A dialogue featuring you, Kim, Lilienne the Netpicker, about the sun (if it's rising, setting or high in the sky) -- what the sun is, what means. THE SETTING SUN
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0 | None |
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1 | None |
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2 | None |
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3 | None | IsMorning() |
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4 | None | (IsMorning()) == false |
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5 | None |
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6 | None | IsAfternoon() |
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7 | None | (IsAfternoon()) == false |
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8 | Lilienne, the Net Picker | "Aye, so here you are. It's late and it's raining. The water is..." She puts her hands out and lets the rain fall on her palms. "Cold. Ice cold." |
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9 | None |
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10 | None | IsHourBetween(19, 2) |
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11 | None | (IsHourBetween(19, 2)) == false |
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12 | Lilienne, the Net Picker | "Aye, so here you are. Mid-noon and the rain is..." She puts her hand in the rain, "...ice-cold as always. And it appears the drunks and teenagers haven't arrived yet." |
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13 | Lilienne, the Net Picker | "Aye, so here you are. The sun is up and the rain is..." she puts her hand in the rain, "...cold. Ice cold. I don't mind. At least it keeps the drunks and teenagers at bay." |
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14 | None |
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15 | None | Variable["auto.is_raining"] |
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16 | None | (Variable["auto.is_raining"]) == false |
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17 | None |
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18 | None | Variable["auto.is_snowing"] |
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19 | None | (Variable["auto.is_snowing"]) == false |
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20 | Lilienne, the Net Picker | "Aye, so here you are. It's late and it's snowing. The snow is..." She extends her hand and catches a snowflake in her palm. "...Well, it's not really snow, it's slush." |
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21 | Lilienne, the Net Picker | "Aye, so here you are. It's late and the sun is going down. It'll be dark soon. If we stay here long enough we will be joined by a cortège of drunks and teenagers." |
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22 | None |
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23 | None | Variable["auto.is_raining"] |
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24 | None | (Variable["auto.is_raining"]) == false |
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25 | None |
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26 | None | Variable["auto.is_snowing"] |
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27 | None | (Variable["auto.is_snowing"]) == false |
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28 | Lilienne, the Net Picker | "Aye, so here you are. Mid-noon and the snow is..." She catches a flake in her hand. "...well, it's not really snow, it's slush. At least the drunks and teenagers haven't joined us yet." |
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29 | Lilienne, the Net Picker | "Aye, so here you are." She looks around. "I'm a bit surprised we're alone. It's mid-noon and the sun is out. I expected more drunks and teenagers. And drunk teenagers." |
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30 | None |
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31 | None | Variable["auto.is_raining"] |
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32 | None | (Variable["auto.is_raining"]) == false |
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33 | None |
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34 | None | Variable["auto.is_snowing"] |
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35 | None | (Variable["auto.is_snowing"]) == false |
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36 | Lilienne, the Net Picker | "Aye, so here you are. The sun is up and there's a ton of snow coming down." She catches a flake. "Well, it's not really snow, it's slush. At least it keeps the drunks and teenagers at bay." |
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37 | Lilienne, the Net Picker | "Aye, so here you are. Early in the morning and the sun is up." She breathes in the fresh air. "And not a drunk or teenager in sight. I'm surprised." |
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38 | Lilienne, the Net Picker | "Know that you're not the first guy to bring a girl to Land's End. This is what locals call a *make-out spot*. That is not going to happen here today -- I just want to make that clear, dimples." She turns to face the sea once more. |
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39 | You | "Maybe this was a mistake. Everything feels uncomfortable. I should leave." [Leave.] |
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40 | You | "I'm sorry you had to wait." |
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41 | You | "I'm just trying to be a responsible grown-up." |
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42 | You | "Wouldn't miss it for the world." |
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43 | You | "I'm actually quite good at *scheduling*." |
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44 | Lilienne, the Net Picker | "Aye, so an officer should be. All that running around must need a lot of *structuring*..." She lets out a little laugh, as she turns to face the sun reflected in the waves. |
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45 | You | "If you'd rather I left..." |
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46 | Lilienne, the Net Picker | "The world?" She laughs. "Those big words men like to throw around as though they had weight." |
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47 | Lilienne, the Net Picker | "So this is what this is -- responsible?" She shrugs. "Well... maybe it is. Maybe you'll have a *revelation* and crack whatever you're on." |
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48 | Lilienne, the Net Picker | The woman gazes steadily at the waves. A sudden gust picks up her dark hair and lets it fall again, tussled, wild. She brushes a few stray locks from her eyes, and only then spots you approaching. |
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49 | Lilienne, the Net Picker | "It's no bother. Don't get many excuses to spend time alone, what with my trio of monsters..." |
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50 | None |
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51 | None | IsTHCCookingOrFixed("the_waste_land_of_reality") |
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52 | None | (IsTHCCookingOrFixed("the_waste_land_of_reality")) == false |
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53 | You | "Probably not but who cares. What's the next step?" |
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54 | Perception (Hearing) | Her laughter is throaty and warm. It rhymes with the waves and the cries of the gulls. |
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55 | Kim Kitsuragi | Keeping a tactful distance, the lieutenant takes out his notebook, demonstrating complete disinterest in your "date." |
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56 | Lilienne, the Net Picker | "Aye, you're the starriest of them all," she says with mock seriousness, then bursts out laughing as she turns to face the sun reflected in the waves. |
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57 | You | "I'm sorry I said I'm sorry..." |
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58 | Lilienne, the Net Picker | "Now you're just being another kind of fool." She laughs, a playful glint in her eyes. "You should know -- I don't spend time with people out of any sense of obligation." |
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59 | Lilienne, the Net Picker | She shakes her head, laughing. "You're just... what's the word -- *lamentable*, aren't you?" |
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60 | Perception (Hearing) | Her laughter is throaty and warm. It rhymes with the waves and the cries of the gulls. |
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61 | You | "Yeah. This is a good influence on me." |
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62 | Lilienne, the Net Picker | "Aye, by the looks of you, you do. Well, we're here now." She nods to you, a playful glint in her eyes. |
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63 | Perception (Hearing) | Her laughter is throaty and warm. It rhymes with the waves and the cries of the gulls. |
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64 | None |
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65 | You | "I think I spend too much time alone..." |
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66 | Lilienne, the Net Picker | She bursts out laughing. "Let's not get ahead of ourselves, now." |
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67 | Lilienne, the Net Picker | "Drying out? Becoming religious?" Her face is serious for a moment, but then she smiles warmly. "To hell with it. I'm not going to lecture you about your drinking, not here." |
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68 | You | "It's a rock star thing. Tardiness." |
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69 | None |
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70 | Empathy | Her thoughts are still elsewhere -- with distances across the water, and with the water itself. |
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71 | You | "I've been sober for more than an entire day now." |
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72 | You | Keep it to yourself. This is only the beginning. |
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73 | Lilienne, the Net Picker | She nods to you, a playful glint in her eyes. |
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74 | Lilienne, the Net Picker | "Let's just admire this piece of the world we happen to have in front of us, a?" She nods to you, a playful glint in her eyes. |
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75 | Perception (Hearing) | Her laughter is throaty and warm. It rhymes with the sunlit waves and the cries of the gulls. |
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76 | Lilienne, the Net Picker | "I've seen quite few of those first days, aye. Still, good for you..." She nods to you, a playful glint in her eyes. |
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77 | None |
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78 | Authority | Don't be fooled. He's watching you to make sure you don't act unprofessionally. |
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79 | You | (Look at her) "You seem surprised that I made it." |
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80 | Lilienne, the Net Picker | She chuckles. "Drinking men aren't known for keeping their appointments." |
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81 | Lilienne, the Net Picker | The wind ruffles her hair as she looks at the sunlit coast across the water. |
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82 | None |
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83 | None | Variable["auto.is_raining"] or Variable["auto.is_snowing"] |
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84 | None | (Variable["auto.is_raining"] or Variable["auto.is_snowing"]) == false |
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85 | Lilienne, the Net Picker | "Here it comes," she says. As she turns back to the sea, the weather begins to clear under her steady gaze. |
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86 | You | "That's the second time you've done that! Are you some kind of sea witch?" | Variable["village.netpicker_changed_weather"] |
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87 | You | "Wait... did *you* just do that?" |
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88 | You | "You know, I have special abilities too. Pa-ra-na-tu-ral abilities." | IsTHCPresent("remote_viewer") |
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89 | Lilienne, the Net Picker | As she turns to face the sun reflected in the waves and the skyscrapers rising across the bay, you cannot help following her steady gaze. |
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90 | Lilienne, the Net Picker | "Me? No, no, no." She laughs. "Just grew up on the sea. Know which way the wind's blowing and all." |
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91 | Lilienne, the Net Picker | "Knew the weather'd clear up once we got here -- otherwise it would've been a less pleasant stroll, nay?" |
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92 | Lilienne, the Net Picker | "Wait, do you think *I* did that? Nay, I just grew up on the sea, that's all. Know which way the wind is blowing." |
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93 | Lilienne, the Net Picker | "As for your 'paranatural abilities' -- I'd love to hear about them sometime, really, but can't we just enjoy the view for a moment?" |
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94 | The Sun | The sun reflected in the waves and the skyscrapers rising across the bay is mesmerizing. Your mind clears for a moment as your senses take it all in -- not just the glass skyscrapers, fragile-looking in the shimmering air, River Esperance flowing into the bay... |
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95 | Lilienne, the Net Picker | "Isn't it strange," she breaks the silence abruptly, "For this all-powerful thing, the sun... to be so generous towards us? You know, the best time to go out fishing is usually toward sunset, when the water is warmer..." |
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96 | The Sun | There's salt in the air and the cries of the gulls and the skuas; grit of the sand and the green glint of broken bottles. But still your gaze always returns to the dazzling streaks of light, wherever they may be reflected, their opulence... |
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97 | Encyclopedia | Across the rusty water -- that's La Delta, the financial district. In the mist-covered distance, towers rise as a rebuke to the poverty of this coast. |
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98 | The Sun | The sun also falls on the cape-side tenements and war-torn ruins. An old sea fortress juts out, seemingly impervious to the sheen cast over everything else, shaking you out of your reverie... |
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99 | Lilienne, the Net Picker | "It's bringing us spring, summer... It's entirely on our side, no matter what we do or who we are. For absolutely *no* reason. It's unlike no other powerful being -- certainly no powerful organisation, or government? How can that be?" |
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100 | You | "I'm not sure desert people are happy with too much sunlight." | Variable["coast.netpicker_sun_logic"] |
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101 | You | "Is that why you named your boat 'The Sun'?" | Variable["village.netpicker_skiff_asked"] |
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102 | You | Just enjoy the view. (Continue.) |
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103 | None |
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104 | Lilienne, the Net Picker | "Oh, that was a bit of pride, and a bit of superstition..." |
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105 | Inland Empire | The Sun does little for the dead, and those hopelessly lost in their own minds. |
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106 | Logic | Or people living in desert climates with sparse vegetation and little drinking water. |
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107 | None |
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108 | None | Variable["coast.netpicker_sun_inland"] |
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109 | None | (Variable["coast.netpicker_sun_inland"]) == false |
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110 | Logic | The sun isn't always that great. Think of people living in desert climates with sparse vegetation and little drinking water. |
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111 | Conceptualization | And a bit of conceptual unity too, it being yellow and all... |
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112 | Lilienne, the Net Picker | "Now you're just nitpicking." She smiles. "But aye, I concede -- maybe *desert people* sometimes disagree." |
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113 | You | "The sun isn't exactly an organisation." |
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114 | You | "Well, *something's* gotta be on our side." |
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115 | Lilienne, the Net Picker | "No." She smirks. "And it will outlive them all." |
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116 | Lilienne, the Net Picker | She nods. "I guess we wouldn't really *be* here if that thing wasn't on our team..." |
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117 | None |
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118 | You | "You have fish-hooks in your ears." |
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119 | You | "Do you wish you were out there fishing right now?" | Variable["village.netpicker_fisherwoman_first"] |
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120 | You | "This was nice. Thank you." (Conclude the date.) |
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121 | Lilienne, the Net Picker | "These?" she turns her head and they dangle. "These aren't real fish-hooks, silly. They're earrings shaped to look like fish-hooks. A drunk called Rosemary brought them to me. I kept them." |
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122 | Lilienne, the Net Picker | "Aye, always do... I like it. It's like being on another planet. A water planet. With water worries... and water joys." |
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123 | None |
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124 | None | Variable["coast.netpicker_small_talk_counter"] == 3 and IsKimHere() |
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125 | None | (Variable["coast.netpicker_small_talk_counter"] == 3 and IsKimHere()) == false |
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126 | You | "Don't you want to go visit La Delta?" | Variable["village.netpicker_fisherwoman_first"] == false |
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127 | Lilienne, the Net Picker | "Ha! It's enough that my fish goes there. Fifty reál a piece they ask for spring cod..." |
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128 | Kim Kitsuragi | The lieutenant makes a show of glancing at his watch and tapping his foot. |
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129 | Lilienne, the Net Picker | "It didn't suck," she smiles. "I'll let you get back to your business now. The twins probably found a land mine by now..." |
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130 | None |
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131 | None |
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132 | None | Variable["tc.tequila_sunset"] |
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133 | None | (Variable["tc.tequila_sunset"]) == false |
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134 | None |
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135 | You | No! Keep quiet about your sordid past. |
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136 | You | "You know, a past incarnation of myself called himself 'Tequila Sunset.' I wonder why that is." |
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137 | Lilienne, the Net Picker | "It's a common Revacholian expression." She narrows her eyes. "Means drinking yourself to death." |
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138 | Lilienne, the Net Picker | "And what about you? Keeping the name?" |
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139 | None |
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140 | None | Variable["TASK.find_working_class_husband_done"] |
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141 | None | (Variable["TASK.find_working_class_husband_done"]) == false |
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142 | You | "Found a corpse recently. He'd had a Tequila Sunset moment." |
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143 | Lilienne, the Net Picker | There's a little pause. "So are you going to keep the name?" |
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144 | None |
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145 | You | "Might as well. I don't really have any others." | Variable["tc.name_full_harrier"] == false and Variable["tc.harry"] == false and IsTHCPresent("detective_costeau") == false |
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146 | Lilienne, the Net Picker | "Well, then..." She shrugs and turns toward the sunlit sea. |
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147 | You | "Lately I've been going by Detective Costeau." | IsTHCPresent("detective_costeau") |
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148 | Lilienne, the Net Picker | "Well, then, detective Costeau." She chuckles and turns toward the sunlit sea. |
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149 | You | "Who am I kidding? I'm probably going to drink myself to death whatever name I choose..." |
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150 | You | "I think I'm good with Harrier Du Bois these days." | Variable["tc.name_full_harrier"] |
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151 | You | "Harry's my name. I don't need any others." | Variable["tc.harry"] |
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152 | You | "This is a new model of me. It will need a new name." |
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153 | Lilienne, the Net Picker | "Well then, Officer Du Bois..." She nods to you, then turns toward the sunlit sea. |
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154 | Lilienne, the Net Picker | "Well then, Harry..." She smiles and turns toward the sunlit sea. |
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155 | Lilienne, the Net Picker | "Can't wait to hear it." She smirks and turns toward the sunlit sea. |
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156 | None |
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157 | You | "I prefer just going by my initials. It's more conspiratorial that way. Call me H.D.B.!" | Variable["tc.initials"] |
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158 | Lilienne, the Net Picker | "Well then, H.D.B...." She smiles and turns toward the sunlit sea. |
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159 | You | "Hell yeah! Tequila Sunset all the way!" |
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160 | Shivers | Out on the terrace of Les Fruits de Fond, a hip business lunch spot in downtown La Delta, glasses clink over a spread of oysters. Someone can't decide what to eat. Someone recommends the ceviche. Someone shields her eyes, trying to see across the bay... |
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161 | Lilienne, the Net Picker | "Aye." She nods. "I better head home to the kids." |
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162 | None |
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163 | You | "Kim, we ready to do this?" | IsKimHere() |
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164 | None |
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165 | None | IsEvening() |
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166 | None | (IsEvening()) == false |
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167 | None |
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168 | None | IsMorning() |
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169 | None | (IsMorning()) == false |
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170 | None |
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171 | None | IsAfternoon() |
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172 | None | (IsAfternoon()) == false |
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173 | Rhetoric | She means her kids. |
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174 | You | "For the case I need to get *in tune* with the coast." | Variable["TASK.ask_about_the_curse_subtask_done"] and Variable["TASK.locate_ruby_on_the_coast_done"] == false |
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175 | Lilienne, the Net Picker | "And its people?" She bursts out laughing. "Glad to be of assistance then." |
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176 | Inland Empire | So fast as to make it seem like the weather turns at her command. |
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177 | You | Say nothing. It's stupid. A stupid idea. | Variable["village.netpicker_changed_weather"] == false |
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178 | Lilienne, the Net Picker | Say nothing? Well, now there's silence. She's looking at the sea. You hear yourself breathing. |
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179 | Rhetoric | You should say something. Anything. Maybe the Tequila Sunset thing? |
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180 | You | "Oh." |
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181 | Lilienne, the Net Picker | "Oh indeed." |
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182 | None |
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183 | None | IsKimHere() |
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184 | None | (IsKimHere()) == false |
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185 | Kim Kitsuragi | Uncomfortable shuffle of nylon. |
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186 | You | Too morbid. Why am I not getting good ideas? |
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187 | Lilienne, the Net Picker | "So now that you know -- you keeping the name?" |
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188 | Suggestion | Not terribly impressed, not surprised either. |
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189 | You | "Because it's not human. Humans betray you." |
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190 | You | "There's an explanation to this. And it's political. You see..." (Begin a long, impassioned political tirade.) |
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191 | Lilienne, the Net Picker | "Do they? Some of them do but..." She shrugs. "Sounds to me like you should choose your allies better, that's all." |
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192 | Lilienne, the Net Picker | "Aye, aye -- it's political." She stops you. "No need to step on a soapbox about it. What if we *disagree*?" |
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193 | Rhetoric | See? She doesn't *want* to disagree. Good sign. Keep it at that. |
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194 | Perception (Sight) | She's right. They're made mostly of plastic. A cheap novelty gift you can buy from a flower shop or a kiosk. |
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195 | You | "So... who do you think killed the hanged man?" |
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196 | Lilienne, the Net Picker | "Good one. I'm gonna go with *the rope*." |
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197 | Logic | She thinks it was a riddle. She must not even know of that business. Better that way. |
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198 | None |
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199 | None |
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200 | None | Variable["TASK.ask_about_ruby_in_village"] and Variable["TASK.locate_ruby_on_the_coast_done"] == false |
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201 | None | (Variable["TASK.ask_about_ruby_in_village"] and Variable["TASK.locate_ruby_on_the_coast_done"] == false) == false |
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202 | Shivers | As she walks off the wind picks up, and the light from the sun seems to fade -- the crumbling silhouette of Feld Electrical R&D towers in the distance, beckoning. |
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203 | You | Say something about the sun. |
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204 | None |
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205 | None | Variable["coast.netpicker_red_check"] |
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206 | None | (Variable["coast.netpicker_red_check"]) == false |
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207 | Conceptualization | Here we go. Two different approaches to cap this off with style. |
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208 | None |
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209 | You | "The only fault with the sun is -- it shines on us as well as our *enemies*." |
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210 | You | (Stare into the sun.) "Yeah, a massive thermonuclear reaction, five billion years old -- the sun is a god." |
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211 | Lilienne, the Net Picker | "Aye," she nods. "And a benevolent one. When did you last have one of those on your side?" |
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212 | Lilienne, the Net Picker | "That it does. But then... we are also enemies to our enemies, eh? And so she shines on us. The cops and the commies, the killers and the saints. You know..." |
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213 | None |
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214 | You | "In my early twenties, maybe?" |
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215 | You | "When I had my love with me." |
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216 | You | "Never." |
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217 | You | "I still do. I'm righteous." |
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218 | Lilienne, the Net Picker | "Well -- now you have that giant thing to watch over you. So... to hell with youth." She smiles. "You know..." |
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219 | Lilienne, the Net Picker | "The wind's gonna pick up soon and I have to go, but..." She takes her sword out of the scabbard. The blade reflects the sunlight, a dark orange. |
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220 | Lilienne, the Net Picker | "Well -- now you have that giant thing to watch over you. So... to hell with love." She smiles. "You know..." |
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221 | Lilienne, the Net Picker | "Well -- now you have that giant thing to watch over you. So... to hell with cruel gods." She smiles. "You know..." |
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222 | Lilienne, the Net Picker | "Well -- maybe it's that god that makes all those atoms burn up there in that big thing..." She smiles. "You know..." |
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223 | Lilienne, the Net Picker | "Have this. The sun's good but it doesn't *stick* things -- I've no use for it anymore." |
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224 | None |
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225 | Conceptualization | Say what? Something *interesting*? IMPOSSIBLE. |
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226 | You | "Thank you for coming on this walk with me." (Conclude.) |
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227 | You | "Think we can do this again sometime?" |
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228 | Lilienne, the Net Picker | "Farewell." She nods to you and turns to go. |
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229 | Lilienne, the Net Picker | "Doubt it." She smiles sadly. "But thank you for the company." |
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230 | You | "That sun thing was very pretty, I'm sorry I don't have anything to add..." |
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231 | You | Please, this is important! |
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232 | You | "Sometimes I feel like I don't have a good brain." |
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233 | Conceptualization | She turns her head and the plastic fish-hooks rattle in her ears. Nothing share-worthy takes place in your head. |
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234 | Volition | Relax. This was still good. |
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235 | Lilienne, the Net Picker | "Aye. Brains, generally, aren't very good, are they? I prefer backs, arms, shoulders -- lungs, too." She smiles. "You know..." |
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236 | Lilienne, the Net Picker | "Thank you. Out there on the other planet -- the sea -- you start seeing things in a strange light. I'm glad I got to share it." She smiles. "You know..." |
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237 | None |
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238 | None | IsKimHere() |
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239 | None | (IsKimHere()) == false |
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240 | Kim Kitsuragi | The lieutenant looks at the sword with distrust in his eyes. |
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241 | You | "Are you sure you don't need the sword?" (Look at it.) |
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242 | Lilienne, the Net Picker | "No. Men around here are too drunk to pose a threat to me." |
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243 | Esprit de Corps | Do not bring it into a gun fight, he thinks. Please understand it's merely ceremonial. |
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244 | None |
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245 | Suggestion | This is as far as it goes with her. You'd need to put a year between you and your last drink for anything more. |
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246 | Shivers | As she walks off the wind picks up, and the light from the sun seems to fade -- the crumbling silhouette of Feld Electrical R&D towers in the distance, beckoning. |
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247 | None |
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248 | None | Variable["TASK.ask_about_ruby_in_village"] and Variable["TASK.locate_ruby_on_the_coast_done"] == false |
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249 | None | (Variable["TASK.ask_about_ruby_in_village"] and Variable["TASK.locate_ruby_on_the_coast_done"] == false) == false |
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250 | None |
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251 | None | IsKimHere() |
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252 | None | (IsKimHere()) == false |
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253 | Kim Kitsuragi | "I hope this has been refreshing for you, detective," the lieutenant says, watching her leave. "Let's return to our search with a fresh pair of eyes." |
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254 | Volition | True, you ought not love ruins and hell -- and the fading scent of apricots. |
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255 | Pain Threshold | You would be incinerated. Or worse. |
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256 | Suggestion | Maybe some general remarks before you say something big? Work your way up to the *cool*. |
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257 | You | "There's an interesting lilt in your voice." |
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258 | Lilienne, the Net Picker | "Thank you. I'm half Ubi. My mother was from Ubi Sunt?. Not a lot of sun there, I hear, though I've never been..." |
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