Everything's getting worse. Rose Nylund and Frasier Crane murdered Jughead Jones during the event Jughead worked so hard to organize. Given some of the townspeople were in attendance, it didn't give a good impression -- if the visitors did this when trying to be good people and get along with Cartesio, then how will they behave once they get into destroying everything? The cruel method of Jughead's death also left everyone quite horrified, too.
That may be why it's no surprise the town's quiet unrest is slowly turning into real, tangible fury.
During the week, from time to time stones break some of the windows of the motel, looking outside shows a random passerby running away. Graffiti is left on the walls: 'SEE IF YOU LIKE THIS' 'MURDERERS' 'YOU'RE GOING TO DESTROY US ALL', and other similar messages. Some of the store owners hesitate when the visitors approach, but they don't refuse service because money is always nice.
The Sergeant's pervasive influence is starting to cover not only you, but also the entire town of Cartesio. After all, everything that's happening to you and the motel? It's the result of what you and the other visitors have done.
In the lobby of the motel there's a few more brochures, and
the maps have been updated once again.
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cartesianism2018-10-28 10:35 am
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Alright.
[And he does roll up his sleeve and give her his hand, but he does so with poorly veiled skepticism. Like he's not entirely sure if he's getting more than he bargained for here. Or maybe it's not just purely that because...]
By the way, Natalie...
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What is it?
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You think you're going to be okay this week?
[Sarge really took the kiddie gloves off for the motive this week and all.]
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...Are you asking me if I'm going to do something stupid, or if I'm going to be breathing in a few days?
[The words are as blunt as ever, but something about her voice is duller than normal.]
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The latter.
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I don't know how you want me to answer that.
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Sorry. Stupid question, I guess.
[He tries to sound deadpan about this, but doesn't quite make it.]
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No, it wasn't. I get it, just - if you want an honest answer, you know it's not going to be reassuring, right?
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...Be careful.
[She doesn't need him to say that of course, and he doesn't really feel any better for having said it. He looks away again after that.]
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Yeah, I know. I always am.
[But there's something halfhearted, almost uncertain in her tone. All the same:]
You, too.
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I... [Swallowing dryly:] Can't say that I'm like you and always careful, but... I'll try.
[Ultimately cautiousness isn't his style, but that's not the point. Eventually, he manages to get it together enough to hesitantly, gently squeeze her hand.]
Let me know if you need anything.
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[From the way her eyes widen slightly, she clearly wasn't expecting the gesture. She pulls her hand away, but it's more from some kind of hesitance than anger.]
Look, you don't have to act like... I mean, I get why you asked me. I'm, like, one of the few people here without any combat training or magical powers, so I'm an easy target.
[Another small pause ensues, but then she gets to the heart of why (she thinks, at least) he was asking, striking at a worry she's had since she arrived here. Still, she takes care to keep her voice as neutral as she can.]
If you're worried because you realize it'd be a miracle for me to make it out of here alive, maybe you're right to be.
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That's not it, Natalie.
[His tone is firm, not quite angered but not too far off]
You don't know how to fight and you don't know how to do magic, so what? Doesn't mean shit here. Katsuki is dead. Nine is dead. Eric is dead. Sandalphon is dead. Mako is dead. Clarisse is dead. They're all dead and their abilities didn't save them. You? You're alive. You made it this far, and you're going to make it until the end, so stop talking about yourself like that.
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So that’s not it, but what is it, then? If you thought that wasn’t in question, why would you ask if I was going to be okay?
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[In truth, he feels a little like he's having an out of body experience. He's usually not the one who says this kind of crap or spells it out for people. In fact, he's rarely been that person and being forced into it through the power of exasperation has him saying the words through clenched teeth.]
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[She's not used to this kind of thing, either. Far from it. That might be why, after a pause, she blinks and looks slightly surprised.]
Wait, really?
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Yeah. Now stop questioning it.
[Let's just grump this out....]
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[She still sounds puzzled more than anything else, but she continues after a moment, taking the second container of concealer.]
Sorry if I, um, made it weird.
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It's fine.
[It's not fine. It's awkward and he can't help hating it on principle.]
Let's just move on.
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[She looks down at his hand, tilting her head.]
...This one is better than the first, but it's not quite a match, either. You ready for another?
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You're making it sound like this is an ordeal. All I'm doing is standing here watching you put skin colored stuff on my hand, you know....