KINEEMA ORB halogen watermarks - 1234
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Variable["tc.map_of_revachol"]
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Rhetoric: *Alpha male officers who are proud of their numbers* often do -- it's meant.
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Physical Instrument: Son, here is where we score your life performance. You better hope it's good.
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Damaged Ledger: The next is the longest. It runs all the way around the border and then some.
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You: Count them individually.
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You: "Do you really think I have any idea?"
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Kim Kitsuragi: "Fair point... Let's move on, shall we?"
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You: "Two-hundred sixteen, to be exact."
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Kim Kitsuragi: The lieutenant nods with evident respect. "It's quite a lot, even for someone who's been on the force for nearly two decades. Usually clearing more than 10 cases a year puts you in the 90th percentile of *all* RCM officers..."
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You: "So I'm a killer..."
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Half Light: That's right. A killer of humans.
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Jump to: [watermarkhub]
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watermarkhub
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Jump to: [watermarkhub]
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You: "Those are my confirmed kills. Three of them."
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Kim Kitsuragi: "That's right," the lieutenant says, gauging your reaction. "How did you know?"
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Damaged Ledger: The rectangular watermark is overlaid with the logo of the RCM, and yet the major arteries of Revachol are all recognizable. They shimmer in the Kineema's headlights.
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You: Wait... look around you.
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You: "Where are we on this?" (Point to the halogen map.)
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Jump to: [watermarkhub]
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You: "I will make it okay with the power of rock and roll."
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Kim Kitsuragi: "Very noble of you. Are we done here?"
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Kim Kitsuragi: "Personally, I find it helps to keep up a few hobbies."
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You: "Maybe I should find a hobby?"
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You: "Like what?"
"Like TipTop racing?"
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You: "Hobbies are lame."
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Jump to: [lastcophub]
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lastcophub
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Damaged Ledger: It seems as though you don't have anything to pour out. Too bad for the boys.
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Esprit de Corps: It's meant in earnest. Please don't mistake it for a jab.
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Jump to: [lastcophub]
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You: Tally up the different rows.
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Damaged Ledger: The first row has 18 dots.
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Tutorial Agent: You can now see your statistics on your JOURNAL page -- to the right of the task description.
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Kim Kitsuragi: "For an RCM officer -- especially Precinct 41, which is in the Jamrock Quarter -- it's rather... tame. I mean that in a good way."
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Half Light: He's sincerely glad you're not a scary predator. Not to say relieved you're competent.
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You: Look at the shimmering street grid.
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You: What about the last row?
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Damaged Ledger: The last row has three perforations.
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Kim Kitsuragi: "The first row represents your years of service. *Eighteen* years? Okay -- not bad at all. What did you do before you volunteered?"
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You: "Wait, *eighteen years* I've done this?"
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You: "Got drunk like a megastar?"
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You: "I walked the land telling whores and liars of the End to come. There are 9,855 days remaining."
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You: "I was a hobo and I lived under a boat."
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You: "Probably a some boring office job. Same as everyone else."
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You: "I feel like I just went around apologizing all the time."
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Kim Kitsuragi: "Cool. I'm glad you joined us. Not a lot of money in doomcrying... Let's move on, shall we?"
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Kim Kitsuragi: "This next row -- the one that wraps all the way around -- is your number of closed cases. *Closed* is good. It means finished. You've got, let's see..."
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Hand/Eye Coordination: Doesn't that tingle in your index finger give it away?
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Kim Kitsuragi: "Right. Those are your confirmed kills. You've got precisely *three* perforations there."
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You: Must be a muscle spasm.
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Hand/Eye Coordination: A memory, an echo in the recesses of your amygdala.
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Kim Kitsuragi: "Ah, Martinaise at night," he smells the air and says.
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Jump to: [lastcophub]
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Jump to: [Kim Kitsuragi: ""Very noble of you. Are we done her..."]
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CheckItem("drug_alcohol_goracy_brew")
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CheckItem("drug_alcohol_goracy_brew")
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!(CheckItem("drug_alcohol_goracy_brew"))
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Damaged Ledger: A dark pool of moonshine-spiked borscht appears at your feet. The chunks of beet shimmer in the lights of the Kineema.
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CheckItem("drug_alcohol_pale_aged_vodka")
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Kim Kitsuragi: "Oh yes. Coal City, Le Royaume, the Burnt Out Quarter..."
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Shivers: All of them worse than here.
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Damaged Ledger: Not bad for what? You don't even know what it means yet.
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You: What about the next one?
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Variable["tc.turn_off_tutorial_node"]
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Variable["tc.turn_off_tutorial_node"]
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!(Variable["tc.turn_off_tutorial_node"])
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Damaged Ledger: That's it.
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You: "I would have thought there'd be more."
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Kim Kitsuragi: "It's *quite* a lot, even for someone who's been on the force for nearly two decades. Usually clearing more than 10 cases a year puts you in the 90th percentile of *all* RCM officers..."
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Damaged Ledger: Right. The meaning of the perforations remains opaque to you.
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Damaged Ledger: You catch a faint glimmer from a broken beer bottle. In the distance -- sounds. Two men engaged in a drunken argument, followed by the closing of some distant window.
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Shivers: In the middle of a broken plaza, illuminated in a cone of light, two men, one slim, the other sturdy. They are on the city stage, but only one of them knows his lines...
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Kim Kitsuragi: "But it seems as though you are, or at least *were*, one of the good ones. So we have that to be thankful for."
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Jump to: [Kim Kitsuragi: ""Very noble of you. Are we done her..."]
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Damaged Ledger: A dark pool of cheap pilsner appears at your feet. It shimmers in the lights of the Kineema.
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Electrochemistry: Honourably done. You have given up some of your own blood -- for theirs.
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IsNighttime()
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IsNighttime()
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!(IsNighttime())
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Damaged Ledger: A rat brazenly darts past you and disappears amongst the stopped lorries. In the distance -- a child somewhere shrieks, a woman reprimands her in a voice no quieter than the child's cry...
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Damaged Ledger: There are so many it's hard to count. More than 150, at least. Maybe even 200.
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Kim Kitsuragi: "Wow, more than 200!"
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Electrochemistry: *Confirmed kills*? That sounds pretty evil. A *drink* would soften that feeling.
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You: "Thanks for this." (Conclude.)
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Kim Kitsuragi: The lieutenant nods.
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You: Seems like something I've done before.
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Hand/Eye Coordination: And something you'll do again, before this is all over.
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Hand/Eye Coordination: You know the answer already. The tingle in your index finger gave it away.
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Kim Kitsuragi: "Right here," he says, his finger near the top of the map, on a segment of coast jutting out into the great ocean.
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You: "I'm sure I've seen worse."
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You: "Seems nice."
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You: "Seems like a shithole."
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CheckItem("hat_revolutionary")
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CheckItem("jacket_carabineer") or CheckItem("pants_carabineer")
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CheckItem("jacket_carabineer") or CheckItem("pants_carabineer")
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!(CheckItem("jacket_carabineer") or CheckItem("pants_carabineer"))
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Kim Kitsuragi: "Why not historical reenactment? You've already got that antique carabineer gear..."
"Why not historical reenactment? You've already got that antique carabineer gear..." He points to your carabineer swag.
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CheckItem("jacket_faln") or CheckItem("pants_faln") or CheckItem("shoes_faln") or CheckItem("shirt_faln")
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CheckItem("drug_alcohol_potent_pilsner")
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CheckItem("drug_alcohol_potent_pilsner")
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!(CheckItem("drug_alcohol_potent_pilsner"))
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Jump to: [watermarkhub]
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Kim Kitsuragi: "That's what it says. I might've guessed even longer based on your age... what did you do all those blissful years of your youth?"
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Kim Kitsuragi: "Ah, Martinaise," he smells the air and says.
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Kim Kitsuragi: "Maybe you were a diplomat? Or in PR? Doesn't matter, I suppose... Let's move on, shall we?"
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Damaged Ledger: A dark pool of cheap wine appears at your feet. It shimmers in the lights of the Kineema.
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Kim Kitsuragi: "Why not gardening? You've already got the yellow gloves..."
"Why not gardening? You've already got the gloves..." He points to your yellow gardening gloves.
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Damaged Ledger: A dark pool of pale-aged vodka appears at your feet. It shimmers in the lights of the Kineema.
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Damaged Ledger: Around the borders of the watermark are dozens, no, *hundreds* of micro-perforations.
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Kim Kitsuragi: "Yes, that *does* seem quite likely. Your youth coincided with some heady days for Revachol. But let's move on, shall we?"
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Kim Kitsuragi: "Ah, right. Sometimes the brain's able to preserve certain responses even when conscious memory has been... let's say... *misplaced*..."
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Esprit de Corps: "What's it feel like to kill a man, Mr. McCoy?" a young woman asks the man across the desk from her...
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Kim Kitsuragi: "There are certain officers who treat their kills like some kind of ghoulish game. If they do happen to *solve* a case it's usually by accident." It's obvious the lieutenant doesn't think very highly of these officers...
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Kim Kitsuragi: "If you want to pour out the booze you've been carrying around *on duty*, I'm certainly not going to stop you..."
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You: "Actually, I'm just gonna hold onto this."
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You: (Pour one out on the ground -- ceremonially.)
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You: "I'm sorry for killing you."
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You: "I'm not really sure what you're supposed to say at these things."
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You: "Here's to you, honoured dead."
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You: "The Gloaming comes for all, but it came first for you."
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You: "I don't think I can ever *re-become* this person... What's the last number?"
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You: "So you're saying I used to be a *supercop*?"
"See, Kim? I *told* you I was a superstar cop!"
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You: "I used to be good. That's some solace I guess. What's the last number?"
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Kim Kitsuragi: "Neither am I. Are we done here?"
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Kim Kitsuragi: "Oh, this and that. Let's not get into it now."
"*Par exemple*." The lieutenant nods.
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Kim Kitsuragi: "Right. I'll go turn off the lights..." He presses a remote control on the key.
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Shivers: In the middle of a broken plaza, in a cone of light barely visible in the daytime, two men, one slim, the other sturdy. They are on the city stage, but only one of them knows his lines...
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Interfacing: As you hold your ledger's clip under the headlamp, a shimmering iridescent pattern appears. One you've definitely seen before...
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Variable["jam.racist_boots_pattern"] and Variable["doomed.mapwall_main_hub_reached"] == false
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You: Look at the perforations.
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Damaged Ledger: There are many of them. And they are divided into three separate rows.
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CheckItem("hat_revolutionary")
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!(CheckItem("hat_revolutionary"))
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Kim Kitsuragi: "Why not historical reenactment? You've already got that turn of the century revolutionary hat..."
"Why not historical reenactment? You've already got that turn of the century revolutionary hat..." He points to your hat.
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Interfacing: As you hold your ledger's clip under the headlamp, an iridescent hologram appears: a street grid and the veins of a great river. A familiar sensation washes over you...
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Kim Kitsuragi: "There she is: Revachol West." There's a note of pride in the lieutenant's voice.
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You: "I was expecting a higher number, honestly."
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Kim Kitsuragi: "As you will..."
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Kim Kitsuragi: "Anything's better than annihilating yourself with drugs and alcohol..."
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You: "Hey, Kim, what do all these holes mean?" (Point to the dots on the watermark.)
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You: "Okay, let's go." [Put the ledger away.]
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Kim Kitsuragi: "You know, the RCM is a volunteer's organization. We would have no qualms with vagrants joining our ranks were they qualified... but let's move on, shall we?"
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Variable["inventory.ledger_handeye_reflex"]
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You: "Is now a good time to pour one out for the fallen?"
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Kim Kitsuragi: "Definitely not."
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Visual Calculus: You count 216 perforations. Considering that nice, large number, a wave of pride washes over you, though you can't say why, precisely.
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Variable["inventory.ledger_perception_perforation_count"]
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You: "I know you've killed some people in the line of duty..."
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Kim Kitsuragi: "Yes," he says, declining to elaborate.
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Kim Kitsuragi: "Those are *perforations*. They represent your record as an officer of the RCM. They're your statistics, as it were. I should have guessed you'd keep a record, officers often do. Let's take a look..."
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Kim Kitsuragi: "Call it what you want. You were a valuable member of your precinct. Now, let's look at the last row..."
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You: "Because I felt a twitch in my index finger."
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You: "Because I feel like a killer."
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You: "Just a lucky guess."
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Variable["inventory.ledger_esprit_kill_a_man"]
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You: "Have you ever killed anyone, Kim?"
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You: "How do you handle the strain?"
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You: "Maybe I should pour one out for the boys? The fallen?"
"Are you *sure* I shouldn't pour one out for those fallen boys?"
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You: "That's not... too many."
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You: Not bad.
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Hand/Eye Coordination: As you look at them you feel your index finger reflexively contract three times.
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Variable["inventory.ledger_handeye_reflex"]
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Logic: It's not unlike the pattern from the racist lorryman's boots. A stylized map of Revachol.
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You: "Is that a lot?"
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You: (Let's look at something else.)
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Kim Kitsuragi: "Why not take up a sport? You've already got that FALN gear..."
"Why not take up a sport? You've already got that FALN gear..." He gestures toward your performance gear.
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CheckItem("gloves_garden")
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CheckItem("gloves_garden")
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!(CheckItem("gloves_garden"))
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Kim Kitsuragi: "No -- it does *not*," the lieutenant says without optimism.
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CheckItem("jacket_faln") or CheckItem("pants_faln") or CheckItem("shoes_faln") or CheckItem("shirt_faln")
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!(CheckItem("jacket_faln") or CheckItem("pants_faln") or CheckItem("shoes_faln") or CheckItem("shirt_faln"))
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CheckItem("drug_alcohol_commodore_red")
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CheckItem("drug_alcohol_commodore_red")
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!(CheckItem("drug_alcohol_commodore_red"))
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CheckItem("drug_alcohol_pale_aged_vodka")
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!(CheckItem("drug_alcohol_pale_aged_vodka"))
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Empathy: It's not a problem for him to state it, however.
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Kim Kitsuragi: "Everyone has their own method of coping, some more effective, or self-destructive, than others..." He gives you a meaningful look.
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Kim Kitsuragi: "Suit yourself..."
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You: Three, that's it?
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Variable["inventory.ledger_handeye_reflex"]
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!(Variable["inventory.ledger_handeye_reflex"])
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Kim Kitsuragi: "Let me see." He takes the ledger for a moment and inspects it.
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Variable["inventory.ledger_esprit_kill_a_man"]
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!(Variable["inventory.ledger_esprit_kill_a_man"])
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Esprit de Corps: "Honestly, babe," says John McCoy, crossing his ankles over said desk, "I don't feel anything anymore. It's just like brushing my teeth -- I do it once or twice a week and don't really think about it." There's no trace of guilt in his voice.
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Kim Kitsuragi: "It has its problems..."
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Kim Kitsuragi: "No shame in working a regular job, detective. Sometimes after a long day of doing *this*, I even envy it... Let's move on, shall we?"
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Variable["inventory.ledger_handeye_reflex"]
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!(Variable["inventory.ledger_handeye_reflex"])
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Kim Kitsuragi: The lieutenant sighs.
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Variable["jam.racist_boots_pattern"] and Variable["doomed.mapwall_main_hub_reached"] == false
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!(Variable["jam.racist_boots_pattern"] and Variable["doomed.mapwall_main_hub_reached"] == false)
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Variable["tc.map_of_revachol"]
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!(Variable["tc.map_of_revachol"])
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Variable["inventory.ledger_perception_perforation_count"]
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!(Variable["inventory.ledger_perception_perforation_count"])
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