Killers and victims, killers and victims. Three of your own have fallen prey to murderous intent last week. Your numbers keep shrinking. Azura has fallen prey to Franciscus in the same night that Olympia betrayed her friend Millium and killed Cian who wound up in the crossfire. At this rate, is there anyone you can trust?
The townspeople's anger burns hotter than ever. Wherever they go, must they live in fear of stumbling on a corpse? They can't live like this. More than ever, the visitors are being shown that they are
unwelcome.
Walking outdoors, cold looks are the norm. Shouted profanity isn't unexpected. Barely anybody is willing to still hold a conversation with any visitors.
Even within the motel, there is no feeling of safety any longer. Not only have two people died in this very place, no, now the townspeople also lost their fear of coming inside. While they don't enter private rooms, the daring among them vent their hatred of you by vandalizing the common rooms.
Cartesio has become a menacing place.
In the lobby of the motel there's a few more brochures, and
the maps have been updated once again. Don't mind that some of them have been damaged in one of the attacks on the motel.
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cartesianism2018-11-04 01:52 am
MOTIVE
Clock's ticking, everyone. You're running out of time, and the chances for you to do something and not stay in this town -- if you live -- are few. If your mind is set in doing nothing you'd do well in calling dibs for a bench in the park, because those motel rooms are paid only until the end of May.
[The calendars vanish]
Leaving that aside, I guess it's time to stop with the offers and go for the threats. Listen: I will take away what matters to you the most. [He pauses for a moment] Something came to mind, didn't it? There's something you can't imagine your life without.
I will take it away, no matter what it is. Trust me when I say I have the power to do so.
[He waves everyone away]
The deadline is as usual. If nobody takes action, I'll make sure to show you the results of your inaction. Dismissed.
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[When Keith returns to his room later, he'll find giants letters spelling 'EET' carved onto the ceiling. The slashes are shallow but readable]
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[It's meant to sound sarcastic, biting, but she can't really disguise the look of distress on her face or the way her voice shakes just a bit.]
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While she does worry about Syaoran-kun - a lot of the motives involved him, actually - what would rip her even more than that is... the potential of losing her emotions. Her feelings of love.
But he says those first few words dealing with forcing them to stay if they don't do anything and she's — well. She still wants to believe that there has to be some other way. So she just doesn't say anything this time. ]
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[Kino... continues to look unimpressed.]
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Oh shit, that mean I can get the cash for the room if I'm not staying right? It'd be more useful that these cards.
[In more ways than one. Different currencies and stuff. But then the old bastard continues and he grits his teeth.]
Like what? I got nothing for you to take...
[He's being literal, it's better than actually thinking about what the old bastard means.]
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Oh but he's glad he came. There's nothing better than hearing this.
He laughs. Not just a little either. It's... more than a little telling of how well he's doing right now; laughing until he has to stop to breathe.
And yet he stops so suddenly that it's jarring, and his expression is smug.]
There's nothing more you can do to me and you know it.
[You may have given it back to him-- but you took it away too. You made him do it with his own hands. Whatever you have coming, you've earned it.]
Which is why...
[He cracks his neck and stretches.]
...I won't hesitate to do everything in my power to see that you can't ruin these people's lives more than you have already.
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You're probably going to need some pretty big clippers if you want to ground me, Sarge.
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yes, he most definitely could, after all he's done.
Osomatsu looks as tense as a wound up coil, ready to spring. but he doesn't say anything. not now. he just leaves hurriedly]
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Are you seriously having fun toying with us? [ Obviously, yes. And The Sergeant even has the audacity to wave them away when he's done talking. This is way too much. ]
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[...his smile seems a little different than usual...]
I wonder if we were boring him beforehand.
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Probably. Why else would he be pulling out this crap?
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