Kim Kitsuragi
- conversations
- 402
- Locations
- 16
Where
16Tasks
136- Getting the body down
- Find working class husband
- Help Revachol Ice City cut losses
- The Jam Mystery
- Call your station's lazareth
- Investigate Doomed Commercial Area
- End-of-day debrief with Kim
- The Missing Insects Case
- Find the traffic hooligan
- Meet Lilienne at Land's End
- Replace lost boule
- Make truce with Cuno
- Interview cafeteria manager
- Inspect victim's body
- Report your badge missing
- Find money for rent and pay Garte
- Pay for damages
- Talk to Garte for Sylvie
Dialogue
402- The dented yellow mailbox greets you with it's graffito, bullet holes and an RCM sticker.
- Paintbrush -- check, heavy fuel oil -- check... Now the only thing left to do is paint…
- The rotting man lies on his side with his eyes looking straight through you. The belt is…
- "Make this quick, detective."
- "Good God. A hidden room..."
- This isn't just glass -- these are old computation components.
- It's only a red chair. Just a red chair in an empty shack -- with what looked like a…
- "Good lord..."
- They really have an interesting set up here. Like kids preparing for a school science…
- "I don't want to. But you discovered a new species. And solved the murder..." He shrugs.
- The woman looks at nothing, her eyes closed and her lips moving.
- Rust peels off the bent iron posts of the swing. The wind whistles through the skeleton…
- Great news -- the boat is big enough for a grown man like you to fit underneath it in a…
- You take the legal documents out of the envelope: a 12-40 month construction period and…
- The fortress is still defiantly standing. There's an inviting gleam of something coming…
- Time to get my gun!
- Awful lonely here. No ruckus. No old men playing their little ball game.
- This is it -- the scene of the party. The fire pit, cigarettes, and empty bottles all…
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.