Week 7: May 13th - May 17th

[cartesio]

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.

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Comments

[robitussin]

[There's barely a pause, before:]

Why?

[marmoron]

[Raising an eyebrow.]

Why do I want you to stop trying to cut suspicious deals with the guy trying to get us all to kill each other and we know can't be trusted? I wonder.

[robitussin]

—Oh, I thought you just meant you wanted me to stop talking to him altogether. No, yeah, I can do what you said.

[marmoron]

We're running out of time. We all need to be talking to him at this point, like it or not.

Just... [A pause. He rubs his forehead briefly.] ... Be careful.

[The week's already plenty fucking stressful without having to be concerned about Natalie on top of that.]

[robitussin]

...If he was going to do anything, he already would have. I'm sure it's fine.

[marmoron]

[He doesn't look like he agrees -- maybe after all that happened with Lotor, he never will feel complacent about an enemy again. But again, they are running out of time.]

...I hope you're right.

[And there's a bit of a weak smile. Can't bring himself to make it more genuine.]