Kim Kitsuragi
- conversations
- 402
- Locations
- 16
Dialogue
402- Is there something here that would indicate a sniper used this place as a nest for taking…
- You see the lieutenant's familiar shape in the orange jacket. It turns double -- then…
- These are fragments of the lieutenant's paperwork, left unfinished. Notes on this and…
- "I'm sorry I fucked everyone over. PS. I didn't kill him. PPS. Gift upstairs."
- The graffito has been painted over the traces of the fight that took place here. It…
- The scruffy-haired little boy kicks a stone while the other watches him do it.
- The dry grass crackles under your feet as you stop. Far away birds' wings touch the still…
- The chain trails off into the ocean, connecting the island to the supply depot on the…
- An old door, worn by elements, guards the depot. The wind has blown a sand dune in front…
- "Fuel -- this should do the trick..."
- ICM? This feels familiar somehow...
- This old cylindrical generator waits with its fuel cap open. Makeshift electrical wiring…
- The greasy old spring mattress lies in the corner.
- Softcovers, serialized fantastique and detective stories, 'Animal Adventures', a magazine…
- The heavy metal door stands as it did, firmly rusted shut into its big brother.
- A dim golden glow animates the console. Faint, like a ghost-light. 'Urgence -- Ouvert…
- There's a rain-soaked mattress on a concrete slab, only half-covered by the crumbling…
- The old man stares at the reeds. His face shows no emotion -- only a faint tremor passes…
Notes
461- "Are we done here, Gary?" (Conclude.)
- "Because they're not really human, right?"
- The lieutenant gives you a quick glance. Then, still looking straight ahead, he joins you with a higher-pitched and slightly more melodic trill.
- "Thank you for sharing this wonderful opinion on human sexuality." He pretends to read the economics book open on the table.
- The lieutenant gives you a sharp look. He's bailed you out, again, but he's none too pleased about it.
- "Sounds like the victim was unconscious. Or at least incapacitated. Well done, detective." He nods to you.
- "Good god, detective. One more stunt like that and they'll have you institutionalized."
- The lieutenant nods to you. "That lines up with previous testimony, doesn't it? Well done, detective."
- "A bunch of what, detective?"
- "That is unhygienic. And dangerous. And it does not endear you to me -- just wanted to make that clear, okay?"
- "He said I'm his 'pig hooker' or something, whatever that is."
- "I guess I got my answer." The lieutenant gives you his usual firm stare.
- "You're making it worse, officer," the lieutenant says quietly. His eyes never leave the woman's face.
- "Thank you." He pockets the drugs. "I'm doing this to help you. We need to focus on the case."
- "Suit yourself, but I need to decompress first." (Turn to leave.)
- "You were making prank calls." Not a muscle moves in the lieutenant's face.
- "Big deal?!" Not a muscle moves in the lieutenant's face.
- "Don't trust me -- trust the Mother. I'm only the messenger, homes." His voice echoes in the cold air of the church.