Medium · Composure ≥ 4
He's barely holding it together. It's all he can do to keep from bursting out in laughter.
Motorics
Before thought effects; other dialogue conditions may apply.
525 · Voice lines
He's barely holding it together. It's all he can do to keep from bursting out in laughter.
Something tells you you're never going to talk to an individual this cool or mysterious ever again.
It's the sports, he's a sports guy, all about that physical prowess and athletic skill... Nothing else here.
A sudden serious look crosses her face. This story didn't have a happy ending.
Whooh, this shit is strong. This shit is disco.
He's incapable of blushing, but if he weren't -- he'd blush.
Don't look so deflated. Whatever she asks, you keep your chin up!
Her voice sounds different when she speaks this candidly. Older somehow.
She doesn't want to sound surprised at anything you say.
Yes, somehow you managed to oink with at least a modicum of dignity.
Hatred? Disgust? It's difficult to tell which of the two is more present in her girlish features.
They're not really going to get the chance to get comfortable here.
You really do feel more confident. Invulnerability does that. Even partial invulnerability.
You really do feel more confident. Invulnerability does that. Even partial invulnerability.
You can see it: her lips, though still white, don't seem to tremble as much anymore. She moves with focus and deliberation.
Her neck and shoulders relax, and her grip on the gun loosens.
Despite his words, the lieutenant's barely keeping his composure; don't make it any harder.