"This war never ended, did it? Not for us." // O/O // Closed

Winter blinked, and looked at the two keys. He picked one oout, looking at it. "So it worked?" he asked, raising his eyebrows at Mycah.

"I think so," Mycah said slowly, picking up the other key. "Now that you mention it, I'm going to see if they can actually unlock the door." They stood and walked towards the door, hoping that the key wouldn't explode when they tried to use it.

He nodded, watching Mycah and hoping that it worked. He tucked his own key in his pocket, following the shorter person over to the door.

Mycah opened the door. They were planning on closing the door and trying to lock and then unlock it, just to check that everything worked. If it didn't, they could just open it themself and try to figure out what to do next.

Winter stretched slightly, still watching Mycah as the other male worked on the door.

Mycah closed the door and stuck the key into the lock. They took a breath, then turned the key in the lock. The lock clicked closed and nothing else. At least it hadn't exploded. Mycah took the key out, then put it back in and turned the key the other way.

Winter waited, leaning against the wall a little as he waited to see what would happen. He hoped it worked.

The lock clicked open and Mycah breathed a sigh of relief. Nothing had exploded and the key had worked. They opened the door and walked back in with a smile on their face.

Winter looked over at them. "So it works?" he asked curiously, raising his eyebrows and smiling over at them.

"It does, surprisingly enough," Mycah shrugged, closing the door. "I really thought it was going to explode or something." They laughed lightly and tucked the key into their pocket.

Winter laughed a little bit. "Ah. Well, that's good. That it worked, and didn't explode." he replied with a slight shrug.

"It is. Replacing that door would have been a hassle." Mycah shook their head. Now, they wanted to see what the news was. Checking in on whether people were looking for Mycah and Winter probably should have occurred sooner, but it had slipped their mind. "We should probably see if anyone knows that we killed Crin."

Winter took a deep breath. "Oh. Yes." he replied. "How…do you suggest we do that?" he asked, looking over at Mycah and raising an eyebrow.

"Uh… finding a newspaper would probably be the easiest way, but a TV or radio with a news broadcast would probably give us more information? Or looking on the internet." Mycah frowned. "But for now, we should probably aim towards the newspaper."

Winter nodded a little bit. "Right. So that sounds like we need to go into town. Again." he sighed, running his hands through his hair.

"Yeah…" Mycah pressed their lips together. If only they'd thought of this while they were out earlier. Alas, that was not the case. "Maybe we can find one of those boxes with the newspapers in them so we don't have to go into any stores."

Winter looked over at them, and nodded. "Right. That should work." he replied, looking over to the door. "We just have to be careful about it."

"Yeah." Mycah looked at Winter. "Shall we get going now?" They asked, glancing towards the door as well. Mycah hoped that they could find a newspaper quickly, and especially that they wouldn't have to go into a store for one.

Winter shrugged slightly. "I…don't know." he replied slowly, running a hand through his hair again. "Sure." he headed towards the door.

Mycah nodded and walked towards the door. They opened it, holding it for Winter. Mycah hoped that the news was good. Having people searching far and wide for them and Winter wouldn't be a good thing.

Winter headed outside, smiling at Mycah in thanks. He looked around after a moment, eyes scanning for any threats, any dangers.

Mycah walked to the street and started towards the main street. "Do you think they would have some newspapers at the motel we stayed at the first night?" They asked, frowning slightly.

Winter looked over at them, thinking. "I…don't know." He replied. "Maybe so."

"Well, it wouldn't hurt to try," Mycah decided, heading towards the motel. If there actually were newspapers there, that would save them both a trip back into the center of town.

Winter nodded, staying with Mycah as they walked along the streets. He closed his eyes for a moment.

Mycah turned into the motel parking lot, glancing around to make sure no one was looking at them in a funny way. Finding no one around, Mycah started towards the door of the motel office.

Winter followed after Mycah, eyes flashing around the area. "What would you like me to do?"

"Probably just watch out for anyone looking at us weird. And for newspapers or something like that." Mycah shrugged, opening the door and walking in. There wasn't anyone behind the counter, which meant they didn't have to interact with anyone just yet.

Winter nodded. "Alright." he replied, eyes still roaming around as he walked with Mycah. He didn't see anyone, which was a good sign.

Mycah glanced around the reception area. They spotted a couple of newspapers sitting on a table and walked over to them. The dates were a little old, but Mycah didn't see the harm in looking through them. They picked up one and started looking through it.