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Cartesio NPCs ([personal profile] cartesio) wrote in [community profile] cartesianism2018-11-04 01:52 am

Week 6: May 6th - 10th


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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[personal profile] robitussin 2018-11-07 04:44 am (UTC)(link)
[It should be reassuring, but her expression grows tighter regardless.]

...You know there isn't a time for something like that, right?
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[personal profile] pursuitofdeath 2018-11-07 04:48 am (UTC)(link)
And what... go back to my old life, as if this were all a dream?

[He chuckles, but there's no real humor to it.]

Even I would have trouble doing that.
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[personal profile] robitussin 2018-11-07 04:50 am (UTC)(link)
No, I'm not saying you should do that, but...

[She doesn't know what she's saying, exactly, but it concentrates into the desperation in her voice.]

Just - please.
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[personal profile] pursuitofdeath 2018-11-07 05:13 am (UTC)(link)
[Please what? But no-- he knows. It's not something that has a follow up. There's no answer to such a thing.]

My life has always been guided by those who would give me direction. With no desires to call my own, whether it was under Mori's wing in the Port Mafia... or by Odasaku's insistence that helping people was ever so slightly more beautiful, in the Armed Detective Agency... I've let myself go where these people who influenced me would have my life take me.

[Two very different lives and neither by his own choice. And who now is there left to tell him where he should stand?]

...tell me Natalie. What do you think I should do? If this life isn't meant to end... where do I go?
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[personal profile] robitussin 2018-11-07 05:31 am (UTC)(link)
[She listens with patience to what he says first, but when he gets to the question... As much as she tries not to let it show, there's fear there. Of course, there's the fear she's always had about him, but now it's joined by another - that she'll answer him honestly and sincerely, and it'll lead him somewhere he shouldn't be led.

No pressure, she nearly says, but even a shaky and stressed joke would be misplaced here. Whatever pressure she feels doesn't matter, besides; as the seconds tick by, she thinks the most important thing is to say something, not to meet that question with silence. Still...]


I don't... [Mm.] I think you should... I mean, it shouldn't be up to me, but if it were up to me, I...

[There are a thousand answers she could give, but in the end, what seems most responsible to her is:]

I can't - answer that for you. But, he made you happy, didn't he? So... Other things can, too, and maybe you can look for those?
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[personal profile] pursuitofdeath 2018-11-07 06:03 am (UTC)(link)
[It's completely unfair of him to burden her with such a question. But part of him had to ask. Was there an answer he couldn't see that someone else could? Maybe there was something he was missing. But as he should have expected, she'd no more certain than he is. He lifts his hand and gives the younger girl a pat on the head.]

...for a brief time, I was happy.

[He can't deny it more than he can deny that he lives and breathes.]

But finding another such miracle isn't so likely.

[It's a lot of honesty, for someone who usually filters nearly everything he says about himself. In more than one way he's gotten a bit soft here. Several people were responsible for the guard he's let down-- even if right now, it's more that he's too tired to put it back up and recreate that effort at the moment.]

But there's still time to think about these things. We have more pressing matters to get through together first, hmm?
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[personal profile] robitussin 2018-11-07 06:08 am (UTC)(link)
[What he says first encourages her, but then he continues on, and her breath catches slightly. It's his last words that throw her, and she shakes her head almost unconsciously; she doesn't want to leave it there. It feels too dangerous to leave it there.

While normally she would recoil, she barely reacts to the touch; she just studies his face for a moment more.]


No, we can... We can think about it now. I can listen.

[While she retraces the words she's spoken to find some that might actually help him, words that she's sure exist somewhere.]
Edited 2018-11-07 06:09 (UTC)