Kim Kitsuragi
- conversations
- 402
- Locations
- 16
Dialogue
402- Hissing and clicking, the arthropod extends its mandible-like antennae to greet you…
- "You're up quick... How was your sleep?"
- A heavy door with a missing handle stands before you, covered in dozens (if not hundreds)…
- Inside you see a set of steering levers, a radio-microphone, a pull-out toolbox, and the…
- "I believe they heard something," he says, glancing back at the twins. "And given the…
- "Let's start from the top."
- "Just a second, officer..." She puts you on hold, the static crackling softly like a…
- The tarpaulin cloak swings alone for a while there in the wind. No one's coming for it…
- The file cabinet stands steady as ever. Sliding out a drawer presents you the folders you…
- "I don't know what that means, Harry. Shady brew? There are so many moving parts in my…
- "Oh, I know everything about you, Harry." He taps on the folder in front of him. "I have…
- "Of course, let us dispatch with the formalities, you call me Evrart, I call you Harry!"
- "Harry... " he says almost gently. "Honestly, I'm just relieved you didn't get a hernia…
- "Yes, yes, my best men are tracking it down. Some kids saw some other kids running away…
- "I'm always happy to educate and entertain you, my friend." He takes a sip from his…
- "Are you shitting me, Harry? Did you not really open the door and are now just telling me…
- "Looks like an abandoned building..."
- A police badge on which you see the photo of a man -- you. Some seaweed is stuck to the…
Notes
461- "Then let's go."
- The lieutenant merely nods.
- The lieutenant nods in agreeance.
- "I assure you, it was him."
- "I feel good about our work here today." The lieutenant nods. "It's all about the little things -- like bringing people random stuffed animals."
- "Wonderful."
- "Hmmm, that's a fair point. Alright, for the good of the investigation, what do you want to know?"
- "Wouldn't that be something? And who could say it's not true? If you really don't remember anything... how would you know?" The thought makes him uneasy. "We…
- "I'm relieved that you agree," he says, then pauses.
- "I hope you do."
- "Okay -- let's talk about it. You stole the boots." He looks at the gleaming technological footwear you're sporting.
- "Oh? You will?" He raises his collar. His eyes narrow. "Then I will help you to do so. Now..."
- "Really?" The lieutenant gives you a look, thorough as if performing triage. "You look fine to me."
- "So no, I don't think they sent you as a joke. And even if they did, they are in for a surprise."
- "Binoclard? Is that how they do things over at the 41st? No wonder your clearance rate is so low."
- "Are you sure? Who could say it's not true? If you really don't remember anything.... how would you know?" The thought makes him uneasy. "We should move."
- The lieutenant blinks, his mouth slightly open and his body motionless. A microsecond passes.
- "I see, yes. You're what we call a bad ass, aren't you?" He makes little quotation marks around the words, indicating he is unsure of its actual badassery.