Your wildly successful phone call to Sylvie Malaiika.
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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| 3 | You | "Hello, this is the police calling. I have some questions for you about your last days at work." |
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| 4 | Sylvie | "Oh, right..." She recognizes your voice almost immediately. "Hello, officer, what can I do for you?" |
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| 5 | Empathy | You can hear resentment in her tone -- she's not thrilled to be talking to you again. |
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| 6 | None |
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| 7 | You | "Was it you who called the police?" | Variable["TASK.who_was_caller"] |
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| 8 | Sylvie | "No, not me." |
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| 9 | You | "But why *didn't* you call? Didn't a corpse behind your workplace bother you?" |
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| 10 | None |
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| 11 | You | "Okay, next question." (Back.) |
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| 12 | You | "Do you know who made that call?" |
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| 13 | Sylvie | "No, sorry... I don't." She clears her throat. "Not a lot of people have phones around here. Copper thieves take the wires..." |
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| 14 | Sylvie | "What? Of course it bothered me! But I thought the Union already knew about the corpse." |
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| 15 | You | "I meant us. You should have called *the police*." |
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| 16 | Sylvie | "No one calls the police." You can hear her adjust the receiver in her hand. "The Union would get angry." |
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| 17 | You | "I see. Maybe there's something else you can tell me about?" (Back off.) |
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| 18 | Sylvie | "I don't know what to tell you, officer. I didn't call you, because I didn't want to get in trouble with the others, with the Union. I'm sorry about that." |
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| 19 | You | "Tell me, why *exactly* did you let a corpse hang in your own backyard for weeks instead of calling us?" (Push on.) |
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| 20 | Sylvie | "I... I didn't want to get in trouble with the others..." |
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| 21 | Empathy | No, don't push her. It sounds as if she's about to cry. |
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| 22 | None |
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| 23 | You | "I see. Don't worry about it, I understand." (Back off.) |
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| 24 | You | "Let me get this straight, you ignored the law to save your own skin?" | Variable["plaza.kineema_sylvie_authority_pushherfurther"] == true |
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| 25 | Sylvie | "You do?" She sounds relieved. "What else can I do for you?" |
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| 26 | None |
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| 27 | Sylvie | "I... I didn't know I had to report it... I... I thought someone would take him down eventually..." Her voice breaks. |
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| 28 | You | "It's okay, things happen. Not really your fault." |
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| 29 | You | "It's a little late for tears, isn't it? Should have used them to summon the police earlier." |
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| 30 | Sylvie | "Yes... I know, it's just..." She takes a deep breath before continuing. "Was there anything else?" |
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| 31 | None |
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| 32 | Sylvie | You can almost hear the girl getting smaller on the other end of the line, until she almost drowns in static. |
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| 33 | Sylvie |
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| 34 | Sylvie | Variable["plaza.kineema_made_sylvie_cry_like_a_boss"] |
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| 35 | Sylvie | (Variable["plaza.kineema_made_sylvie_cry_like_a_boss"]) == false |
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| 36 | Sylvie | "No..." You can hear her regaining control in the background. "I honestly don't know." |
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| 37 | Sylvie | "Yeah, go on." |
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| 38 | Sylvie |
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| 39 | Sylvie | Variable["plaza.kineema_made_sylvie_cry_like_a_boss"] |
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| 40 | Sylvie | (Variable["plaza.kineema_made_sylvie_cry_like_a_boss"]) == false |
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| 41 | Sylvie | "Okay..." She's calmer now. Probably because the focus has shifted elsewhere. |
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| 42 | You | "You quit your job at the Whirling -- why?" |
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| 43 | None |
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| 44 | Sylvie | "No, absolutely not." |
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| 45 | You | "Hey, do you want to grab a cup of coffee with me some time?" | Variable["plaza.sylvie_electrochem_grab_coffee"] == true and Variable["plaza.kineema_sylvie_asked_her_out_once"] == false |
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| 46 | You | "I think I got everything I need, thanks." [End call.] |
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| 47 | Sylvie | "I do hope so. Please don't call me again. Bye." She's ready to hang up. |
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| 48 | Sylvie | You hear the call breaking up on the other end of the radio and then the already familiar voice: |
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| 49 | Alice | "Anything else I can help you with, officer?" |
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| 50 | You | "Have you seen my badge?" | Variable["TASK.find_your_badge"] and CheckItem("badge") == false |
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| 51 | You | "Have you seen my gun?" | Variable["tc.gun_missing"] and CheckItem("gun_villiers") == false |
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| 52 | You | "I showed you my gun? When did it happen?" |
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| 53 | Sylvie | "Yes, I know who you are. You're a police officer... *the law*." |
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| 54 | You | "My badge is missing. Have you seen it anywhere?" |
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| 55 | Sylvie | "Oh... no, I haven't, sorry." |
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| 56 | None |
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| 57 | Sylvie | "Please, no. Not this again -- everyone saw your 'cool gun', detective..." She sounds beyond exacerbated. |
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| 58 | Sylvie | "You were trying to *impress* some people with it. Everyone was eating and..." She stops hesitantly, not sure if she should continue. |
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| 59 | Sylvie | "No idea. All I know is, next you were waving around money instead. Saying things like 'Big bucks cannot lie' and 'Guns can't buy money, but money can always buy guns'." |
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| 60 | You | "Have you seen my police man uniform?" | Variable["plaza.kineema_sylvie_wheresmyuniform"] == true and CheckItem("jacket_rcm") == false |
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| 61 | Sylvie | "Uniform? I never saw you in any uniform, you had your... *things* on. The disco things." |
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| 62 | None |
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| 63 | You | Wait, why does she seem angry with you? |
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| 64 | Sylvie |
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| 65 | Sylvie | Variable["plaza.kineema_sylvie_empathy_redcheck"] |
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| 66 | Sylvie | (Variable["plaza.kineema_sylvie_empathy_redcheck"]) == false |
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| 67 | You | "Bye, Sylvie." |
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| 68 | You | "I got a hunch your love life is about to take a *very* pleasant turn." |
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| 69 | Sylvie |
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| 70 | Sylvie | IsKimHere() |
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| 71 | Sylvie | (IsKimHere()) == false |
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| 72 | Alice | "Call was terminated by the other party. Anything else, officer?" |
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| 73 | Sylvie | "..." |
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| 74 | You | "I've got a hunch your love life is about to take a *very* pleasant turn." (Give the lieutenant a knowing wink.) |
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| 75 | Kim Kitsuragi | "What?" The lieutenant raises his shoulders. "What is it?" |
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| 76 | You | "You'll see, lieutenant. You will see." (Wink again.) |
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| 77 | Empathy | Yes. You have obviously done something to upset her -- at the Whirling-in-Rags, when she was still working there. |
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| 78 | Empathy | No. She doesn't have a problem with you. It must be someone *else* she's angry about. Some other guy... like *Garte*. |
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| 79 | You | Yeah, it's definitely some other guy, a guy like *Garte*. |
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| 80 | You | Uh, okay... but I'm a guy. Sure it isn't about me? |
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| 81 | Empathy | Trust me, you wouldn't want to be *the guy* here. You know how it is. Yack yack nag nag. |
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| 82 | Empathy | You know women and their constant *problems*. Yack yack nag nag. How's one supposed to get *the love* going like that? |
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| 83 | Empathy | No, you're The Guy -- you're Lieutenant Love, matchmaker extraordinaire! Help the poor girl out, lest she turns into a *spinster*! |
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| 84 | Sylvie | "I'm not mad, it's just..." The static sighs again. "You were so drunk and so emotional all the time, and then the *skua thing* happened. It just made me want to quit." |
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| 85 | You | "Wait, before you go... You're mad at me, right? Tell me, what did I do? I can't remember anything." |
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| 86 | Sylvie | "Didn't seem like you had fun doing it though." |
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| 87 | Sylvie | "The stuffed bird. The great skua. You threw it against the wall, while screaming 'fuck that bird' and laughing like a maniac." |
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| 88 | Sylvie | "I think you said it had been *giving you shit ever since you got there*." |
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| 89 | None |
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| 90 | None |
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| 91 | You | "This sounds like me alright." |
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| 92 | You | "Why do I always end up screwing everything up?" |
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| 93 | You | "Bitch bird got what was coming to her." |
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| 94 | You | "What skua thing?" |
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| 95 | You | "This doesn't sound anything like me, I love birds!" |
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| 96 | None |
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| 97 | None |
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| 98 | Sylvie | "God, I... I knew I shouldn't have brought it up. Just... try not to call me again and let's pretend it never happened." |
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| 99 | Sylvie | "No, you really weren't. You were simply the worst." |
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| 100 | You | "I was trying to show you the world of tomorrow. The Great Panic at The End." |
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| 101 | You | "I am truly sorry for everything, Sylvie." |
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| 102 | None |
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| 103 | Sylvie | "I tried to send the cleaner, but you wouldn't let me. Threatened to 'make me understand'. I had no idea what you meant -- and I *don't* want to know." |
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| 104 | You | "Right. Was that all?" |
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| 105 | Sylvie | "And then you screamed something incomprehensible about churches and the scent of apricots and aquariums." She takes a deep breath. |
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| 106 | Sylvie | "Then there was your room. Your *project*, an experiment to see how bad it can get in there." |
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| 107 | You | "Well, you're the worst tavern wench I've ever seen!" |
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| 108 | You | "So you're telling me that *I* was the one who made you want to quit?" |
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| 109 | None |
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| 110 | You | "I think I've heard enough." (Back off.) |
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| 111 | You | "Go on. I want to know what I did." |
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| 112 | Sylvie | "I bet." |
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| 113 | Sylvie | "Well... You were worse than all of them. Honestly, you were getting borderline aggressive." |
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| 114 | Sylvie | "Even about little things, like not turning down the volume at 3 AM. I even *liked* one of those songs you kept listening to on repeat. No more. I hate it now." |
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| 115 | You | "Girl, just loosen up a little... Don't you ever party?" |
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| 116 | None |
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| 117 | You | "Okay, I get it. I wasn't a very good tenant." |
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| 118 | You | "Maybe you can help me identify this one particular song..." |
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| 119 | Sylvie | "Which one would that be?" |
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| 120 | You | "One that was really *sad*." |
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| 121 | Sylvie | "Sad? I think the one you mean is "The Smallest Church in Saint-Saëns". Butchered that right up..." Her voice carries a tone of disappointment. |
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| 122 | None |
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| 123 | None |
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| 124 | You | "What *others*?" |
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| 125 | Sylvie | "The other people who live around here. Local people. I... I didn't want trouble... " |
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| 126 | None |
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| 127 | None |
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| 128 | You | "Sylvie? I believe we've met before. This is me, a detective from the Whirling-in-Rags!" |
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| 129 | Volition | Ouch.... That's like twenty points of pride-damage right there, buddy. |
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| 130 | Reaction Speed | That came so fast you can't but wonder what else would she be good at. |
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| 131 | Sylvie |
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| 132 | Sylvie | Variable["plaza.kineema_sylvie_reaction"] |
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| 133 | Sylvie | (Variable["plaza.kineema_sylvie_reaction"]) == false |
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| 134 | You | Yes, what would she be good at? |
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| 135 | Reaction Speed | Baseball? Ring-a-bell Quiz Shows? Catching keys in the air? Petting an angry cat? |
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| 136 | Empathy | Her voice is resigned and weak. |
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| 137 | You | "Looks like there's a limit to my authority then." | Variable["plaza.kineema_sylvie_i_am_the_authority"] == false |
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| 138 | Sylvie | "Mhmh." |
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| 139 | Sylvie |
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| 140 | Sylvie | Variable["plaza.kineema_sylvie_greeting_done"] |
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| 141 | Sylvie | (Variable["plaza.kineema_sylvie_greeting_done"]) == false |
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| 142 | You | "Hey, Sylvie, it's the police again." |
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| 143 | Sylvie | "Oh, great." She doesn't sound thrilled. "What else do you need, detective?" |
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| 144 | Sylvie |
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| 145 | Sylvie | CheckItem("music_whirling_smallest_church") or Variable["tc.sad_song_smallest_church"] |
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| 146 | Sylvie | (CheckItem("music_whirling_smallest_church") or Variable["tc.sad_song_smallest_church"]) == false |
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| 147 | You | "Was I singing... "The Smallest Church In Saint-Saëns"?" |
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| 148 | Sylvie | "Yes. That's the one you liked to sing along to the *most*. The later it got the more *that one* came on." |
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| 149 | You | "You said I was singing. What did I sing? I'm looking for a song..." | IsTaskActive("TASK.find_song") and Variable["plaza.kineema_sylvie_mentioned_you_singing"] |
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| 150 | Sylvie | "All sorts of things. The OO. Some disco, rock too. So much disco and rock..." |
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| 151 | You | "What do you mean by that?" |
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| 152 | Sylvie | "You know..." She seems to be looking for words. "What the Union says, goes. People listen to them and they take care of their own, which is, like, everyone here." |
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| 153 | Kim Kitsuragi | "Legally, no. In reality, yes." He looks around. "Martinaise is *de facto* policed by the Dockworkers' Union." |
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| 154 | Half Light | The fucking nerves on her?! Trying to hide behind WEAKNESS. You're a GOD. An angry but JUST God. |
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| 155 | You | (Yell:) "I'M A GOD. YOU REPORT TO ME, NOT TO THE UNION -- IS IT CLEAR?" | Variable["plaza.kineema_sylvie_halflight_looseit"] == true |
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| 156 | Rhetoric | This exact conversation has happened before. Establishing authority before this young girl seems to have been important to you in the past. Don't go there again. |
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| 157 | You | "Wait, how did you first learn I'm a police officer?" |
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| 159 | Sylvie | "You told me back in the Whirling... you told *everybody*. And showed us your badge... I don't need to hear about it anymore." |
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| 160 | Sylvie | "You were waving it around in everyone's face, begging them to describe it. You said it 'calms you'. And then you started making suicide jokes. It got pretty *graphic*." |
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| 161 | You | "And what? What did I do?" |
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| 162 | You | "Actually, I don't want to know. I don't want to know what happened." |
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| 163 | Drama | Oh, those again? I have been trying to wean you off them. |
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| 164 | You | Off of what? |
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| 165 | Drama | You know, when you put your gun, your *actual* gun, on your temple and pretend to shoot your brains out? Off of that. People don't like that. |
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| 166 | Rhetoric | Hm, I remember this. You were screaming things like "My brains are all over the walls, painting them red. I won't be seeing it, cause these are my brains. I can't see without my brains!" Very nice visuals there. |
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| 167 | Empathy | Some poor sod was trying to eat his pudding, while you were screaming, spit flying, imitating the *mercy shot* right next to him... Spat some in his food, I don't think he touched it after... |
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| 168 | Sylvie |
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| 169 | Sylvie | Variable["plaza.kineema_sylvie_drama_suicidejokes"] |
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| 170 | Sylvie | (Variable["plaza.kineema_sylvie_drama_suicidejokes"]) == false |
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| 171 | Half Light | People tried to back away from you or even slip out of the door, but you screamed: I AM THE GODDAMNED LAW AND YOU HAVE TO LISTEN TO ME, YOU ARE ALL SUSPECTS IN A MURDER INVESTIGATION! |
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| 172 | None |
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| 173 | You | "I should have killed myself..." |
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| 174 | You | "Why would I threaten to kill myself?! I mean, look at this world, I would love to stay!" |
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| 175 | You | "Yes, but what happened to my gun?" (Just conclude.) |
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| 176 | Sylvie | "No, please, no more suicide threats! Thank *god* you don't have that stupid gun anymore..." |
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| 177 | Composure | Real policemen have uniforms too, by the way. Where's yours? |
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| 178 | Sylvie | "Yes, well..." The static on the radio suggests Sylvie doesn't have a comment. |
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| 179 | You | "Actually, I think I might be a birdie. A birdwatching enthusiast, you know." |
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| 180 | Sylvie | Her voice reappears from the static: "That's wonderful, really. Maybe you should keep pursuing that hobby. Maybe it would calm you down a little." |
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| 181 | Sylvie | "Okay, officer..." Her voice is withdrawing as if she's moving away from the speaker. |
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| 182 | Sylvie | "It was a pretty bird, there since I started working in the Whirling. I really liked her. We called her Scotty..." |
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| 183 | Authority | Crackling static... more static and yes, more of that sweet static. The violence of your words is obviously scaring her. |
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| 184 | You | "Do you know how my paperwork ended up in the trash container behind the Whirling?" | Variable["TASK.find_your_paperwork_done"] == true and Variable["plaza.kineema_sylvie_flushed_paperwork"] == false and Variable["plaza.kineema_sylvie_already_know_paperwork"] == false |
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| 185 | You | "Do you know who put the victim's clothes in the trash?" | IsTaskActive("TASK.who_put_the_clothes_in_the_trash") and Variable["TASK.ask_garte_about_clothes_done"] == false |
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| 186 | Sylvie | "No, I don't know. It wasn't me..." She gulps. "I haven't been out there since... I was terrified of the stench and the corpse." She falls silent. |
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| 187 | You | "Wait -- police documents?" |
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| 188 | You | "I must have had some sort of official police documents on me. Do you know where they could be?" | Variable["TASK.find_your_paperwork"] and Variable["TASK.find_your_paperwork_done"] == false |
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| 189 | Empathy | That's where *you* step in. You're Lieutenant Love, matchmaker extraordinaire! Help the poor girl out, lest she turns into a *spinster*. |
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| 190 | You | Oh my god, not a spinster! |
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| 191 | You | Yeah. She's a woman. Probably just playing hardball with the goods. Women are just transactional. |
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| 192 | You | What am I, deranged? A woman doesn't have to be married. She doesn't even have to be in a relationship. Also, feminism. | IsTHCPresent("radical_feminist_agenda") |
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| 193 | You | I'm happy to help, but maybe I could do so without all this internalized misogyny? |
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| 194 | Empathy | What misogyny? I'm just telling things the way they are. Can't a man be honest in his *own head* anymore? |
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| 195 | Empathy | Not a spinster, my god! |
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| 196 | Empathy | What *deranged*? I'm just telling things the way they are. Can't a man even be honest in his *own head* anymore? |
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| 198 | Empathy | You have to intervene on behalf of Love! First calm her down, tell her you've got everything *under control* -- and then go have a boys' talk with Garte himself. |
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| 199 | Empathy | Think you can do that, Lieutenant Love? |
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| 200 | None |
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| 201 | You | "Khm..." (To the microphone.) "Are you still there, kiddo? Listen... I've got everything under control." |
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| 202 | Sylvie | "No. What?" |
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| 203 | You | "You and Garte, right? A little trouble under the sheets? Say no more, papa's got this. Big Poppa." |
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| 204 | Empathy | Oh yeah. My point exactly. You know how they are -- transactional and hysteric. Loony broads. |
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| 205 | Empathy | You know what you've got to do. First you've got to calm her down, tell her you've got everything *under control* -- then go and have a little boys' talk with Garte himself. |
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| 206 | You | "Daddy is going to take you on his lap, little darling." |
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| 207 | You | Please no. I don't want to say any of those things. (Refuse the Love Quest -- although it's *wonderful*.) |
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| 208 | Sylvie | "Oh god." The static appears to breathe heavily. "Please just stay out of my li..." |
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| 209 | You | "I know, baby, I know. It's just that you've got that sweet woman-child thing that makes men go *crazy*. Especially a man like Garte." |
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| 210 | Empathy | You have to *act*, Lieutenant Love. You have to calm that hysteric down, tell it you've got everything under control -- then go and have a little boys' talk with Garte himself. |
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| 211 | Empathy | You're just a gimp. What, you want to be more *empathetic*? |
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| 212 | Electrochemistry | Nothing's wrong, it's just *sssssexuality*. |
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| 213 | Empathy | You have to *act*, Lieutenant Love. You have to calm that hysteric girl down, tell her you've got everything under control -- and then go and have a little boys' talk with the man himself. |
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| 214 | Authority | Khm... Correction: Lieutenant Double-Yefreitor Love. |
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| 215 | You | Stop! That's Lieutenant Double-Yefreitor Love for you. | Variable["plaza.slyvie_authority_double_yefreitor"] == true |
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| 216 | Empathy | Of course. So much more love. But now -- react! |
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| 217 | Rhetoric | God -- what is happening in your HEAD?! |
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| 218 | Electrochemistry | Big Big Poppa is happening. |
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| 219 | None |
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| 220 | You | "*I* am the authority around here." | Variable["plaza.kineema_sylvie_limits_to_authority"] == false |
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| 221 | Sylvie | "Okay." She obviously doesn't want to challenge your authority. You feel *much* better now. |
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| 222 | You | "Wait, Kim," (Lower your microphone.) "Is she speaking truth? The Union is the law around here?" | IsKimHere() and Variable["TASK.what_does_joyce"] == false and Variable["TASK.interview_union_boss_done"] == false |
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| 223 | Esprit de Corps | Words are not necessary to feel the lieutenant's discontent for the situation. |
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| 224 | You | "What trouble?!" |
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| 225 | You | "Okay, I understand." |
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| 226 | Sylvie | "You don't live here, you *don't* understand. Squealing is frowned upon here -- everything is dealt with... well, by the Union. Internally." |
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| 227 | Sylvie | You hear static. Her chin rub against the receiver. Then: "Please, I just didn't want any trouble." |
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| 228 | Kim Kitsuragi | "Hey!" The lieutenant interrupts with a flicker of anger in his eyes. "If you cannot restrain yourself then I'll be handling the interviews from now on and you can quietly take notes." |
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| 229 | You | "You got your methods, I got mine lieutenant. Now let me do my job." |
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| 230 | You | "Sorry, I don't know what came over me, I just lost it -- I might have an anger issue." |
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| 231 | Kim Kitsuragi | "Apparently so. Please do try to control yourself." The anger is gone from his eyes and it's almost as if his voice is softer than before. |
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| 232 | Esprit de Corps | Cop with an anger issue, underpaid, overworked and on the verge of collapse in both personal and professional life -- that's more of a rule than an exception. And the lieutenant knows this. He understands. |
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| 233 | Sylvie | Breathing on the other end suggests that Sylvie is still on the line. She heard everything. |
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| 234 | None |
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| 235 | Kim Kitsuragi | "Fine." The lieutenant clenches his jaw. "But know that I don't approve of such gratuitous volatility." |
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| 236 | Esprit de Corps | An angry cop refusing to face his demons and taking his frustration out on others -- just a badge and a gun away from those he's manhandling. A fast burning candle -- that's the side you just exposed to the lieutenant. He doesn't judge, has seen it too many times all ready -- you both have probably, but he takes a mental note. |
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| 237 | Sylvie | "People don't have the money to have the cables put in again. They use the Union's phone or the one on the coast." |
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| 238 | None |
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| 239 | Sylvie |
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| 240 | Sylvie | Variable["plaza.kineema_made_sylvie_cry_like_a_boss"] |
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| 241 | Sylvie | (Variable["plaza.kineema_made_sylvie_cry_like_a_boss"]) == false |
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| 242 | Authority | Yeah, I think she got it. Good job! |
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| 243 | Sylvie |
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| 244 | Sylvie | Variable["plaza.kineema_sylvie_composure_uniform"] |
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| 245 | Sylvie | (Variable["plaza.kineema_sylvie_composure_uniform"]) == false |
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| 246 | You | I'm going to let it slide. I don't need answers for every little thing. |
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| 247 | You | Kim doesn't have a *uniform* and he seems real to me. |
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| 248 | You | Not my uniform too! God, I should really look into that. |
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| 249 | Composure | Right. It's better to not ask too many questions, lest people start thinking you're a *cop* or something. |
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| 250 | Esprit de Corps | There are officers who wear the signature Perseus Black uniforms to the highest ranks in the RCM and end up buried in them as well -- others do it more *casually*. Looks like you're one of them. |
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| 251 | Esprit de Corps | Somewhere in a dank rental apartment, two police officers stand in the dark. Trash and liquor bottles cover the floor. Things are not good. |
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| 252 | Esprit de Corps | It feels like you haven't worn yours in a long-long time. |
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| 253 | Composure | Yes, you absolutely should. It's awful that you lost it. |
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| 254 | Composure | He's in plainclothes. Voluntarily. It's different from not knowing where your uniform is. |
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| 255 | None |
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| 256 | Sylvie | "Great." There's relief in her voice. "Anything else?" |
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| 257 | Sylvie | There is silence on the other end of the line. |
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| 258 | Sylvie |
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| 259 | Sylvie | Variable["plaza.kineema_sylvie_esprit_youruniform"] |
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| 260 | Sylvie | (Variable["plaza.kineema_sylvie_esprit_youruniform"]) == false |
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| 261 | Esprit de Corps | One of the men, trying not to slip on old newspapers, makes his way to the window and pulls the curtains apart. Roaches scatter as the light comes in. |
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| 262 | Esprit de Corps | "Goddamn..." officer Michel 'Elfboy' Williams speaks to himself. His partner, Sundance Fischer, looks at the patrol uniform he's wearing -- then at an identical suit framed on the wall. It's blue and covered in dust. "Let's get the fuck out of here," he turns to Williams, "he hasn't been here in days." |
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| 263 | Empathy | There's genuine sadness in her voice. |
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| 264 | Sylvie | "I've had sailors fighting, Union guys grabbing my ass, kids stealing booze. Once a guy was glued to the karaoke machine every night for two months. But *you*..." She pauses. |
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| 265 | You | "Hold on, which song?" |
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| 266 | Sylvie | "'We Go On' by the OO." She sighs. "I can't listen to it anymore, you've turned it into a parody." |
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| 267 | Sylvie | "I, ugh... the ones I had to wrench out of your toilet." |
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| 268 | You | "What happened to them?" |
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| 269 | Sylvie | "I... dammit, I don't remember what I did to your damn papers! I don't remember every little thing I do." Resentment gives way to concern in her voice. |
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| 270 | Half Light | She's worried she might have accidentally done something bad. Then she remembers it's *you*. |
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| 271 | Alice | "Anything else I can help you with, officer?" |
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| 272 | Sylvie | You hear a sigh of relief on the other end of the radio. Wordless, the call breaks. Then the already familiar voice: |
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| 273 | You | "Right, thank you for talking with me. Take care." [Leave.] |
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| 274 | None |
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| 275 | Sylvie | "Well." There's an uncomfortable pause. "You tried to jam it down the toilet, sir, clogging it completely. After I had *unclogged* the toilet and retrieved the paperwork I threw it out in the trash, thinking you didn't need it." |
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| 276 | Sylvie | "I am sorry about that." She doesn't sound like she's actually that sorry. "Anything else, detective?" |
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| 277 | Conceptualization | There are *way* more inventive ways than a gun to leave this world. |
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| 278 | None |
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| 279 | None |
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| 280 | None |
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| 281 | None |
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| 282 | Alice | "Call was terminated by the other party. Anything else, officer?" |
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| 283 | Sylvie | "You mean why did I leave the bar?" You can hear her tense up on the other side. "Honestly, I'm... not really comfortable discussing it with you, sir." |
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| 284 | You | "Wait, why aren't you comfortable discussing it with me?" |
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| 285 | You | "Okay. Did you leave because of Garte?" | Variable["XP.sylvie_departure"] == true |
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| 286 | You | "Alright, I won't push you on this. Are you ever coming back to work?" (Conclude.) |
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| 287 | Sylvie | "I, uh..." The static wavers. "Let's just say I left because I needed to get away from someone." |
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| 288 | You | "Get away from whom?" |
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| 289 | Sylvie | "You know whom." |
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| 290 | Sylvie | "What?" She stops abruptly. "No, why would you even think that?!" |
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| 291 | Suggestion | You think you hear a sliver of accusation in her words. |
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| 292 | You | "Sylvie, don't be afraid of that pig. You have to stand up for yourself!" |
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| 293 | Sylvie | "*Please* don't bring Garte into this, it's none of your business!" |
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| 294 | Sylvie | "I already said I don't want to talk about this! You're messing everything up again!" |
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| 295 | Sylvie |
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| 296 | Sylvie | Variable["plaza.sylvie_empathy_accusation_hint"] |
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| 297 | Sylvie | (Variable["plaza.sylvie_empathy_accusation_hint"]) == false |
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| 298 | Volition | Don't be paranoid, she's obviously talking about someone else, not you. |
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| 299 | None |
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| 300 | Sylvie | "Maybe, I don't know..." She seems to relax a little bit. "I just know I have to take some time off right now." |
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| 301 | None |
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| 302 | None |
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| 303 | Sylvie | "Yes, obviously. You were the worst client I've ever seen. And I have seen *so many* assholes in this place..." |
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| 304 | You | "But... when I spoke to Garte it seemed like he thought you left because of *him*." | Variable["XP.sylvie_departure"] == true and Variable["plaza.sylvie_asked_i_made_you_quit"] == true |
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| 305 | You | "Sounds intense." |
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| 306 | You | "That's it? That's not so bad." |
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| 307 | Sylvie | "And *then* I had to deal with your toilet. The one you clogged with *police documents*, causing water damage downstairs in the kitchen." |
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| 308 | You | "What does this Union have to do with anything?" |
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| 309 | None |
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| 310 | Sylvie | "Wait, really? No, this is absolutely not true. I like Garte, I really do." |
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| 311 | You | "Didn't he cross a line when he asked you out?" |
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| 312 | Sylvie | "No, I was actually flattered, I've always liked him. It was just bad timing... with the corpse and all that." |
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| 313 | Sylvie | "I didn't know *what* to say to him later. Then you came and destroyed the place. So I left without explaining. I should have told him maybe..." |
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| 314 | Sylvie | There's a pause. You can almost see her on the other side, the telephone cord coiled around her index. |
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| 315 | You | "I can tell him." (Accept.) |
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| 316 | You | "Understood." (Refuse task) |
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| 317 | Sylvie | "Right. Well... Are we almost done now, officer?" |
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| 318 | Sylvie | "Okay, but... please don't mess it up. Please don't take out your gun or something." |
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| 319 | None |
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| 320 | Sylvie |
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| 321 | Sylvie | IsKimHere() |
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| 322 | Sylvie | (IsKimHere()) == false |
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| 323 | Sylvie | There's no reply from the other end of the line. |
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| 324 | None |
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| 325 | None |
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| 326 | You | "Huh, I don't even know what to say..." |
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| 327 | Sylvie |
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| 328 | Sylvie | Variable["plaza.kineema_sylvie_already_know_paperwork"] == false and Variable["TASK.find_your_paperwork_done"] == false |
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| 329 | Sylvie | (Variable["plaza.kineema_sylvie_already_know_paperwork"] == false and Variable["TASK.find_your_paperwork_done"] == false) == false |
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| 330 | You | "He told me he asked you out. Are you saying it didn't happen?" |
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| 331 | You | "So you do agree that quitting your job just because someone asked you out is an *overreaction*?" |
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| 332 | You | "You mean me? You needed to get away from *me*?" | Variable["plaza.sylvie_empathy_accusation_hint"] |
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| 333 | None |
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| 334 | Sylvie | "I *really* don't want to talk about this. Let's just forget about this, okay?" |
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| 335 | Half Light | Sounds like it's going to be bad. Do you really want to know? |
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| 336 | None |
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| 337 | Sylvie | "It almost looked like you pawned it, but believe me, I did *not* ask." She sighs. |
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| 338 | None |
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| 339 | Electrochemistry | There is *no* resentment in her tone. She wants you to ask her out. No question about it. |
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| 340 | Sylvie |
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| 341 | Sylvie | CheckItem("jacket_rcm") |
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| 342 | Sylvie | (CheckItem("jacket_rcm")) == false |
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| 343 | None |
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| 344 | Sylvie |
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| 345 | Sylvie | Variable["plaza.sylvie_exited_once"] |
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| 346 | Sylvie | (Variable["plaza.sylvie_exited_once"]) == false |
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| 347 | Authority | Garbage! |
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| 348 | Authority | Push her *further*. Show her the error of her ways. |
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| 349 | Sylvie |
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| 350 | Sylvie | IsKimHere() |
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| 351 | Sylvie | (IsKimHere()) == false |
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| 352 | Logic | So the Union has a phone -- and there's one further down the coast. Got it. |
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| 353 | Kim Kitsuragi | "It was someone else." The lieutenant makes a note. "We'll find them sooner or later, officer. It just might take a while." |
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| 354 | Sylvie | "You have to ask someone else. There are thousands of people in Martinaise." |
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| 355 | Volition | Relax. You'll find them sooner or later -- this will just take some time. |
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| 356 | You | Am I, though? |
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| 357 | Encyclopedia | Rubbish! You're a green hat and feather totin' birdwatcher! |
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| 358 | Sylvie |
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| 359 | Sylvie | Variable["plaza.kineema_sylvie_birdwatching"] |
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| 360 | Sylvie | (Variable["plaza.kineema_sylvie_birdwatching"]) == false |
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| 361 | Encyclopedia | Or a cop with brain damage. One of the two. |
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| 362 | Sylvie | "I won't even *mention* you waving your gun around, harassing customers, *threatening* to sing karaoke, threatening to kill yourself..." |
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| 363 | Inland Empire | Interesting... you still have to find it, however. |
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| 364 | Sylvie |
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| 365 | Sylvie | Variable["TASK.who_was_caller_done"] |
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| 366 | Sylvie | (Variable["TASK.who_was_caller_done"]) == false |
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| 367 | Sylvie |
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| 368 | Sylvie | IsKimHere() |
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| 369 | Sylvie | (IsKimHere()) == false |
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| 370 | Kim Kitsuragi | "Seems like Klaasje wasn't lying when she said it was her." The lieutenant makes a note. "This corroborates her story -- she made the call." |
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| 371 | Logic | Seems like Klaasje wasn't lying when she said she made the call. This corroborates. |
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| 372 | None |
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| 373 | Drama | She iseth the fairest of them all. The ugliness of lies wouldst never escape her lips! |
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| 374 | Sylvie |
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| 375 | Sylvie | Variable["whirling.klaasje_drama_white_success_volition_activated"] |
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| 376 | Sylvie | (Variable["whirling.klaasje_drama_white_success_volition_activated"]) == false |
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| 377 | Volition | Are you *sure* lieutenant? For some reason, you have a little doubt about that... |
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| 378 | Sylvie |
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| 379 | Sylvie | Variable["XP.detect_compromized_skillset"] |
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| 380 | Sylvie | (Variable["XP.detect_compromized_skillset"]) == false |
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| 381 | Volition | I wouldn't be so sure, detective. |
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| 382 | None |
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| 383 | Inland Empire | Interesting... you still have to find a copy though. Before you can blast it. |
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| 384 | Sylvie |
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| 385 | Sylvie | Variable["TASK.find_your_paperwork_done"] |
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| 386 | Sylvie | (Variable["TASK.find_your_paperwork_done"]) == false |
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| 387 | You | "Ah yes, *that* paperwork. I found it." |
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| 388 | Sylvie | "Good. Then it's not lost." She seems a little relieved. "Just don't throw it in the toilet again. Toilets don't work like that." |
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| 389 | None |
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| 390 | Sylvie | "Especially when there's a hurricane loose. It's *your* fault for losing them -- not mine." |
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| 391 | Inland Empire | Something in you wants to immediately *forget* about this. As if there was a reason you threw them away. |
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| 392 | You | "Are you *sure* you don't remember where the paperwork I flushed is?" | Variable["plaza.kineema_sylvie_already_know_paperwork"] and Variable["TASK.find_your_paperwork"] and Variable["TASK.find_your_paperwork_done"] == false |
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| 393 | Sylvie | "Sorry about that." She doesn't sound like she's too sorry. "Anything else, detective?" |
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| 394 | Sylvie | "Yes, I'm sure. Every time we talk about it I'm going to be *more* sure I don't know." |
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| 395 | None |
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| 396 | Sylvie | "I, ugh... the ones I had to wrench out of your toilet?" |
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| 397 | You | "What happened to them?" |
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| 398 | Sylvie | "I... dammit, I don't remember what I did to your damn papers! I don't remember every little thing I do..." Resentment gives way to concern in her voice. |
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| 399 | Half Light | She's worried she might have accidentally done something bad. Then she remembers it's *you*. |
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| 400 | Sylvie | "Especially when there's a hurricane loose. It's your fault for losing them -- not mine." |
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| 401 | Inland Empire | Something in you wants to immediately *forget* about this. As if there was a reason you threw them away. |
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| 402 | You | "I put them in my toilet?" |
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| 403 | Sylvie | "Yes. You put *something* there. Causing bad water damage in the kitchen. I think it was that." |
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| 404 | Empathy | It's *on*. The Love Quest is on -- too late everyone! It's *on*. Take it to Garte now! |
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| 405 | Perception (Hearing) | "God, why can't you just mind your own business..." she mutters. |
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| 406 | None |
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| 407 | None |
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| 408 | Sylvie |
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| 409 | Sylvie | Variable["whirling.kim_badge_lie"] == true and IsKimHere() |
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| 410 | Sylvie | (Variable["whirling.kim_badge_lie"] == true and IsKimHere()) == false |
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| 411 | Kim Kitsuragi | The lieutenant goes pale. 'Missing badge?' he mouths to himself, silently. |
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| 412 | None |
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| 413 | Sylvie |
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| 414 | Sylvie | Variable["tc.rank_known"] |
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| 415 | Sylvie | (Variable["tc.rank_known"]) == false |
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| 416 | You | "Sorry. Sorry about the song." |
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| 417 | Sylvie | "To hell with that song..." |
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| 418 | You | "I'm sorry." |
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| 419 | Logic | Why not? |
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| 420 | Reaction Speed | If she used to work in the Whirling-in-Rags, then you must have met her. |
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| 421 | Sylvie |
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| 422 | Sylvie | Variable["XP.sylvie_named_song"] |
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| 423 | Sylvie | (Variable["XP.sylvie_named_song"]) == false |
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| 424 | Sylvie | "Oh, all sorts of things. Some disco, rock too. So much disco and rock..." |
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| 425 | Sylvie |
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| 426 | Sylvie | CheckItem("music_smallest_church_tape") |
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| 427 | Sylvie | (CheckItem("music_smallest_church_tape")) == false |
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| 428 | Sylvie |
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| 429 | Sylvie | CheckItem("music_smallest_church_tape") |
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| 430 | Sylvie | (CheckItem("music_smallest_church_tape")) == false |
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| 431 | You | "Okay. I don't know what to say." |
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| 432 | Sylvie | "Me neither." |
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| 433 | Rhetoric | Whatever this Empathy failure tells you -- *don't* take the quest. It's not wonderful, it's ugly. |
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| 434 | Sylvie |
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| 435 | Sylvie | IsTHCPresent("radical_feminist_agenda") |
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| 436 | Sylvie | (IsTHCPresent("radical_feminist_agenda")) == false |
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