Why did he do it and how it happened. REACTION (MOT) red check
This is a listing of every "entry" in a given game conversation as scraped from the game files. Entries often contain written dialogue, as well as conditional logic governing their appearance to the player. They also link to other entries, sometimes automatically and sometimes through player action. This page is best used to search for a specific word or phrase, as following the links in this format can be difficult. For an experience that better accommodates the branching structure of these conversations, see the corresponding interactive page.
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0 | None |
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2 | The Deserter | "Three weeks ago, when the rich hag came in on her galley. Her honour guard came in tow." |
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3 | None |
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4 | You | "By that you mean Joyce Messier, the Wild Pines rep?" | Variable["pier.joyce_hub_reached"] == true |
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5 | You | "And by that you mean the representative of the harbour company?" | Variable["pier.joyce_hub_reached"] == false |
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6 | None |
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7 | None | Variable["seafort.deserter_talked_soucriant"] |
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8 | None | (Variable["seafort.deserter_talked_soucriant"]) == false |
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9 | Rhetoric | Joyce... he means Joyce. |
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10 | The Deserter | "Wrinkled up whore," he nods. |
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11 | None |
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12 | None | Variable["pier.joyce_hub_reached"] |
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13 | None | (Variable["pier.joyce_hub_reached"]) == false |
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14 | Logic | That must be the representative of the Harbour company, who came in on her boat. |
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15 | None |
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16 | You | "Khm..." (Cough.) "Moving on -- the victim arrives some time after her..." |
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17 | The Deserter | He nods toward the city. "They moved into a deserted apartment above the roundabout. Radio equipment out for all to see -- reactionary radio playing. Sloppy and drunk." |
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18 | The Deserter | "I've seen their kind during the Landing. Those Occidental and Mesque falangues weren't conscripts -- boys, like us. They were wights. All they know is to destroy and hurt." |
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19 | You | "Wights?" |
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20 | The Deserter | "Them fucking..." He looks at the charred wood. "I didn't like that." |
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21 | The Deserter | "That's all it takes for the bullet to reach his head." He squints. "Now that I think of it, I wasn't aiming for his mouth. I wanted his brains to spill out on her... but..." he shrugs, "you can't have everything." |
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22 | You | "So you were jealous?" |
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23 | The Deserter | "Jealousy is a reactionary concept. I didn't *like* the reaver enjoying himself -- drugged out, soothed in the arms of a young woman. I wanted him to die so he could not enjoy life anymore." |
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24 | The Deserter | "And I wanted her to see his head explode," he nods. "That too. She should know better than to hold a child murderer between her thighs. I knew he'd be there for one more second, *writhing*..." |
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25 | Conceptualization | For him to stop reacting to stimuli, to be broken off from the world. Cordoned into darkness. |
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26 | You | "Okay then." |
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27 | The Deserter | *Splat*, a bloody spitball lands on the firewood. |
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28 | Suggestion | And now he longs to see her covered in blood. |
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29 | Electrochemistry | Her body sweating from the drugs, slick from cerebral haemorrhage. |
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30 | None |
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31 | None | Variable["XP.detect_compromized_skillset"] |
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32 | None | (Variable["XP.detect_compromized_skillset"]) == false |
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33 | Volition | This man has seen past her, like you did. |
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34 | None |
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35 | None | Variable["seafort.deserter_volition_defenses"] |
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36 | None | (Variable["seafort.deserter_volition_defenses"]) == false |
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37 | Suggestion | He wants to see her covered in blood. |
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38 | None |
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39 | None | Variable["seafort.deserter_sugg_see_blood"] |
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40 | None | (Variable["seafort.deserter_sugg_see_blood"]) == false |
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41 | Authority | To punish her. |
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42 | None |
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43 | You | "You wanted to punish her, so you killed him." | Variable["seafort.deserter_auth_punish_her"] == true |
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44 | You | "Did you have feelings for that woman?" | Variable["seafort.deserter_alt_branch_flowers"] == false |
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45 | You | "How long had you been watching her?" |
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46 | You | "So in conclusion, it wasn't about him. It was about *her*." (Conclude.) | Variable["seafort.deserter_scope_hub_counter"] >=2 |
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47 | The Deserter | "Her..." He repeats, staring at the ashes -- then the reeds. There's a twitch in the corner of his eye. |
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48 | The Deserter | "Since she came to Martinaise. I saw her sneaking in the reeds early in the morning, behind the Feld building. It was dark, still winter. She didn't have her skimpy outfit on then, just a spot in the night, moving..." |
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49 | The Deserter | "Hiding something in the water. She had a fag after she'd done it. I was up in the ruins there -- she couldn't see me, but I could see her. Smoking... she was nervous, but not scared." |
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50 | None |
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51 | None | IsKimHere() |
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52 | None | (IsKimHere()) == false |
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53 | Kim Kitsuragi | "Past the Feld building, on the coast? What was she doing there?" |
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54 | You | "What was she doing there?" |
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55 | Electrochemistry | And beautiful. |
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56 | You | "And beautiful." | Variable["seafort.deserter_elchem_and_beautiful"] |
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57 | You | "What do you think she hid there?" |
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58 | The Deserter | "That too," he nods. |
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59 | None |
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60 | None | IsKimHere() |
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61 | None | (IsKimHere()) == false |
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62 | Kim Kitsuragi | "How could you see what she looked like? You said it was dark." |
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63 | The Deserter | "The sun came up, her hair was like cobwebs. She smoked more fags and snorted a line of whatever shit she was on. Right there..." he shakes his head. "She needed it just to move." |
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64 | The Deserter | "Her passport. And tickets to Villiers." He coughs. "And from there to Casherbrume." |
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65 | You | "This is the hidden buoy she told us about... You looked into it?" | Variable["whirling.klaasje_name_mentioned_buoy"] == true |
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66 | You | "Some kind of hidden container on the coast? You looked into it? | Variable["whirling.klaasje_name_mentioned_buoy"] == false |
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67 | The Deserter | He nods. "After she was gone." |
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68 | None |
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69 | None | IsKimHere() |
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70 | None | (IsKimHere()) == false |
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71 | None |
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72 | None | Variable["TASK.inspect_the_buoy_done"] |
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73 | None | (Variable["TASK.inspect_the_buoy_done"]) == false |
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74 | Kim Kitsuragi | "Did you keep what was in it? When we found the submersible it was empty." |
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75 | The Deserter | "No. Why would I do that? I didn't need tickets to Villiers... I put them back. If I wanted to extort someone I'd do better." |
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76 | None |
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77 | You | "Are you sure? I checked the submersible. There was nothing there." | Variable["TASK.inspect_the_buoy_done"] == true |
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78 | You | "Where was this submersible, looks like the investigation missed it?" | Variable["whirling.klaasje_name_mentioned_buoy"] == true and Variable["TASK.inspect_the_buoy_done"] == false |
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79 | You | "You saw her name on the passport. But before, when I said her name is *Klaasje* -- you didn't seem to recognize it." | Variable["seafort.deserter_logic_inconsistency_name"] |
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80 | The Deserter | He looks to the reeds, confused. "Why would I need that trash? I'm not going to Villiers..." |
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81 | Composure | There it is again. The strange neurological state he's sometimes in. |
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82 | None |
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83 | None | Variable["seafort.deserter_modifier_composure_neurological"] |
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84 | None | (Variable["seafort.deserter_modifier_composure_neurological"]) == false |
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85 | Composure | A strange confusion comes over him from time to time. Some kind of aberration of the nervous system? |
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86 | The Deserter | "Yes. After she'd gone. It was a submersible. Well made, actually..." |
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87 | None |
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88 | None | IsKimHere() |
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89 | None | (IsKimHere()) == false |
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90 | Kim Kitsuragi | "Sloppy, we should have gotten her to tell us about this..." the lieutenant mutters to himself. "Did you take the documents?" |
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91 | The Deserter | "No. I put them back. Why would I take them, I'm not going to Falne..." He seems confused, momentarily. "Or... I mean..." |
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92 | The Deserter | "In the water, behind the camp site there," he waves erratically toward the coast. "I don't remember precisely. It was in the winter. It was cold out..." |
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93 | The Deserter | "It didn't say *Klaasje* in there..." He shakes his head. |
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94 | You | "What did it say her name was -- in the passport?" | Variable["seafort.deserter_reaction_ask_for_klaasjes_name_on_passport"] or Variable["seafort.deserter_did_not_say_klaasje"] |
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95 | The Deserter | "It was something else..." He stutters. "I don't remember. It was dark that morning. I only remember her face on the photo." |
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96 | You | "Did you keep the materials? When I found the submersible it was empty." |
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97 | The Deserter | "The sun came up and her hair was like cobwebs. She smoked more fags and snorted a line of whatever *shit* she was on. Right there..." he shakes his head. "She needed it just to move." |
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98 | None |
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99 | You | "Moving on -- did you continue watching her after this?" (Proceed.) |
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100 | The Deserter | "I did." He almost smiles. "She had a face like an archipelago, with those birthmarks. And a body, hard and lean and bruised all over -- black and yellow. I could see she's taken a beating." |
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101 | You | "Did you take the documents?" |
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102 | Drama | He's setting it up for you... |
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103 | Encyclopedia | In the Free State of Semenine. Hidden away at the edge of the Earth, near the pale. |
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104 | You | How does he know those minute details about her body? | Variable["seafort.deserter_branch_watching_her"] == true and Variable["auto.visited_pinball_workshop"] |
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105 | None |
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106 | None | Variable["seafort.deserter_you_have_maybelled"] |
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107 | None | (Variable["seafort.deserter_you_have_maybelled"]) == false |
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108 | Logic | A little inconsistency -- he was surprised to hear her name Klaasje, before. Would he not have seen it on the documents? |
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109 | Kim Kitsuragi | "You could tell she was a *spook* from the documents?" |
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110 | The Deserter | "I could see who she was, too," he nods. "A spook. On the run. Revachol's the cloaca of capital now. All the bagmen and arms dealers end up here. To do drugs and have sex like animals." |
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111 | You | "First -- you could tell she was a *spook* from the documents?" | Variable["seafort.deserter_reaction_spookery"] == true |
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112 | None |
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113 | The Deserter | "She practically breastfed that man. You wouldn't believe the things she let him do to her..." He shakes his head and stares at the ashes. |
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114 | None |
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115 | None | Variable["seafort.deserter_rc_reaction_how_does_he_know_all_about_klaasje"] |
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116 | None | (Variable["seafort.deserter_rc_reaction_how_does_he_know_all_about_klaasje"]) == false |
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117 | Reaction Speed | It quickly comes to you. |
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118 | Reaction Speed | He must have... climbed to the roof maybe? |
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119 | None |
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120 | None | IsKimHere() |
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121 | None | (IsKimHere()) == false |
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122 | The Deserter | "Oh yes," he smacks his lips. "Cutting those drugs of hers into little lines with a knife, masturbating..." |
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123 | You | "The bruises on her body -- any chance you've seen them through a *hole in a wall?*" | Variable["whirling.workshop_seen_perforation"] == true |
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124 | The Deserter | "Like that too, yes," he nods. "Bending like a bow against the glass..." |
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125 | You | "Ever see her through a window, on a roof?" |
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126 | You | "You've been through the secret route behind the Whirling-in-Rags." (Move on.) | Variable["seafort.deserter_clicked_window"] == true and Variable["seafort.deserter_clicked_peephole"] == true |
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127 | The Deserter | "I've been through *all* of Martinaise -- every nook and cranny." |
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128 | You | "And that too." |
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129 | The Deserter | "Yes, that too." He shakes his head, almost in awe. "The things they did in that little room. What she'd *do* to feel good..." He explains: "Funny, the way light works..." |
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130 | The Deserter | "She had different colour hair on the photo, and glasses. *Forged*. Some sordid, bourgeois affair. I've heard about this kind of thing on the radio..." |
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131 | You | "And the bruises -- you could see her bruises through the scope of a rifle?" | Variable["seafort.deserter_viscal_bruises_scope"] == true |
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132 | The Deserter | "You can't see that through a scope. It's just a blur there..." He shakes his silver-grey head. |
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133 | None |
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134 | None |
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135 | None | Variable["seafort.deserter_clicked_window"] |
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136 | None | (Variable["seafort.deserter_clicked_window"]) == false |
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137 | None |
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138 | None | Variable["seafort.deserter_clicked_peephole"] |
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139 | None | (Variable["seafort.deserter_clicked_peephole"]) == false |
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140 | The Deserter | "I've seen her like that, yes," he nods. "Cutting those drugs of hers into little lines with a knife, masturbating..." |
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141 | The Deserter | "Mhm," he smacks his lips. "Bending like a bow against the glass..." |
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142 | None |
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143 | The Deserter | "You turn it on inside and it gets so dark out you can't see a man looking in. I learned that in the Twenties when they were still hunting me. I've seen people do *some* shit, but..." He keeps shaking his head. |
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144 | You | "You've been through the secret route behind the Whirling-in-Rags." (Move on.) | Variable["seafort.deserter_clicked_window"] == true and Variable["seafort.deserter_clicked_peephole"] == false |
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145 | Electrochemistry | Everything in him fills with impossible longing, all at once. |
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146 | None |
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147 | None | IsKimHere() |
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148 | None | (IsKimHere()) == false |
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149 | Kim Kitsuragi | You hear the familiar scribble of the lieutenant's pen. A quick glance at you... |
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150 | Esprit de Corps | One more loose end down. We're doing this, detective. |
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151 | Kim Kitsuragi | "One more thing -- the flowers, Mr. Dros. The dried flowers that were on the roof." |
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152 | None |
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153 | None | Variable["seafort.deserter_maybells_could_not_talk_about_in_feelings_branch"] |
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154 | None | (Variable["seafort.deserter_maybells_could_not_talk_about_in_feelings_branch"]) == false |
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155 | The Deserter | "What about them?" |
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156 | None |
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157 | None | IsKimHere() |
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158 | None | (IsKimHere()) == false |
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159 | Kim Kitsuragi | "Did you make that hole?" |
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160 | You | "You made that hole?" |
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161 | The Deserter | "With a clip point knife." |
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162 | None |
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163 | Perception (Hearing) | Good for listening in too. For hearing the moaning and the snorts. |
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164 | Kim Kitsuragi | ... then at the man. "How did you get in there? The hidden pinball workshop?" |
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165 | The Deserter | "I can just walk in there now, after a good wash -- I told you they think I'm an antisocial. Closing hour is a good time. The kitchen's empty." |
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166 | None |
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167 | None | Variable["seafort.deserter_hiding_hub_looks_like_bum"] |
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168 | None | (Variable["seafort.deserter_hiding_hub_looks_like_bum"]) == false |
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169 | The Deserter | "I can just walk in the hostel now, after a good wash. They all think I'm an antisocial, a vagrant. Closing hour is a good time. The kitchen's empty then." |
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170 | Kim Kitsuragi | "You had to open the steel door in the kitchen? How?" |
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171 | None |
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172 | None | IsKimHere() |
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173 | None | (IsKimHere()) == false |
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174 | The Deserter | "I got that open a long time ago. Some bourgeois game-merchant lived there -- I don't know... fifteen years ago? He left spare keys all over and I took one. Then I saw her turn the light on one night in my scope..." He points toward the Whirling-in-Rags. |
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175 | None |
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176 | None | CheckItem("key_workshop_spare") |
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177 | None | (CheckItem("key_workshop_spare")) == false |
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178 | Interfacing | And he found use for it -- a spare key, like the one hanging behind the Union box window. |
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179 | You | "And the door? The steel door in the kitchen, how do you open that?" |
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180 | You | "How did you get *in* there? The hidden pinball workshop?" |
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181 | Savoir Faire | He must knows his way around a creaky floorboard and a rusty hinge on a door... |
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182 | You | "How did you get close enough to see the bruises, Mr. Dros?" | Variable["seafort.deserter_branch_watching_her"] == true and Variable["auto.visited_pinball_workshop"] == false |
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183 | You | "You climbed, right? You *climbed* behind her window?" | Variable["tc.crab_man"] == false |
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184 | You | "How good are those fucking eyes of yours -- you use binoculars?" |
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185 | The Deserter | "I have my ways." A cracked smile appears on his dried white lips. |
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186 | You | "What *ways*? Tell me!" |
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187 | The Deserter | "Not in this lifetime droite." He waves you off with a cough, his thoughts elsewhere... |
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188 | You | "How did you get close enough to see her bruises, Mr. Dros?" |
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189 | The Deserter | "What are you talking about -- 'crab-man'?" He waves you off with a cough. |
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190 | None |
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191 | None | IsKimHere() |
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192 | None | (IsKimHere()) == false |
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193 | Kim Kitsuragi | "You've been through the secret route behind the Whirling-in-Rags." The lieutenant interrupts. |
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194 | The Deserter | "I've been through *all* of Martinaise -- every nook and cranny." |
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195 | Kim Kitsuragi | "But *that* nook too?" The lieutenant does not let you finish. |
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196 | Logic | This one's *gone*. Make up somehow, connect something else, fast! |
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197 | Inland Empire | You lost it... |
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198 | None |
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199 | You | "Another question about her." |
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200 | The Deserter | "Her..." he repeats, with strange slowness. |
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201 | Pain Threshold | A little pain there. A prick. |
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202 | None |
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203 | None | Variable["auto.visited_pinball_workshop"] |
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204 | None | (Variable["auto.visited_pinball_workshop"]) == false |
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205 | None |
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206 | None | Variable["seafort.deserter_logic_lost_it"] or Variable["seafort.deserter_inland_lost_it"] or Variable["seafort.deserter_physint_lost_it"] |
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207 | None | (Variable["seafort.deserter_logic_lost_it"] or Variable["seafort.deserter_inland_lost_it"] or Variable["seafort.deserter_physint_lost_it"]) == false |
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208 | Physical Instrument | You're a bad detective. Lazy and bad. |
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209 | You | One little thing missed and I drown in anxiety... |
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210 | You | No. It's cool. I've already got him. I don't need to be perfect. |
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211 | None |
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212 | None | Variable["seafort.deserter_inland_lost_it"] |
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213 | None | (Variable["seafort.deserter_inland_lost_it"]) == false |
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214 | None |
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215 | None | Variable["seafort.deserter_logic_lost_it"] |
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216 | None | (Variable["seafort.deserter_logic_lost_it"]) == false |
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217 | None |
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218 | None | Variable["seafort.deserter_physint_lost_it"] |
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219 | None | (Variable["seafort.deserter_physint_lost_it"]) == false |
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220 | None |
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221 | None | Variable["seafort.deserter_inland_lost_it"] |
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222 | None | (Variable["seafort.deserter_inland_lost_it"]) == false |
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223 | None |
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224 | None | Variable["seafort.deserter_logic_lost_it"] |
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225 | None | (Variable["seafort.deserter_logic_lost_it"]) == false |
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226 | None |
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227 | None | Variable["seafort.deserter_physint_lost_it"] |
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228 | None | (Variable["seafort.deserter_physint_lost_it"]) == false |
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229 | Logic | Rightly so. Fix this now! Push on, extra carefully! |
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230 | Inland Empire | Dive for other clues now, like you always do. Make it up in the deep end... |
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231 | Physical Instrument | As you should be, son, this is pitiful. Make up for it now! |
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232 | Inland Empire | Is it? You don't feel like it is. You feel like you should make up for it by *scrutinizing* him extra carefully... |
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233 | Logic | No it's not. Fix this now! Move on extra carefully! Be incredibly *minute*! |
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234 | Physical Instrument | Of course it's not *okay*. Make up for it now, maximum performance! |
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235 | None |
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236 | None |
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237 | Empathy | On her. |
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238 | None |
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239 | None | Variable["XP.connect_secret_roof_path_to_deserter"] |
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240 | None | (Variable["XP.connect_secret_roof_path_to_deserter"]) == false |
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241 | You | "Was that why you left the dried flowers behind her window?" | Variable["seafort.deserter_you_have_maybelled"] == true |
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242 | You | "One more thing about this woman..." |
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243 | None |
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244 | None | IsKimHere() |
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245 | None | (IsKimHere()) == false |
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246 | You | "One more thing, Mr. Dros -- the dried flowers. On the roof." |
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247 | You | "One more thing about her..." |
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248 | The Deserter | "That fucking whore..." He waves his hand, with sudden anger. Something comes over him... |
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249 | Half Light | A strange, uncalled for rage he seems to have no control over. |
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250 | The Deserter | "There's..." he sighs, "there's nothing to hold on to, only this... It's not enough." |
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251 | The Deserter | "Yes," he looks at the charred logs. "I don't know why I do the things I do anymore." |
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252 | You | Say nothing. |
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253 | You | "You wanted to console her." |
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254 | The Deserter | Neither does he. He lowers his head, like a sunflower on a withered stalk. |
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255 | The Deserter | "Man needs to feel something else. In this fight, it helps if you have your eye on something there," he looks to the city. "It's weakness, I know." |
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256 | You | "Something *put* the thought in you. A compulsion." | Variable["seafort.deserter_modifier_vol_insert_thought"] |
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257 | Perception (Sight) | The coals of his eyes glisten suddenly, like stones dripping with water. Is he crying? |
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258 | The Deserter | "No..." He starts to shake his head again, a sunflower on a withered stalk. |
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259 | You | "When was this?" |
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260 | The Deserter | "The day after I'd killed him." |
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261 | You | "And you brought her May bells?" |
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262 | You | "There have been others?" |
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263 | The Deserter | "Yes. Over the years. It's not un-proletarian to feel something." |
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264 | Volition | It's as if something *put* the thought there. To leave the flowers. |
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265 | The Deserter | "What do you mean *put*?" He raises his eyes. They're round and wide. |
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266 | You | "You wanted to manipulate her." |
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267 | The Deserter | "I don't understand..." He shakes his head. |
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268 | The Deserter | "Maybe..." He lowers his head and just stares at the logs. "I told you, I have holes in my brain now. I wouldn't just sit here waiting for you..." |
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269 | The Deserter | "Maybe..." He lowers his head and just stares at the logs. "I have these... holes in my brain now. I wouldn't just sit here waiting for you..." |
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270 | You | "I just got this feeling. From what you said. Do you agree?" |
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271 | You | "Nothing." |
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272 | Half Light | A sudden pang of rage. |
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273 | The Deserter | "Woman..." he smiles suddenly. |
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274 | Composure | And inexplicably. It doesn't go with his pained voice. |
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275 | None |
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276 | None |
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277 | None | IsKimHere() |
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278 | None | (IsKimHere()) == false |
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279 | Kim Kitsuragi | In the silence, the lieutenant draws a line in his notes. |
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280 | None |
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281 | None | Variable["seafort.deserter_kim_taking_notes"] |
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282 | None | (Variable["seafort.deserter_kim_taking_notes"]) == false |
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283 | Kim Kitsuragi | In the silence, the lieutenant draws a line in his notes. Then nods at you once more. |
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284 | Esprit de Corps | One more down. |
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285 | None |
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286 | You | "Did you leave the dried May bells behind her window?" | Variable["seafort.deserter_alt_branch_flowers"] == true |
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287 | The Deserter | "I did. I shouldn't have. It was a mistake..." A tremor passes the right side of his face. |
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288 | Empathy | A brief flash of terror. |
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289 | Rhetoric | This implies that he's thought about extorting her. |
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290 | None |
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291 | None | Variable["seafort.deserter_rhet_thinking_thoughts"] |
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292 | None | (Variable["seafort.deserter_rhet_thinking_thoughts"]) == false |
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293 | Logic | Also, a little inconsistency here -- he was surprised to hear her name Klaasje, before. Would he not have seen it on the documents? |
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294 | None |
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295 | None | IsKimHere() |
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296 | None | (IsKimHere()) == false |
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297 | Visual Calculus | The bruises. You can't make that out in a scope... |
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298 | Visual Calculus | The bruises. Can you make that out in a scope? |
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299 | None |
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300 | Reaction Speed | And the fact that she was a *spook*. How did he come to that? |
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301 | None |
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302 | None | Variable["seafort.deserter_viscal_bruises_scope"] |
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303 | None | (Variable["seafort.deserter_viscal_bruises_scope"]) == false |
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304 | Reaction Speed | Wait, she was a *spook*? How did he come to that? |
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305 | You | "How did you see all this. The bruises, that she was beaten?" | Variable["seafort.deserter_viscal_bruises_scope"] == false |
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306 | The Deserter | "Heh..." He shakes his silver-grey head. |
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307 | None |
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308 | You | "How did you see all this. The bruises; that she was beaten?" | Variable["seafort.deserter_viscal_bruises_scope"] == false |
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309 | The Deserter | "You can't see bruises through a scope. It's just a blur..." He shakes his silver-grey head. |
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310 | The Deserter | "I'm not blind, am I?" He shakes his silver head. |
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311 | You | "And you could see her bruises -- through the scope of a rifle?" | Variable["seafort.deserter_viscal_bruises_scope"] == true |
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312 | Rhetoric | There! He's already admitted to it! Just ask... |
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313 | None |
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314 | None |
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315 | None | Variable["seafort.deserter_holes_in_head"] |
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316 | None | (Variable["seafort.deserter_holes_in_head"]) == false |
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317 | The Deserter | "If you came ten years ago, I would have killed you." He wipes his eye. |
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318 | None |
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319 | You | "She did deserve a good punishing." |
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320 | You | "I'm not like that. I don't think like that." |
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321 | You | "I hate women too, you know." | IsTHCPresent("radical_feminist_agenda") == false |
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322 | You | "Men are insane." (Shake your head.) |
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323 | The Deserter | "No one gives a *shit* what you think," the old man spits in the ash. "You and your cronies kill ten working class men a day. I've heard the statistics on Channel 8." |
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324 | The Deserter | He nods. "Made a little love-nest up there. Sweaty linen and bottles they would use for god knows what... I saw other men there too, but I can't be sure. Even a woman once." |
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325 | The Deserter | "True, there is something bourgeois about women..." He nods. "The weak are more vulnerable to exploitation by capital, unless they rise up in arms, which the likes of her..." He shakes his head. |
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326 | None |
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327 | None | Variable["seafort.dolores_done"] |
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328 | None | (Variable["seafort.dolores_done"]) == false |
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329 | Inland Empire | You stare at them too. In your mind, Her Innocence Dei still turns to leave, airport bag in hand, silks flowing in her wake... |
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330 | None |
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331 | None | Variable["seafort.deserter_inland_dolores_leaving"] |
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332 | None | (Variable["seafort.deserter_inland_dolores_leaving"]) == false |
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333 | You | The dream... |
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334 | You | This has got nothing to do with that. (Try to forget it.) |
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335 | Inland Empire | It's no good, Harry. Her voice rings in the evening air. It smells of burning buildings... |
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336 | Inland Empire | See you tomorrow, Harry. Her voice rings in the evening air, burning... |
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337 | The Deserter | "That kind of thing is fine by the Party so it's fine by me, but it goes to show you..." He just shakes his head. |
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338 | None |
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339 | None | IsKimHere() |
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340 | None | (IsKimHere()) == false |
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341 | Kim Kitsuragi | "A red haired woman? Ruby..." |
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342 | The Deserter | "*Twisted* by psychopharmaceuticals, alcohol, and the class interests of the bourgeoisie. They all are -- women nowadays..." He raises his eyes from the ashes. |
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343 | The Deserter | "The world is insane..." He raises his gaze. Something glimmers in there. Then it's gone. |
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344 | You | Say nothing. |
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345 | The Deserter | The old man raises his gaze. Something glimmers in the corner of his black eye... |
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346 | Empathy | A bitter taste on his tongue. |
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347 | None |
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348 | None |
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349 | You | "A red haired woman? Ruby..." |
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350 | You | Let it be. |
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351 | The Deserter | "That kind of thing is fine by the Party so it's fine by me. But it goes to show you..." He just shakes his head. |
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352 | None |
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353 | None |
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354 | None | Variable["TASK.arrest_klaasje_done"] |
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355 | None | (Variable["TASK.arrest_klaasje_done"]) == false |
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356 | Drama | Safe and sound, sire. Surely you have not misplaced the witness. |
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357 | None |
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358 | You | "She got away. I don't know where she is." | Variable["TASK.arrest_klaasje_done"] == false |
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359 | You | "I arrested her." (Lie.) | Variable["TASK.arrest_klaasje_done"] == false |
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360 | You | "I arrested her." | Variable["TASK.arrest_klaasje_done"] == true |
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361 | You | "I am not at liberty to say." |
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362 | You | "She got away, but she led me here first. She figured out someone was watching her from the seafort." | Variable["TASK.arrest_klaasje_done"] == false |
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363 | The Deserter | "Gone..." He looks to the city and nods: "I knew it. She kept staring into the scope this last week. At the island, like she knew...." He sighs. |
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364 | The Deserter | "Good for her..." He looks to the city and nods: "That girl kept staring into the scope, you know -- in the end. This last week, kept staring at the island..." |
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365 | The Deserter | "Locked up with your masters, like I'll be... maybe we'll meet?" He looks to the city. "She kept staring into the scope, you know -- in the end. Like she *knew*." |
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366 | The Deserter | "I know she's gone." He looks to the city. "Locked up, or on the run.... She kept staring into the scope, you know. In the end, this last week. At the fort. Like she *knew*." |
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367 | You | "You saw through her? So did I." | Variable["XP.detect_compromized_skillset"] == true |
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368 | You | "Why did you?" |
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369 | The Deserter | "I was there one night and she was crying. Like a child, in the corner of her room -- on the floor. I'd never seen her do that before." |
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370 | The Deserter | "You're delusional. There's nothing to *see* in the soul of the bourgeois woman. It's the same as the surface -- sick hedonism and desperation." |
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371 | Kim Kitsuragi | The lieutenant nods at you, in acknowledgement. |
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372 | None |
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373 | None | IsKimHere() |
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374 | None | (IsKimHere()) == false |
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375 | The Deserter | The old man looks at you, suddenly remembering something: "Where is she? I haven't seen her there for days." |
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376 | None |
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377 | None | IsKimHere() |
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378 | None | (IsKimHere()) == false |
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379 | None |
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380 | None | IsCunoInParty() |
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381 | None | (IsCunoInParty()) == false |
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382 | The Deserter | "Her..." He repeats, staring at the ashes -- then at the reeds. There's a twitch in the corner of his eye. |
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383 | Perception (Hearing) | You hear a low frequency hiss, barely beneath the audible spectrum. Then it's gone. |
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384 | Perception (Hearing) | You hear a low frequency hiss, barely. Beneath the audible spectrum. Then it's gone. |
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385 | Esprit de Corps | That's it. Motive. We have it. |
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386 | Cuno | "It was about bitches." The boy nods grimly. |
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387 | Esprit de Corps | There -- motive, detective. We have it. |
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388 | The Deserter | "At night, crying or smoking on the roof. Like she knew I was here..." He says to no one in particular: "It doesn't matter." |
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389 | None |
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390 | None | Variable["TASK.arrest_klaasje_done"] |
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391 | None | (Variable["TASK.arrest_klaasje_done"]) == false |
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392 | The Deserter | "Staring at the island, the fort, like she knew I was here..." He adds, to no one in particular: "It doesn't matter." |
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393 | None |
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394 | None | Variable["seafort.deserter_shivers_klaasje_arrest"] |
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395 | None | (Variable["seafort.deserter_shivers_klaasje_arrest"]) == false |
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396 | You | Look east... |
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397 | You | Shake it off. |
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398 | Shivers | Inside, in a cell, a young woman is withdrawing from amphetamines, barbiturates and alcohol. Shivering, she fades from your mind's eye... |
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399 | Esprit de Corps | There, on a dilapidated jetty in a nameless village, two police officers and one special consultant look across a narrow strip of sea. The ruins of a seafort stick out of the water, built by Filippe II, re-appropriated by the Commune, then lost in the Landing... |
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400 | None |
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401 | None | Variable["seafort.deserter_esprit_posse_in_village"] |
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402 | None | (Variable["seafort.deserter_esprit_posse_in_village"]) == false |
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403 | Esprit de Corps | "He's there, doing... *what* exactly I don't know," Satellite-Officer Vicquemare points at the ruins. "Behind that anti-aircraft-something. That's why we can't see him." |
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404 | Esprit de Corps | Special consultant Heidelstam is optimistic: "We'll see the boat when he comes. Let's go get a coffee until then. I know this interesting little place, where..." His voice trails off as the three walk down the jetty. |
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405 | None |
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406 | None | IsKimHere() |
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407 | None | (IsKimHere()) == false |
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408 | None |
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409 | None | IsCunoInParty() |
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410 | None | (IsCunoInParty()) == false |
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411 | Kim Kitsuragi | "We could get more..." the lieutenant uses the opportunity to tell you -- in a lowered voice. "We've got him talking..." |
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412 | The Deserter | "She'd look -- at night, crying or smoking on the roof -- staring right into me..." He adds, to no one in particular: "It doesn't matter." |
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413 | The Deserter | "Like she *knew* I was here..." He adds, to no one in particular: "It doesn't matter." |
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414 | None |
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415 | None | Variable["auto.is_raining"] |
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416 | None | (Variable["auto.is_raining"]) == false |
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417 | None |
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418 | None | Variable["auto.is_snowing"] |
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419 | None | (Variable["auto.is_snowing"]) == false |
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420 | Shivers | Across the harbour, on the banks of the River Esperance, cold rain falls on Precinct 57 -- a two story box of duraluminum near the gates to Terminal H. |
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421 | Shivers | Across the harbour, on the South bank of the River Esperance, white snow falls on a two story box of duraluminum. Precinct 57, near the gates to Terminal H. |
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422 | Shivers | Across the harbour, on the South bank of the River Esperance, the air stands still outside Precinct 57 -- a two story box of duraluminum near the gates to Terminal H. |
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423 | None |
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424 | None | IsEvening() |
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425 | None | (IsEvening()) == false |
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426 | None |
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427 | None | IsNight() |
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428 | None | (IsNight()) == false |
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429 | Shivers | Inside, in a cell, a young woman is withdrawing from amphetamines, barbiturates and alcohol. All at once. While two men in brown suits wave ICP badges at a young policeman. She hears the door open... |
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430 | Shivers | ...and knows it's over. They've come for her. Outside the dusk gathers, the river flows by, gold and orange into the Bay of Martinaise. |
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431 | Shivers | ...and knows it's over. They've come for her. Outside night falls, the river flows by, treacle black into the Bay of Martinaise. |
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432 | Shivers | ...and knows it's over. They've come for her. Outside it's springtime, the river flows blue and green into the Bay of Martinaise. |
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433 | Shivers | Smaller. Distant. Hidden. Not like the great chandelier she sees sparkle in the dusk below her. Streets, towers, tenements and cold water; and across the water -- a dark strip of ruins barely visible, if she didn't squint her eyes... |
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434 | Shivers | On the platform a young woman is withdrawing from amphetamines, barbiturates and alcohol. Yet still she smiles among the crowd, fading from your mind's eye... |
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435 | None |
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436 | None | IsEvening() |
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437 | None | (IsEvening()) == false |
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438 | None |
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439 | None | IsNight() |
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440 | None | (IsNight()) == false |
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441 | Shivers | On the platform a young woman is withdrawing from amphetamines, barbiturates and alcohol. Yet still she smiles among the crowd, among the great ghost of the city she's leaving -- for another, far south. |
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442 | Shivers | Smaller. Distant. Hidden. Not like the great chandelier she sees sparkle in the night below her. Street lights, towers, tenements and water -- and across it, a dark strip of ruins barely visible, if she didn't squint her eyes... |
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443 | Shivers | Smaller. Distant. Hidden. Not like the great chandelier she sees sparkle in the spring air below her. Streets and towers, tenements and water -- and across it, a dark strip of ruins barely visible, if she didn't squint her eyes... |
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444 | None |
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445 | None | Variable["auto.is_snowing"] |
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446 | None | (Variable["auto.is_snowing"]) == false |
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447 | You | Look north... |
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448 | None |
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449 | None | Variable["auto.is_raining"] |
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450 | None | (Variable["auto.is_raining"]) == false |
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451 | Shivers | Midtown, across the bay of Revachol. Cold rain falls on forty-story towers. Above them -- Lausanne Central Aerodrome; a cocoon suspended in the grey sky by a web of suspension wiring, encircled by hybrid aircraft. |
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452 | You | Shake it off. |
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453 | None |
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454 | None | Variable["seafort.deserter_shivers_klaasje_fled"] |
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455 | None | (Variable["seafort.deserter_shivers_klaasje_fled"]) == false |
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456 | Shivers | Midtown, across the bay of Revachol. Snow falls on forty-story towers. Above them -- Lausanne Central Aerodrome; a cocoon suspended in the snowy sky by a web of suspension wiring, encircled by hybrid aircraft. |
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457 | Shivers | Midtown, across the bay of Revachol. The oceanic wind washes forty-story towers. Above them -- Lausanne Central Aerodrome; a cocoon suspended in the sky by a web of suspension wiring, encircled by hybrid aircraft. |
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458 | Shivers | Good bye, Martinaise. |
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459 | None |
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460 | None | Variable["seafort.deserter_shivers_full"] |
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461 | None | (Variable["seafort.deserter_shivers_full"]) == false |
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462 | Esprit de Corps | Across the water, on a dilapidated jetty in a nameless village -- made of grey cinder block houses with eternite roofs -- two police officers and one special consultant look across a narrow strip of sea. |
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463 | Esprit de Corps | As the men go, Patrol Officer Minot looks back over her shoulder -- at the crumbling fortification in the rain, like a rotten tooth rising out of the water... |
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464 | None |
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465 | None | Variable["auto.is_raining"] |
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466 | None | (Variable["auto.is_raining"]) == false |
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467 | None |
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468 | None | Variable["auto.is_snowing"] |
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469 | None | (Variable["auto.is_snowing"]) == false |
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470 | Esprit de Corps | As the men go, Patrol Officer Minot looks back over her shoulder -- at the crumbling fortification in the snowfall, like a rotten tooth rising out of the water... |
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471 | Esprit de Corps | As the men go, Patrol Officer Minot looks back over her shoulder -- at the crumbling fortification, like a rotten tooth rising out of the water... |
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472 | Empathy | Good luck, Harry, she thinks. You need something *good* for this... |
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473 | The Deserter | The old man falls silent. Staring at your feet, the burnt logs. |
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474 | Suggestion | You could get more out of him... He likes talking. |
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475 | None |
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476 | None | Variable["seafort.deserter_logic_seen_more"] or Variable["seafort.deserter_sugg_get_more"] |
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477 | None | (Variable["seafort.deserter_logic_seen_more"] or Variable["seafort.deserter_sugg_get_more"]) == false |
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478 | Physical Instrument | *Enough*. Take him in. Bend his arms behind his back and end this. |
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479 | None |
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480 | Logic | Who knows what he's seen and done over the years? |
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481 | The Deserter | "Barely alive. They like to kill while they're on their drugs. After the landing, in the burning years I would take shots at them, *end* them. The worst ones. If I had a bullet to spare." |
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482 | The Deserter | "I could see they've returned now. To show their real face -- the face they don't dare show their bourgeois voters back on Mundi, with their families and polyester clothes..." |
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483 | You | "Rich hag?" |
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484 | The Deserter | "Wrinkled up whore," he nods. |
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485 | You | "What is it with these *whores* and *pederasts*... aren't you a communist?" |
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486 | You | "Whore. Good strong word. I use it often myself." |
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487 | The Deserter | "Yes," he nods enthusiastically. "Old-fashioned." |
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488 | The Deserter | "Lax sexual morals are a bourgeois ploy," he gargles a spit ball. "As to pederasty, the Party legalized it in '04. My Party, not your liberal masters." He spits it out on the dying coals. |
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489 | The Deserter | "So don't you sermonize me, you racist shithole." He adds. "It's still bourgeois when the bourgeois does it. Fiddling with their sexual organs..." |
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490 | Electrochemistry | Some strange glandular process takes place in him at the thought. Like yeast rising... |
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491 | Half Light | An anger too, in addition to loneliness. |
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492 | None |
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493 | None | IsKimHere() |
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494 | None | (IsKimHere()) == false |
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495 | Kim Kitsuragi | "Khm," the lieutenant coughs. |
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496 | None |
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497 | None |
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498 | None |
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499 | None | Variable["seafort.deserter_bonus_hub_got"] |
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500 | None | (Variable["seafort.deserter_bonus_hub_got"]) == false |
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501 | The Deserter | The old man has fallen silent, staring at your feet. The burnt logs in the fire are moist from the sea air. |
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502 | None |
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503 | The Deserter | "She had different colour hair on the photo -- and glasses. *Forged*. Some sort of sordid, bourgeois affair. I've heard about this kind of thing on the radio..." |
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504 | Rhetoric | Joyce... he means Joyce again. |
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505 | You | "This is the so-called soucriant again, right? Joyce?" |
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506 | None |
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507 | You | "You mean the Wild Pines representative again, right?" |
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508 | None |
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509 | None | IsKimHere() |
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510 | None | (IsKimHere()) == false |
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511 | Kim Kitsuragi | "Did you keep the documents in it?" |
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512 | You | "Did you keep the materials?" |
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513 | None |
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514 | None | IsCunoInParty() |
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515 | None | (IsCunoInParty()) == false |
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516 | Cuno | "Yeah." Cuno nods knowingly. "The lightning gets shit going. Speedfreaks fuckin' in the bushes..." |
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517 | You | "You climbed, right? You *climbed* behind her window, like the CRAB-MAN?" | Variable["tc.crab_man"] == true |
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518 | None |
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519 | None | IsCunoInParty() |
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520 | None | (IsCunoInParty()) == false |
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521 | None |
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522 | None | Variable["auto.visited_pinball_workshop"] |
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523 | None | (Variable["auto.visited_pinball_workshop"]) == false |
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524 | Cuno | "You've been through some secret route shit, huh? *Inside* the Whirling-in-Rags, creepin' around?" |
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525 | The Deserter | "I've been through *all* of Martinaise -- every nook and cranny." |
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526 | Cuno | "Yeah, but that one too, right? Secret Whirling shit?" |
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527 | None |
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528 | None |
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529 | None |
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530 | Cuno | "We can totally get more out of him..." the kid whispers. "He's squeelin'..." |
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531 | None |
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532 | None | Variable["seafort.deserter_rhet_he_means_joyce"] |
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533 | None | (Variable["seafort.deserter_rhet_he_means_joyce"]) == false |
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534 | You | "Got it." |
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535 | The Deserter | "Herding the strikebreakers like that -- I kept an eye on them." He stares inland, then back at you. |
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536 | None |
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537 | None | Variable["TASK.klaasjes_real_name_done"] |
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538 | None | (Variable["TASK.klaasjes_real_name_done"]) == false |
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539 | Reaction Speed | One little thing -- what was her *name*, on the passport. Just curious... |
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540 | Rhetoric | Those two took the cake. |
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541 | Reaction Speed | Thank god, the lieutenant is picking it up... |
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542 | Reaction Speed | Thank god, the kid is picking it up... |
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543 | The Deserter | "I don't really know. I was there one night and she was crying, like a child -- in the corner of her room, on the floor. Like she does sometimes...." |
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544 | You | "Why then?" |
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545 | None |
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546 | None | Variable["seafort.deserter_you_have_maybelled"] |
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547 | None | (Variable["seafort.deserter_you_have_maybelled"]) == false |
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548 | None |
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549 | Rhetoric | Seems like the answer was yes. |
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550 | None |
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551 | None | Variable["pier.joyce_hub_reached"] |
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552 | None | (Variable["pier.joyce_hub_reached"]) == false |
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553 | None |
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554 | None | Variable["pier.joyce_hub_reached"] |
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555 | None | (Variable["pier.joyce_hub_reached"]) == false |
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556 | You | "Let's talk about something else for now." |
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557 | None |
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558 | The Deserter | He draws shallow breaths. |
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559 | None |
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560 | The Deserter | He draws shallow breaths. |
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561 | You | "Let's talk about something else for now." |
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562 | Hand/Eye Coordination | The calibre of bullet he used does not do that kind of damage. |
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563 | Empathy | While he stands here and rots. |
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564 | Rhetoric | He knew she knows. She was looking at the island, figuring it out -- day by day, cigarette by cigarette... |
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