Lucky Dog 1 translations 05 Bernardo Route 04



Part 2: Escape

Chapter 5

Performers

Child 1: What else?  What else can you do?

Village Chief: We are in the middle of the festival here, after all!  Why don’t y’all give us a show?  Somethin’ strappin’ for the festivities, or maybe even somethin’ romantic!  Any ol’ one’s good!

Bernardo: Um … I’m sorry, but to tell the truth, the car with our instruments ran into a spot of trouble…  We had to leave it behind.

Bernardo tries to gloss over the whole thing, but … whoa, I didn’t expect all the villagers to hold out a mountain-load of instruments with cries of “Use this!”

They’re shoving us their own personal instruments without a hint of wariness.  At this rate, there’s no way we can refuse.

Bernardo: …I suppose this is close enough.

Bernardo whispers this to himself as he accepts an accordion.  Oh right, he can play the piano a little.

Bernardo: Gian, you’re singing.

He taps my shoulder.  I brace myself for the worst.

Gian: …’K.

I name a song that’d been a hit about half a year ago.

Luchino: Ah, I can probably play that.

Luchino starts tuning the guitar he’d received from the villagers.

Giulio takes the violin handed to him by a refined old woman.

He places it under his chin expertly and pulls the bow across the strings once.  It’s a graceful movement, like how he’d handled the knives earlier, like he’d done it a thousand times before.

Giulio: This will do.

Ivan: Huh?!  Th-Then … ah … I’ll…

A little kid hands the panicking Ivan a triangle.

Ivan: …Hey, uh, kid…

…Let’s just forget about him.

The slapdash band formed from the CR:5’s star cast warm up together for a bit before stepping up to the metaphorical big stage.

We’re five who are about as different as can be … but it’ll have to do, somehow.

Gian: Well then … here we go!

Bernardo taps a nearby barrel twice with a stick, and Luchino strums out the intro.  Giulio starts playing, fiddling his bow back and forth with unexpectedly jerky movements.

     

Ivan’s impromptu lyrics cut off at the last phrase.  A moment of silence … and the crowd goes wild!

Villager 3: Y’all rock!

Villager 4: That’s some voice ya’ve got there!

The applause washes over us, and I turn a cheerful grin to the spectators and wave.

Bernardo: Looks like we managed to dodge the bullet…
Luchino: Quite the balls you all showed there.
Gian: Not bad, Ivan!

Ivan’d saved us halfway through when he joined in on the vocals.  He’d started tapping and clapping out a mad rhythm, too, like what you’d expect from the blacks off the street.

Ivan: I put some back into it…  I was desperate!

…That was scary.  At first, I thought we were screwed.

Looks like all the villagers wholeheartedly believe that we’re a band of traveling performers now.  They’ve been completely revved up by the song and are now passing even more beer around than before.

Village Chief Wife: Come y’all, dig in!  It’s all our local harvest here.

It’s a no-holds-barred party.  Thanks to that, we also relax and help ourselves to some of the drink and food everyone else’s enjoying.

Giulio’s approached several times by villagers wanting to see knife tricks and he gave them a show.

Beside him, Luchino’s strumming away at the guitar, ensnaring many a girl.

I couldn’t just sit and eat either.  I’d given the villagers a live demonstration of my previous jailbreak (exaggerated for entertainment).

…“Ya should give a talk on prisoners someday,” they’d said.  Said it felt like real-life experiences.  Hahaha…

Ivan’s a big hit with the kids for some reason and they’re following him around like chicks to a hen.

Bernardo: It was thanks to you, Village Chief, that I was able to negotiate with them…

Village Chief: No, no, don’t mention it.

Bernardo’s chatting away with the Chief and his wife.

Bernardo: By the way, Chief, this is a bit sudden, but would it be possible to borrow a phone…?

Smooth, Bernardo.  Now, we can get a hold of Daivan.

The night passes by.  The villagers all gorge themselves on food and drink and keep on celebrating.  They crowd around us to the point of confusion.

It might just be me being starved of outside stimulation…  But then, for me, all this hickville business is fresh and lively.

Gian: Now then…

I think I’ll chew some fat with my companions.  I get up from the barrel I’ve been using as a chair.



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Probably just as he’s catching his breath, Bernardo starts to light a smoke.  I sit down beside him.

Bernardo: Hey.  Nice work there.

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gianescape102 Gian: Back at you.  I’m so glad they liked our performance.  …By the way, how’s tomorrow’s plans going?

Bernardo’s eyes sharpen beneath his glasses.

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Paper-thin smile still on his face, the words from his lips switch languages.

Bernardo: …It appears that there’s been a leak somewhere.

Bitterness clenches Bernardo’s cheek.

gianescape204 Gian: No surprise.  The two Fords that should’ve been spinning circles ‘round the joint never showed up in the end,
gianescape302 Gian: and on top of that, there’s a tight net set up in Suncreek, where our limo’s supposed to be waiting for us.  Going by that…

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I don’t want to say it, but the truth’s the truth.

gianescape207 Gian: It’s either your lawyer or your men.  …Somewhere along the line, the information’s leaking out.
bernescape302 Bernardo: It’s hard to believe…  There are those out there who don’t know of our code?

Rats are to be put to death.  A gruesome death.

bernescape210 Bernardo: Perhaps the GD’s influence in Daivan has grown stronger than I’d predicted…

With a growl, Bernardo inhales the smoke deep into his lungs.

bernescape209 Bernardo: However, this time, I connected with a different subordinate.  There won’t be a next time.
gianescape304 Gian: Did that phone you borrow from the Chief link through?
bernescape105 Bernardo: Yeah.  They will be coming for us tomorrow morning.  I told them that we are abandoning our plan for Suncreek and that he should just meet us near here.

That’s one less thing to worry about.

gianescape204 Gian: By the way, what about what we’d come here for originally?  If they’re coming to pick us up, we won’t need the gas, right?
bernescape207 Bernardo: We’ll secure some just in case.  I’ve made some negotiations with the Chief.  After all, our story is that we’d run out of gas on our way to the village.
gianescape102 Gian: The loose ends sure came together nicely.

Bernardo’s familiar smile, gentle and relaxed, appears.

bernescape107 Bernardo: …But seriously, that damn Ivan.  When I saw he’d gone lumbering out into the open and was discovered, I thought I was going to wring that neck of his…

Bernardo jams the cigarette he’d been smoking like he’s trying to screw it into the table.  With his smile still on.

gianescape101 Gian: Haha…

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Bernardo: Oh, the Chief’s calling.

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He gets up and heads on over to the village chief.

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