Kim Kitsuragi
- conversations
- 402
- Locations
- 16
Dialogue
402- "I've told you everything I've got." He looks around nervously. "Can you please stop…
- "Hi, ace detective." She smiles warmly. "Are you here for more books?"
- A lorry stuck in the traffic jam. This big, heavy Graad-made machine is well kept for…
- Well, now you've done it. Let's see if you can talk your way out of this one.
- Heavy wooden doors more than twice your height stand shut in front of you. The…
- "C'mon! Get in, the warm stuff is getting out."
- "Good morning, comrade! Yeaaaaaah!" He waves his hand in the air. "Harder core!" The…
- "Oh, hey, man! It's good to see you." He dances over to you in an inexplicably soft-core…
- There it is -- the most beautiful of walls. Stop and admire it for a moment.
- By the way, where is home? The address is coming up blank and this place sure isn't it...
- There it is again! There's a spectral smell haunting this industrial harbour. And it…
- You can hear animated voices coming from the other side of the grille.
- "Would you mind? We've got group business to take care of."
- There it is again! There's a spectral scent haunting this pier, no doubt. And it smells…
- The face of King Frissel smiles at you. For some reason the smile now strikes you as more…
- You spend a moment contemplating the cover's slightly unnerving swirl of orange, yellow…
- "Just plug that in there, would you?"
- A common office radio, like any of those found in countless waiting rooms, lounges, and…
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.