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- "Oh hey, mister! I'm not gonna bother you with a long greeting just like we talked about…
- The door number #10 is closed again.
- "I can't believe it's snowing again..." The young woman resting by the wheelbarrow sighs.
- It's the ledger you found in the trash: a cabbage of papers hanging from the board…
- Your arm reaches out and your eyes close, as if by their own volition. It's dark all…
- Your flashlight slides over an old green chalkboard covered in scribbles, sketches and…
- Tiles on the cube are still smouldering, casting the framework in a soft glow. Virescent…
- "The performative experience has ended. Good -- what can I help you with?"
- She reaches for the photo; takes it, then holds it in her hand...
- "Oh," she raises her brow as to say -- and?
- "This... reality?" She pulls her hood closer around her neck.
- "They're good apes, actually."
- "I've got nothing to say to you. Why are you wasting your time?" She crosses her arms.
- "The coppernado is back..." He smirks. "What do you want?"
- "Yes," she looks at you. "What is it?"
- "Again?! I can't believe this shit..." He shakes his head, looking like he really is…
- This industrial gas-powered stove has been used to prepare food for many hungry hostel…
- Again you find yourself looking at that big old window...
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.