Legendary · Composure ≥ 8
In his fit of rage he seems to have broken loose from something. A little fire gutters deep in his eyes, like a pilot light in the hallway...
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In his fit of rage he seems to have broken loose from something. A little fire gutters deep in his eyes, like a pilot light in the hallway...
A strange confusion comes over him from time to time. Some kind of aberration of the nervous system?
And inexplicably. It doesn't go with his pained voice.
There it is again. The strange neurological state he's sometimes in.
What strikes you about this gaunt man is not the stomach pain, or the cough, or the malnutrition. It's precisely what you could not see before. For a man who's spent 44 years hidden in the urban wild...
What strikes you about this gaunt man is not the stomach pain, or the cough, or the malnutrition. For a man who's spent 44 years hidden in the urban wild...
For a sixty-year-old man with stomach trouble -- who's spent his entire life alone on an uninhabited island -- he seems surprisingly fit.
There it is again -- erratic hand motions. Bouts of rage. And the stomach thing too of course...
Aside from the rare erratic hand gesture, smacking his lips and despondently staring into the fire, you can only see that he is old.
You have to straighten your back and get back to it now. You're the last detective of the RCM here. Finish the interrogation, it doesn't matter if you forgot one thing.
He's prone to erratic hand gestures -- and clearly malnourished. But that's it. You can see no more by looking at his slouched frame. The moment passes and you say...
It's a mystery. This animation comes at a cost too: erratic hand gestures, thought processes cut off like threads, as he just stares at the logs or the reeds. He also suffers mood swings, bubbling to the surface, unconstrained by his nervous system.
Indeed. He speaks fluidly, his movements are rapid, if erratic. His voice, despite the cough, is there. It is capable of expressing complicated ideas. Above all, he seems animated.
He's clearly a drug user of the painkillers sort, prone to erratic hand gestures -- and malnourished. But that's it. The moment passes and you say...
A strange little engine seems to fire up in him again. It straightens his back.
You've seen demented people before. This feels similar, yet different. When his thoughts move they are lucid, keen even -- not senile.