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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[Welcome to the fourth week! If you want to contact the Sergeant, please post here!. Also please remember to submit your activity check!]

Comments

[robitussin]

[In the morning, before the show begins, something new is happening near the lodge. Luckily, compared to most things that happen in this town, it's decidedly more pleasant. There's a small shed, doors opened wide, with music coming out of it.

It's being played with both skill and passion, and anyone who comes to take a look will see Natalie there, focused as her fingers move over the keys. That may not be surprising for anyone who's studied the guestbook, but she certainly looks different than normal - to begin with, there's an honest, sincere smile on her face. Apart from that, she seems comfortable, at ease, more than she has since arriving here.

As focused as she is, she won't notice anyone approaching until she's done playing unless they make some sort of noise.]

[clearities]

[ Sakura isn't the type to interrupt in the middle, so she just listens, something serene in her own expression before she's done and starts clapping. ]

You really are good, Natalie! [ She sounds so pleased about that? ]

[robitussin]

[She turns away from the keys when she hears Sakura's voice, the smile fading for a moment into an expression of surprise. She leans away from the instrument, glancing towards the ground as she shifts back to the way she normally acts.]

...Thanks. I've, um, I've had a lot of practice.

[clearities]

I could tell. [ Even if she's not overly familiar with music herself-- that's more of her friend's department, she can tell when someone's putting care into something that they truly love. ] You seem to really like playing the piano, and I really liked listening to you.

[robitussin]

[She gives another nod of gratitude, but she seems eager to shift away from the praise.]

Do you, um, know a lot about music?

[clearities]

A little bit? They make us sing in class... but my best friend, Tomoyo-chan? She's a really good singer, and she's in the choir!

[doublelammy]

[Millium hears that sound, and like the curious little thing she is, goes to investigate.

Her eyes widen as she sees who's inside and playing, hanging in the door with her hand against the frame for a moment before wandering in and taking a seat on the floor nearby. She wraps her arms around her legs, closing her eyes and moving back and forth a little as she listens, a little smile on her face.

She won't interrupt. She knows better than to get between a musician and their love. But she will enjoy this.]

[robitussin]

[As the music concludes, Natalie waits for a few moments as the sound lingers, fingers laying atop the keys rather than pressing down. She exhales a breath it feels like she's been holding in for weeks... And that's when she notices Millium there.

She blinks, moving her hands away from the keys as the smile is replaced by surprise.]

Hey. Didn't see you there.

[doublelammy]

Hehe. Sorry. Didn't wanna interrupt you.

[Millium smiles up at her.]

Learned well enough back in school not to get between the musician n' their music. [Small, soft Elliot is surprisingly capable of death glares, as it turns out.] And also, I just wanted to listen.

You're really good.

[robitussin]

Nah, don’t apologize. I’m glad you didn’t.

[In a way, she needed this more than she realized - the one thing that’s always made sense to her. There’s a softer quality to her voice than normal.]

Well, I’ve had a while to practice. But, um, thanks.

[doublelammy]

Your whole life, I'm guessing? 'Cause yeah. From what little I had to learn... that's definitely not somethin' you get that good at overnight.

But hey, it's always nice knowin' your hard work paid off, right?

[She tilts her head a little with a grin.]

I'm glad you finally got this.

[robitussin]

Um, thanks.

[It's a little more uncomfortable this time, even sheepish. Still, there's a sigh before she moves on.]

I mean, if we're being honest, I'm kind of pissed that whatever I did was enough to earn this when I was actively trying to go against what the Sergeant wanted us to do, but. You know. Don't look a gift horse in the mouth, or whatever.

[doublelammy]

Aha... yeah, I can see that, I guess.

[She puts her hands behind her, leaning back onto them.]

Maybe it's not like that, though? 'Cause like, I'm pretty sure the rest of us did way worse than you. [Millium "Mastermind" Orion, here.] And like, Sarge wouldn't be doin' all of this to us if he didn't like messing with us.

So maybe it's not so much that you "earned" it as he's tryin' to piss you off.

[robitussin]

[It's clear from her expression that she hasn't considered this, but she nods after a moment.]

...Maybe. I guess I could ask him about it later. [An almost amused noise.] I bother him enough, after all.

[doublelammy]

May as well, yeah? Worst you can do is get his usual shady dodgy answer.

What is it you go bother him about? I've only really been t'see him the once.

[robitussin]

[She shrugs.]

Whenever something seems weird to me or something new happens, I run it by him. Like you said, the worst that ever happens is that he refuses to tell me. Everything I’ve got out of him is something I’ve brought up at a meeting, though.

[silvertongueheir]

[Franciscus is also polite enough to wait for her to finish her song.] You finally got that piano you were hoping for?

[robitussin]

[Once she hears him, she removes her hands from the keys, glancing his way.]

Yeah, I did. I... didn't think I would, honestly, but it's nice.

[silvertongueheir]

[He nods.] You play very well. Do you take requests?

[robitussin]

Requests?

[She pauses, thinking that over.]

Depends what I have memorized. I don't exactly have sheet music here.

[silvertongueheir]

[A slight shrug.] I'll make it more general then. Do you know any ballroom dance songs?

[robitussin]

You mean like a waltz? Sure, yeah. Why, though?

[silvertongueheir]

It's my preferred type of music, that's all. I do know how to do the waltz, though in this case I lack a partner.

[robitussin]

[She pauses for a moment, thinking, before she starts to play.]

Something like this?

[silvertongueheir]

[He nods slightly, closing his eyes and smiling. His feet seem to tap out patterns on the floor as she plays, although he doesn't actually move from his position.]