Medium · Composure ≥ 4
His self-conscious enthusiasm renders his movements ungainly. He looks like your understanding of a scientist.
Motorics
Before thought effects; other dialogue conditions may apply.
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His self-conscious enthusiasm renders his movements ungainly. He looks like your understanding of a scientist.
She's attempting to remain calm, but the phrase made her flinch.
She bats away your questions like flies. She's not intimidated by mere police officers.
She looks prettier all of a sudden. The muscles of her face have relaxed. She must be quite pleased.
Your shoulders have already tensed up with emotion. Let it all out.
He looks pale. Nauseous. He's guilty. But not enough to apologize...
He trembled just a little as he assumed this position. You've made him nervous, though he doesn't want to show it.
He's attempting to maintain an air of indifference. It's absolutely not convincing.
He tries not to look at you -- it's dangerous to acknowledge the karaoke man.
He's really, really holding himself back here.
This man has sharp, precise composure, without impatience. Years of being himself have whittled the tension down to readiness. He is at home in what must be a subtly thought out set of apparel. Do you even have anything to teach him?
The gesture resembles an orchestra conductor bringing the choir to a full stop.
He's not the least bit curious about what you planned to say.
A graceful retreat. So smooth you'd almost think there was no battle at all.
Easier said than done -- how could this pathetic cabbage of copy paper and plastic ever become très disco?"
There's a Frittte on the corner. A plastic coat is folded into a small triangle under the counter by the window. Beyond that, the strikebreakers have gathered.