Week 5: April 29th - May 3rd

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Fifth Week

Everything's getting worse. Rose Nylund and Frasier Crane murdered Jughead Jones during the event Jughead worked so hard to organize. Given some of the townspeople were in attendance, it didn't give a good impression -- if the visitors did this when trying to be good people and get along with Cartesio, then how will they behave once they get into destroying everything? The cruel method of Jughead's death also left everyone quite horrified, too.

That may be why it's no surprise the town's quiet unrest is slowly turning into real, tangible fury.

During the week, from time to time stones break some of the windows of the motel, looking outside shows a random passerby running away. Graffiti is left on the walls: 'SEE IF YOU LIKE THIS' 'MURDERERS' 'YOU'RE GOING TO DESTROY US ALL', and other similar messages. Some of the store owners hesitate when the visitors approach, but they don't refuse service because money is always nice.

The Sergeant's pervasive influence is starting to cover not only you, but also the entire town of Cartesio. After all, everything that's happening to you and the motel? It's the result of what you and the other visitors have done.

In the lobby of the motel there's a few more brochures, and the maps have been updated once again.

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MONDAY - April 30th

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NEWSPAPER

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[Weather: Cold weather is bound to end tonight. Until then, winds will course through Cartesio, stopping at sundown.

One of the most recent residents of our town, Waver Velvet, has made good use of his time in Cartesio! Ever since he took the helm of our local library, he has made it much more efficient and usable for everyone in the town.

[There's a photo of Waver Velvet, frowning at the camera, surrounded by children and with a pop-up book on his lap. The caption says 'Head Librarian Waver Velvet during reading time for children']

We can say our library has been revolutionized thanks to his efforts. As acknowledgement to his accomplishments, he has been given some of Mrs. Mitchell's prized lemon pie, and a trophy that was going to be proudly displayed on the counter of the reception desk. When asked for a comment, Mr. Velvet requested everyone to "take off that gaudy object off the table". The trophy was tragically stashed in a corner of the library.

Mr. Velvet is one case more of a former tourist who chose to move to Cartesio and join our community, yet at this point we can't imagine how our lives would be like without him. Thank you for being here, Mr. Waver Velvet.

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[Anyone who visits the fire station or enters there will hear about how Axel's cameras console was found smashed and rendered unusable. It seems the tool used was a hammer, found in the scene of the damages]

[clearities]

[ Today's newspaper is rather heartwrenching and the moment that she sees the familiar face on the pages, although the name is... different? Nevertheless, her fingers grip at it a lot more tightly with tears in her eyes and a sad smile that tells more than words ever could for her. He's okay. That's all that matters. ]

[doublelammy]

...Oh, neato. Melly's okay.

[Looks like that's all she has to say on that.]

[streetwolf]

[This face, just this face.]

[icariot]

[The wind was strong and chilled, but that's hardly something that will stop Hawks at this point.

His first real stop of the day is the flower shop. He walks through the main area first to be thorough, but spends the majority of the time he's there in the greenhouse portion. Idly he'll trail his gloveless hands on various flower leaves, attempting to name any he recognizes.]

A bellflower...? Seems a bit early for one.

--

[The beauty salon is his only other planned stop. Hawks is well acquainted with most of the tools and chemicals scattered about inside a salon like this, and is currently sorting through them. Any empty bottles or irreparably damaged items are being thrown into trash bags, while usable things are grouped together on various flat surfaces. There's even a small selection of things placed on a table away from the rest that Hawks set aside to take with himself when he leaves.]

There, that's marginally better organized. Now I just need to find the combs Miruko always talks about...

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[feel free to wildcard too o/ ]

[pecker]

[Everyone loves the flower shop today! Niwatori is no exception. She's here to search the gardening supplies to see if she can get a new spading fork here... but running into Hawks is a pleasant surprise.]

Oh, Hawks-san, hello... that flower's quite pretty.

[The bellflower. It's definitely one that she doesn't recognize.]

[icariot]

[Hawks looks up at the sound of footsteps on the walkway, and smiles at Niwatori in greeting.]

Hey Niwatori. It’s an autumn bellflower. They don’t usually bloom in April though... [he trails off for a moment before refocusing on Niwatori] What brings you here?

flower shop

[amburere]

[ A flower shop isn't a place that really interests Dabi at all, but you never know what will show up in a place like Cartesio. He was just snooping around when he sees Hawks in the greenhouse and strolls on over. ]

You really think this place believes it's April? Probably thought "April", "Autumn", close enough. 'Cept this is a greenhouse, birdbrain.

[icariot]

[Are you sure it was the flowershop you came here for, Dabi?]

Greenhouses this full of Venus flytraps should have a climate a lot more like a wet summer. So they still wouldn't be this far in growth.

[Hawks sorting through the flowers, pulling some out seemingly at random.]

wildcard!!

[unfashionably]

[ Since they met at the fire station Sting's had an idea. Kind of a weird one, but definitely one he's wanted to try out for a while. That's why, this week, when he spots Hawks he jogs up to him! ]

Hawks, hey! [ A hearty wave! ] How much can you carry?

[icariot]

[Figures the one day Hawks actually walks somewhere he gets stopped, though Sting isn't an unwelcome face. he'll wave back as Sting runs up, one wing partially lifting to mirror his arm.]

Hey, Sting. That's--huh. Depends? I'm no slouch with arm strength but I'm not exactly the best bench-presser. Flying depends on a couple different variables.

Beauty salon

[silvertongueheir]

Oh, that looks much nicer. [Franciscus seems happy to see someone else organizing stuff in these abandoned buildings.]

[icariot]

Nicer, sure, mostly I just wanted to be able to find stuff easily in here.

[robitussin]

[In the morning, Natalie can be found in the diner, glancing over this day's newspaper with a disinterested expression. Or at least, it's disinterested until she realizes a crucial piece of information it's giving.]

...Wait, are we getting a library soon?

[It's difficult to describe anything she says as enthusiastic unless that enthusiasm is sarcastic, but this comes fairly close.

Later on in the day, she can be found in the community kitchen, preparing what looks like some kind of pasta. If she notices anybody coming near, she'll glance their way before speaking up.]

I think I made too much.

[The offer isn't quite stated, but it's at least implied.

As the day winds down, she can be found near the beauty salon, though she hasn't entered quite yet.]

...I have to wonder why this one was abandoned.

beauty salon

[amburere]

[ Making his way out of the salon, Dabi spots Natalie and stops. Their last conversation was dicey to say the least, but right now it seems to be business like usual. ]

If you're gonna loiter, this spots taken.

[robitussin]

[As he addresses her, she glances his way. If she's bothered by what happened at the bakery, she's doing a good job of keeping it hidden.]

...Gotta say, this isn't quite the spot I would've expected you to choose.

Beauty salon

[quickpersuader]

I wonder how many more abandoned buildings there are in this town...

[Like. It's a lot? Either way, Kino's going in.]

[robitussin]

If we keep going at the same rate, probably at least a couple more.

[She follows after as Kino goes in, though, glancing around.]

diner

[protectandselfserve]

Oh, that would be nice!

[he really couldn't help overhearing...]

Might be fun to investigate if they've got microfiche machines, anyway.

[robitussin]

[She blinks, then nods.]

Yeah. I hadn't thought about that, but - we might be able to find information that's useful if they've got something like that.

diner

[clearities]

I remember the policewoman-san talking about it, so I really hope that we do...

[robitussin]

[She nods.]

Yeah. It'd be nice to have something to read... Was it there when you were here last?

Kitchen

[silvertongueheir]

[Yeah, he gets the implications.] Do you need help finishing it up, then?

[robitussin]

[She shrugs.]

Only if you want some. Not a big deal to me.