipe the cream cheese off her jeans.]

Nah, just... Thinking about stuff, I guess. There’s a lot to think about here.

[burgerprince]

Sure is.

[He slides into a vacant seat as she makes an attempt to clean up.]

What’s your chosen topic today?

[robitussin]

Just circling back around to why all of us are here, I guess. Like, not why people are here, why it's us specifically.

[She sighs, flipping the notebook closed.]

[burgerprince]

You think we were chosen for a reason?

[Not that he hadn't considered the idea but did any of them really have much in common?]

[robitussin]

I know we were. He told me a while ago, but he wouldn't tell me the reason. He said it was really important, though, so... Maybe we'll actually get some headway if I can figure it out.