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

[quickpersuader]

It had some interesting things. Although... I didn't think to look for any music I'd recognize.

Did you know any of it, at least?

[robitussin]

[She nods.]

They had some classical music there that I recognized. It's... nice.

[It feels familiar to her in a way most things don't.]

[quickpersuader]

Is this the sort of thing you would normally listen to where you're from?

[robitussin]

[She nods, shifting so she's seated on the bed rather than laying down.]

I'm a classical pianist, so this is kind of my wheelhouse.

[quickpersuader]

Oh... then the shed with the piano...?

[Kino had noticed it, but never really ventured close when Natalie was playing.]

[robitussin]

[She nods.]

Yeah. I... can't really say I'm happy to have got it from him, but I'm happy to have it anyways. If that makes sense.

[quickpersuader]

If it's something you miss, it makes sense you'd be glad to have it back.

[Kino's honestly kind of envious, really.]

[robitussin]

[A pause, and then a nod.]

...I definitely missed it. I think it's like, um, you and travel.

[The most important things to them, that is.]

[quickpersuader]

...Yeah, I think I can see that.

If you ever feel like it, would it be okay for me to listen sometime?

[robitussin]

[She nods.]

Yeah. Any time you want.

[quickpersuader]

I'll have to find you sometime, then. Luckily I don't have too much scheduled.

[Because there's nothing else to heckin do.]