Kim Kitsuragi
- conversations
- 402
- Locations
- 16
Dialogue
402- "What can I do for you, boss-man?"
- A brisk coastal wind still howls against the window of the shack. Occasionally the waves…
- "Hello, mister!" The Net Picker's daughter waves at you.
- This phrase is meant to be looked at from above.
- A man lies on the boardwalk, his limbs bent and neck turned at an unnatural angle. Right…
- Snow is quietly covering the numerous wine bottles and cigarette butts on the ground…
- "Medicinal Purposes of the Pale." The cover of this heavy tome features a number of…
- In your hand, you hold four-fifths of "Dick Mullen and the Mistaken Identity."
- The 'Suzerainty' box is heavy and slightly awkward in your hands. You give it a light…
- Whoa! In your hand: pyrholidon -- the double rainbow of synthetic hallucinogens. Rare and…
- The spread pattern of these bullet holes makes your chest ache. Your breath grows heavier.
- The title reads: "Codex Urik: the Industrious Dweorgr of Wirrâl". It's an introductory…
- You are immediately surprised by the ball's lack of weight. No matter. You'll make it…
- "Unfortunately, I don't." He shrugs. "Unlike most of the locals, I have no qualms about…
- Go long, go deep, go unconventional!
- "Oh? The goal is to throw your boule..." He holds out the orb. "... as close to the…
- "Let me think..." He looks at the clouds, wistfully. "I heard someone was hanged and left…
- All right, this is how we're gonna do it:
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.