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cartesianism2018-11-11 11:28 am
cartesio) wrote in cartesianism2018-11-11 11:28 am
Week 7: May 13th - May 17th
Seventh Week
The tense truce that had covered Cartesio was over. The town, feeling betrayed after having given a chance to the outsiders, pushed back. Enraged, they started getting even more daring, starting to get into the tourists' only safe haven: their motel rooms. They don't manage to break in, but it's not unusual to hear thumping on the doors, someone trying to get in. The windows are almost perpetually broken, there's so much graffiti on the ground floor of the motel, both inside and outside, it's hard to know what each one is saying. Can't be anything good, that's the only thing that's certain. The lounge's furniture has been tore to pieces, the lobby only has the guestbook intact, and the planters in middle of the motel are broken, the soil and plants strewn around.
The residents of Cartesio are near their breaking point. The despair, fury, and desire to get rid of the outsiders so everyone can return to their peaceful lives, have covered the town. It won't take long before they reach their breaking point, and if they do...what will happen to the visitors?
The Sergeant's grip on the town is total, and next week is the one marked as END. It seems like there's no way out, like the Sergeant won.
But you can't lose hope. You have to remember: now that you're on your darkest hour, the only way lef to go is upwards. Things can get better, you have to make it happen!
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.
The residents of Cartesio are near their breaking point. The despair, fury, and desire to get rid of the outsiders so everyone can return to their peaceful lives, have covered the town. It won't take long before they reach their breaking point, and if they do...what will happen to the visitors?
The Sergeant's grip on the town is total, and next week is the one marked as END. It seems like there's no way out, like the Sergeant won.
But you can't lose hope. You have to remember: now that you're on your darkest hour, the only way lef to go is upwards. Things can get better, you have to make it happen!
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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[ at least she's not like terrible at cooking? she's really decent, although she definitely has a lot to learn. ]
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after he's eaten the eggs and bacon, he looks a lot better. this week has been hard. actually, all the weeks have been hard! but... the hostage situation is kind of draining]
...How are you doing otherwise?
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[ relatively speaking. ] I got to hear from Syaoran-kun and... he'll be fine. I believe in that.
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On Tuesday, I went to talk to the Sergeant. And he told me he was treating the hostages like VIPs. Now, I dunno if he's trustworthy, or not, but... Hopefully, they're all safe. [and not being forced to kill each other]
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[ although she can't help but be curious.
by 'staying in this town' would they become candidates to kill each other? hm. ]
I thought it was kind of weird, though... that he was just going to keep everyone here instead of doing something worse.
[ like.
you know. killing them himself. since she wouldn't be surprised at that! he killed Mira-san, after all! ]
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[Osomatsu shakes his head, then takes his plate and fork to the sink to rinse and wash them]
I don't think he takes any pleasure in this. He kept saying "orders are orders." Or that what he felt about us didn't matter.
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[ a cant of her head as she blinks, curiously ] Weird how? I agree with you too, since whenever we talk about his work it's always...
He says he's the middleman, to his bosses.
[ it's probably one of the reasons why Sakura doesn't entirely hate him? ]
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...I guess he just seemed... not sad, but resigned to his fate. Like he didn't have any fight in 'im. Like, if it was me, I'd be doin' whatever I could to get back at someone who said they would kill me if I didn't do what they wanted.
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He told me he didn't have any family. Or, I guess, that his boss was the closest thing to his family? But I didn't know he had friends...
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[ that, and... she thought it would be rude to. ] But I found out about them many weeks ago. During the third week I was here, so, the second week for everyone else?
[ so uh. she's known this for a while, apparently. ]
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It's probably important. It means he might have more on the line than he's telling us.
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[ her words are honest, kind. ] I want to help him.
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...I'm somehow not surprised in the least. [his smile is fond]
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It's not bad, is it? I mean, I know a lot of people are angry at the Sergeant-san, but...
[ she doesn't want him dead? she just wants to stop. all of this murder. ]
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...Yeah. He's done a lot of bad things, but he's not the only one t'blame here, you're right. [plus, if they killed him, they'd be just as bad as he was!]
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[ who might not even be in this world which is. kind of troublesome. ]
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I'm not sure we'd even be able to get a hold of them. And, even if we could, they're probably stronger than the Sergeant. Which means, taking them out could be near impossible.
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It might be near impossible, but. . . there still might be a chance, right? Even if it's small?
[ she wants to believe in even the smallest of chances. if it's there, if it exists, then maybe. maybe they can latch onto that. ]
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Next time we have a meeting, we’ll talk about it.