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

[robitussin]

I’m being sincere, I promise.

[Moving on, though!!]

You said you had some questions?

[cartesio]

Yes. Yes I do.

[He waves at everyone]

You all have been blaming the Sergeant for everything. I should ask if you have any proof of this, because this sounds like you're blaming the most convenient scapegoat around.

[silvertongueheir]

Would you know his handwriting if you saw it? [I mean, there is the note they've got.]

[cartesio]

I haven't even seen the guy before.

[That's a no]

[silvertongueheir]

[Hm. He looks thoughtful for a moment, then takes his secrets motive envelope out of a pocket.] Do you recognize this style of envelope?

[cartesio]

[ He peers at it. ]

No...? No I can't say I do.

[silvertongueheir]

Precisely. Last week, the Sergeant was the one who gave us those envelopes with secrets of ours inside. He threatened to share them with everyone back home as well, should no murder occur.

[cartesio]

Do you have proof they're from him? These could just be things you wrote up yourselves.

[silvertongueheir]

If you don't recognize the envelopes, that means there's nowhere in town we could have got them either, doesn't it? Besides, you could at least compare the handwriting to see they're all similar. [There's enough people who don't care about their secrets, right?]

Or...does this town have a printing shop of any sort?

[cartesio]

We do, of course. By the bakery.

[ So, another place none of you have been able to find. ]

A single handwriting doesn't point at this man either, though. I'd have to say, I wouldn't believe such an accusation without something...a little more concrete.

[robitussin]

...I understand that it doesn’t look so good.

[But.]

You give us a few days and some kind of recording device, and we could get some.

[cartesio]

...I'm not sure about this. That would give you all a chance to falsify evidence, in my opinion.

[robitussin]

How so?

[cartesio]

...I'm not just going to tell you how to falsify evidence.

[robitussin]

...No, that’s not quite what I meant.

[A small pause, before she continues on.]

It’s more... If we did that, we could stand to lose what’s left of our reputation here. I don’t think that’s a risk any of us would be willing to take. But if we give it back to you and you have the slightest bit of doubt in what we give you... It’s time you could have spent on other things, sure, but then you’d know once and for all what kind of people we are. So, in this worst case scenario that won’t happen, you’ll still benefit. You’ll know the truth.

[quickpersuader]

[Helpfully:]

If it's a cheap recording device, we wouldn't even be able to change the audio anyway.

[cartesio]

[ It's after a long pause that Robert clears his throat and nods. ]

That does sound more reasonable than most things any of you have said... I'll give it some thought. It's not like I can just pull one out of my sleeve, now, right?

[robitussin]

Right, it doesn't have to be right now. But, thank you for considering it.

[relieable]

....... [this could be a bad idea, but...]

He gave me a note that told me I could go home if I survive. It’s not signed, but I think it’s in his writing.

[cartesio]

If you can't prove that's from him, it doesn't look like much more than a prank.

[relieable]

[huffs]

Guess it does. Though, aren’t you pointing a lot of fingers at us, too? You just said you’ve never spoken to the Sergeant, so why aren’t you askin’ him stuff?

[cartesio]

The man's hard to get in touch with...and he hasn't been caught red-handed at the scene of any crimes, like any of you have.

[relieable]

[SQUINTS]

I’d like t’hear his side of the story, if you could catch ‘im. [a slight pause, he’s thinking about his words] You came here to ask us questions, and we’re doin’ our best to answer them. Most of us are all pointing fingers at that guy, saying he’s behind all the shit goin’ on here. Doesn’t it make you wanna seek out the truth? Or are you only interested in giving the townsfolk a slanted view?

[cartesio]

I- I don't appreciate anyone questioning my journalistic integrity, excuse me! Before all this, the man was just minding his business, a little antisocial, but not involved in murder, or property damage, or anything like that.

Are you saying I should go and harass someone who could be completely innocent? Is that your idea of journalism?

[relieable]

[geez...]

I’m just sayin’ when so many people are pointing a finger at one person, it’s weird. If I was a reporter, I’d wanna check every angle, yanno? Maybe he is innocent, but don’t you wanna prove that to this town?

[playing devil’s advocate here is going to wind up killing someone, isn’t it]