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]

Couldn't he have found, like... Real musicians? You can't get anybody to sound that good in a short period of time, no matter how much you make them practice.

[doublelammy]

It was for the school festival. Every class had to put on some kind of event, and ours was the concert.

And I mean... we won, an' Class I put on an opera. So I dunno, Elliot might just be a miracle worker.

[robitussin]

...Holy shit.

[She seems suitably impressed, at least.]

How late did he make all of you stay up to pull that off?

[doublelammy]

I think we maxed out on like three hours of sleep a night for a couple weeks, there. I was kinda too delirious to remember.

[robitussin]

...Oh, that's not that bad.

[natalie]

[doublelammy]

[...Natalie.]

Do I wanna know how much sleep you usually get...?

[robitussin]

[A beat.]

Here or back home?

[doublelammy]

Um... back home, prolly. I think this place messed with a lot of people's sleep schedules.

[robitussin]

Well, it depends on the time of year and what classes I'm taking. When we're close to an exam or there's a recital or swim meet coming up, it's probably less than normal.

[A beat, thinking it over.]

On a good day, maybe like three or four hours?

[doublelammy]

[Stare...]

You... do know that's not healthy, right?

[robitussin]

Not getting into a good college is also unhealthy.

[literally untrue but sure natalie]

It's fine, there are weekends and everything.

[doublelammy]

...which school you go to effects your health in your world? Scary...

[Don't tell her these things, Natalie? She'll believe them?]

I mean, I guess, but...

[robitussin]

Well, no, it's not like you're going to be diseased if you don't get accepted somewhere prestigious.

[She says, and then absolutely doesn't do anything to reconcile those two statements.]

It's fine, seriously.

[doublelammy]

I guess. I just know I was super out of it when we were runnin' like that, and I already don't sleep a ton, so...

Just don't run yourself out so much you get sick, I guess. That'd totally suck.

[robitussin]

[She tilts her head.]

I mean, you can say that, but I don't really have a choice. I sleep whenever I'm done working and wake up whenever I have to leave for school again.

[doublelammy]

[Another stare...]

I went to military school where we were doin' combat drills on top o' normal classwork and we were goin' out on field studies n' helpin' people all over Erebonia and they still made sure we got enough sleep.

What kinda crazy torture school do you go to?

[AMERICA, FUCK YEAH]

[robitussin]

[She pauses, and then laughs, bitter.]

One where I wake up at 6:30 to get to the bus by 7:15, start classes at around 8:00, get out of school at 2:30, leave swim practice by 4:00, get home between 4:30 and 5:00, eat dinner, start piano practice at 6:00, then at 8:00, once I've done that and had a chance to shower, start the several hours of homework that I have for each of my six classes.

[America.]

1/2

[doublelammy]

[. . .]

2/2

[doublelammy]

I am so sorry.

[robitussin]

[She shakes her head.]

Don't be. It'll be worth it when I get into Yale.

[doublelammy]

And Yale is... a good, non-disease school?

[robitussin]

All schools are pretty non-diseased. [...] Except community colleges.

[natalie no]

But yeah, it's... Basically, there are a group of eight colleges that get referred to as Ivy League, and they're basically the best education you can get out of the thousands in the country I live in. Yale is one of them.

[doublelammy]

Okay. Community colleges have the plague for some reason. Got it.

[Natalie look what you've done]

Okay. I guess that makes sense... I don't actually like, have to care enough about my education to really get it, but I guess I can get where you're coming from. Only makes sense to want the best you can get.

...

What's the goal after, though?

[robitussin]

Not quite.

[She says without, once again, clarifying. Still, that question... She pauses for a moment, looking back down at the piano keys.]

I don't know, but... Reaching that goal is going to give me enough time to figure that out, and it's going to put me in a much better place to do it.

[doublelammy]

[Thanks, Natalie. Helpful.

Still, Millium looks thoughtful at that. It's not the best way to look at things, perhaps, but... well, from what she knows, it's worked out okay for Rean, so why not Natalie? She's even more driven than he ever was, at least scholastically.]

...All right, that makes sense. From what I understood, even though I came in pretty late, that's kinda why Rean went to Thors, too.

So... I hope it works out for you like it did for him.