Week 6: May 6th - 10th

[cartesio]

Sixth Week

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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Comments

[cartesio]

Wh... What the f-fuck would I know, man, I'm a... I'm...

[ His voice cracks, even though he's somewhere in his thirties, and he's breathing pretty heavily. ]

What're y-y-you gonna...do to m-me?

[pursuitofdeath]

I don't know why you were dragged into this but this is how things are going to go. We've been asked to keep you here for a certain period of time. All we need you to do is sit here nicely.

[cartesio]

[ He tries to focus. Seems to squint at Dazai. ]

You... You f'lks burned down Mrs. Mitchell'sss diner...'nd I- h-how 'm I s'pposed to trust... After y'all...that guy... Y-you killed 'im. Ohhh, God, oh God...

[ Seems Davis was present during the execution on Sunday. Mmm. Yikes. ]

[pursuitofdeath]

[...ah yes. Because that's exactly what he needed to revisit right now.

Dazai winces and-- falters. His hand curls into a fist, his nails digging lightly into his skin.]

...you don't know the first thing about Odasaku... I suggest you don't talk about things you don't understand.

[Breaaaaathe.]

If you put us in danger, I will not hesitate to kill you. But if you work with me, then I'll promise your safety. And I'll answer your questions.

[cartesio]

Shhh- shhii- shit, shit--

[ He tries to back away again, but just falls over. ]

D- don't kill m-me, pl-please. Please I- I've be- been nice t-to y'all, pl- please...!

[ And he starts crying... ]

[relieable]

[geez. if he saw the executions...]

We're not gonna kill you.

[this poor guy]

[cartesio]

[ And there's the other guy, aha... Osomatsu, you've probably seen Davis around, if you've visited the tavern. He's never looked at you with fear before now. He doesn't seem able to get a word out. ]

[relieable]

[y i k e s.

Osomatsu kind of looks pained at the way Davis stares at him. sorry, man. he's so sorry.

he just watches as the group ties up the poor guy. no one's listening to him anyway]

[clearities]

[ The moment she sees him start to cry, Sakura finds herself hanging her head and in tears, too, quiet. ]

[pursuitofdeath]

...

[Good lord. This babysitting mission is too much. Dazai sighs and helps him back up.]

I will protect you under two conditions. The first-- you won't speak of Sunday again. Second-- you're going to listen to what I say. Do those two things, and I'll see you safely back to your tavern.

...Odasaku... really liked it there.

[Excuse him he just has some dirt in his eye.]

[cartesio]

I- 'll do anythin', please... Just d-don't kill m-me, please...!

[pursuitofdeath]

...very good.

[Well. It was a rough road to get here, but--]

Now. For your sake, it's best you're not lumped in with the rest of us. So we're going to tie you up. Best not leave any room for anyone to get any funny ideas. But the only thing you need to do is stay here with us until six.

[cartesio]

[ He nods, shakily and panicked. Dazai is probably going to be in this guy's nightmares, if he lives past tonight. ]

Th- then what...?

[pursuitofdeath]

...that depends on the person that brought you here. But I'll protect you as best as I'm able.

We aren't the ones that want to see you in danger.

[cartesio]

[ At the thought of someone worse than all of this, he cries harder.

Well, you've gotten him quiet. ]

[goturshit]

[ ... okay, she's gonna try something. Fuck it, might as well try being nice to a person. ]

Hey, buddy, I'm just... going to whisper in your ear for a sec, okay? Please don't freak out. ... Any more than you are already, understandably, freaking out.

[cartesio]

[ This woman frequents the bar too...but she was also seen with like, a knife in that one newspaper?

Well, he's not coherent enough to move away, so! Go for it? ]

[goturshit]

[ she is banking on a lot of things here, but half of hacking is knowing how to get things out of people, so: ]

I'm not supposed to tell anyone this, but I'm an FBI agent. If you go along with this so I can continue my investigation into what's going on here, I will do everything I can to keep anyone here from hurting you. That's not what anyone here wants. Nod if you understand.

[cartesio]

[ Her? An FBI agent? He stares at her, wide-eyed and confused.

Honestly, he hasn't seen her kill anyone or do anything too horrible...so he does nod, slowly. Might also be the drugs in him, but. You know. ]

[goturshit]

Alright. Stay as calm as you can, and I'll get back to making sure this goes right.

[cartesio]

[ Well, he'll certainly try...but he glances at Dazai, He Who Is Terrifying. That might be a little easier said than done. ]