Reaction Speed
- conversations
- 170
- Locations
- 14
Description
COOL FOR: SHOT-DODGERS. THINKERS ON THEIR FEET. PINBALL-HEADS.
Reaction Speed is the agility of your body and mind. It is instinct. It enables you to dodge punches, knives, bullets. Also sucker punches of the verbal kind. You'll be more streetwise, never lost for words or lacking a witty comeback. Your mental alacrity lets you connect little details on the fly, working in tandem with your Intellect skills.
At high levels, Reaction Speed makes your twitch-reflex freakishly good. However, when your body acts before your mind, innocent situations can turn bad fast. You're high strung, overly alert. At low levels, though, you won’t be the one shooting first – which probably means you won’t be shooting at all.
Where
14Tasks
124- 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
- 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
- What happened to the previous forewoman?
- Find the Insulindian Phasmid
- Getting the body down
- Find working class husband
- The Jam Mystery
- Call your station's lazareth
Dialogue
170- "Oh hey, wey. There's coffee in the back... Oh, wait, I meant the Mother's love."
- "Yes, what is it?" She doesn't look up from the keyboard.
- This door is made of metal and appears to be reinforced. Someone here really values their…
- Several maps have been attached to a bulletin board hidden inside the alcove. They're…
- 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.
- "Hey, Sylvie, it's the police again."
- "Cuno cares now."
- "Mr. Du Bois! Every worker for himself, right?" He smiles a wide sly smile. "What can I…
- "Oh hey, mister! I'm not gonna bother you with a long greeting just like we talked about…
- "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…
- 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?"
- "Oh," she raises her brow as to say -- and?
- "This... reality?" She pulls her hood closer around her neck.