Motorics
Before thought effects; other dialogue conditions may apply.
474 · Voice lines
You allow the broken hunk of metal to clatter to the ground. It wasn't clear to you it did anything anyway...
The signal is clear, the storm has passed. This is another voice, a live voice, on the other end of this invisible bridge you've established...
You allow the broken hunk of metal to clatter to the ground. It wasn't clear to you it did anything anyway...
The signals are getting increasingly mixed. Plucking Archer's signal from this will be like isolating a single strand from a tangle of hair.
Your grip is firm, yet controlled. The swelling in your headset guides your hands as much as your hands guide the bronze horse head. It's almost like you're hearing through the horse itself...
Running your fingertips across the splatters reveals frequencies used by finance companies for long-distance communication.
He's right, the combination of Rehm's solid engineering and the new rödfärg mercury valves is huge.
A motor carriage? A gunshot? Someone falling into it? Or maybe just hooligans looking for something to break.
Nice. You could maybe bug someone with it? Wire tapping!
Dammit, take it, don't you just want to see what's in there?
Good idea. He might have the tools -- the tape projector in the pawn shop uses similar tape...
You just can't get it loose. All you've done is make your fingers bleed from the thorns.
With slow and deliberate motions, pulling, bending and unravelling -- you manage to extricate the magnetic tape from the branches.
It curls up into a mess inside your pocket. If only you could find a way to re-spool it, so that you could hear what's on the tape...
Like an immaculate labyrinth, the magnetic tape twists and turns around the branches...
My only question is -- where does one get a shovel?