Perception (Sight)
- conversations
- 137
- Locations
- 12
Dialogue
137- "Always a pleasure to see an officer of the law!"
- Just dead and dying locusts, and the slow swaying of surrounding reeds.
- The trap is filled with dead and dying locusts. Most of them aren't moving anymore. You…
- The trap is full of locusts, but they seem weak and unhealthy. A few lie on their backs…
- "Think you can hang our brother and then just fucking talk your way out of it?" His eyes…
- The scaffolding around the old monument has been taken down. In its place are the spoils…
- "I have nothing to say to you. Get out of my sight."
- The ageing alcoholic is still there, breathing... The air in the room is stale.
- "The legend returns. You know the deal, legend-man. Smokes are smokey, pilsner... gets…
- The woman stands, slumped. She looks catatonic under her mountain of RCM paraphernalia…
- "Hello! Isn't this a fine morning?" He nods to you, smiling.
- "Yes, what is it?" She doesn't look up from the keyboard.
- A shabby door hangs oddly on its hinges, secured to the doorframe with a safety chain. An…
- The woman gazes steadily at the waves. A sudden gust picks up her dark hair and lets it…
- Shelves filled to the brim with crime novels featuring the supposedly stalwart Vespertine…
- "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.