Kim Kitsuragi
- conversations
- 402
- Locations
- 16
Where
16Tasks
136- Prove your authority to Titus Hardie
- Look for Ruby on the coast
- The pissing competition
- Find the bullet before you get fooled
- Ask the pétanque player about may bells
- Ask René about the photo
- Find the armoured gloves
- Do not talk to René and Gaston
- Get yourself organised
- Take on la responsibilité
- Become a man of plenty
- Talk to Garte, Lieutenant Love
- Where is the rest of the armour?
- Inspect the traps
- Return to the dead body with Kim
- What happened to the previous forewoman?
- Find the Insulindian Phasmid
- Find booze and drink it
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- "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.