Kim Kitsuragi
- conversations
- 402
- Locations
- 16
Where
16Tasks
136- Get a reality lowdown
- Help ravers start a nightclub
- Sync the sines with Noid
- Solve the Egg Head puzzle
- Confront Hardie boys about drug trade
- Get Acele to talk about her associates
- Hardie and the Pigs
- Ask Evrart about Acele and the drug lab
- Buy FALN pants from Cuno
- Get the whole story from Titus
- Extract a confession from the Deserter
- Take stuffed bird to Garte
- Find the murder weapon
- Report the dead body to the station
- Dead body on the boardwalk
- The Return
- Ask gardener about gardening in March
- Interrogate the vigilantes
Dialogue
402- A shabby door hangs oddly on its hinges, secured to the doorframe with a safety chain. An…
- This door has been closed with a padlock. A chalk-drawn number on the board says #11.
- The woman gazes steadily at the waves. A sudden gust picks up her dark hair and lets it…
- As you look at the floorboards in this corner of the shack, it's clear one of them isn't…
- Several maps have been attached to a bulletin board hidden inside the alcove. They're…
- The display rack is brimming with worn paperbacks featuring an extremely muscular…
- Shelves filled to the brim with crime novels featuring the supposedly stalwart Vespertine…
- "This isn't going very well."
- The lieutenant clears his throat. "Detective -- aren't you forgetting something?"
- The lieutenant clears his throat. "Detective -- aren't you forgetting something?"
- Bratan, now is the time!
- "Oh... sorry, officer... What do you want?"
- The girl is ignoring you. It's like you don't exist at all as far as she's concerned.
- Droplets of rain fall on the white-on-blue police livery of the motor carriage.
- "Hey, Sylvie, it's the police again."
- "Cuno cares now."
- An inconspicuous pile of the roofing material, eternite.
- "Mr. Du Bois! Every worker for himself, right?" He smiles a wide sly smile. "What can I…
Notes
461- "Understood." He nods, reverting his attention to the container, still stinking in front of you.
- You and him are on the same page now -- about The Law and being it. This has affected your relationship positively.
- The lieutenant clearly appreciates the chance to clear up the drummer issue himself.
- "I don't. Let's go."
- The lieutenant pats the box on the head, ever so slightly, before walking away.
- "For god's sake, leave the box unticked then. What next?"
- "That's right," he nods.
- "That's wonderful, officer. My opinion of you has lowered. Go ahead, write down a stupid nonsensical number in the autopsy form too -- instead of E50.100.1000."
- "Losing your paperwork is not a small issue. I'm sorry if I came off as patronizing." He looks at his notebook.
- "Good call."
- "You told me the wrong serial number." The lieutenant grows very still. "Why would you do that? Why would you jeopardize your own crime scene? And now the bo…
- "Ellis Kortenaer -- we have a full name to provide here..." He seems satisifed.
- "Good. Let's go with that."
- "I think that may well be the moral of every story, officer." The lieutenant grins.
- "Any halfway competent notary should be able to handle this. Not getting her signature was probably the best thing to do."
- "Yes -- being an asshole makes this much easier. Let's go."
- "Any halfway competent notary should be able to handle this. Not getting Isobel's actual signature was probably the best thing to do."
- "You made the right choice." The lieutenant smiles approvingly. "Now let's move out and solve this case."