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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[Niwatori hasn't found it yet, but she's sure they have some. She pokes her fingers together awkwardly.]
Jughead-san and I talked about a gardening shop maybe opening up, when we were discussing the security. If I could have been confident enough to stand guard myself instead of just watching with my birds.... I don't think I would have messed that up...
...Ah, but that bellflower is strange. It definitely isn't autumn.
[She's offering this chance to stay on that topic, showing she's not trying to fish for sympathy.]
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[Hawks smiles as reassuringly as he could, turning towards Niwatori fully.]
Don't beat yourself up, you did what you could at the time. I'm sure Jughead would tell you the same thing.
[Jughead, bless his soul, was a creature of logic. A rare breed, and sorely missed.
He shrugs at the flower topic-- he's not actually much more knowledgeable than the average person in flowers.] The greenhouse could be why it's blooming, since they can bloom in the summer too.
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Oh, you know a fair bit. Do you like flowers like this? They're not really your color... n-not that that's a bad thing, though.
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[Hawks laughs while he plucks up one of the flowers to twirl between his fingers. After a moment he sticks it behind his ear and grins at Niwatori.]
Aw, you don't think blue's my color? [a beat] You're right, I'm more of a warm toned bird. Can't say I don't like the color, but I'm not usually a flower person.