SEAFORT DESERTER MURDER - 1167
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The Deserter: "What have I used it for..." He looks you dead in the eye: "I've used it for *killing people*."
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The Deserter: "Petty-bourgeois law..." He snorts and spits. "This is all you care about, right? The only thing in the world for you types..."
"Petty-bourgeois law..." He snorts and spits. "This is all you care about, comrade? The only thing in the world for you types..."
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Variable["seafort.deserter_who_are_you_hub_got"]
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2
Pain Threshold: I'm sorry this didn't do anything... usually hurting yourself does.
104
Cuno: "Yo, a word..." He gestures to talk to you on the side.
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Cuno: "No, c'mon." He's half whispering. "A *word*, let's go."
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CheckItem("deserter_gun")
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CheckItem("deserter_gun")
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!(CheckItem("deserter_gun"))
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Hand/Eye Coordination: The gun. The murder weapon is the perfect opener.
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224
(CheckItem("dried_may_bells") and Variable["inventory.wildflower_hub_reached_with_kim"]) or (Variable["whirling.sense_may_bells_clicked"] and Variable["seafort.sense_may_bells_clicked"])
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The Deserter: "You're with the enemy, kid." His voice screeches. "A fucking halberdier of the market-liberal regime."
716
Suggestion: He would really, *really* get riled up if you said:
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You: Hold your breath.
478
The Deserter: "I *had* them in my sights, both of them -- him and the whore. I was breathing with them, in phase, and I pulled the trigger and flew on the air until I landed in his mouth..." He begins to smile.
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9
Composure: ...while the lieutenant listens, holding his breath.
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110
You: "How did you..."
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524
You: Just nod.
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Kim Kitsuragi: "Watch your mouth, Mr. Dros." The lieutenant squeezes the handle of his pistol.
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shooty_shoot
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Hand/Eye Coordination: Be careful now, slow and steady does it. Make him repeat it first.
614
Suggestion: Don't mess this up, remember -- he *wants* to tell you. Get personal.
11->614
12
Jump to: [get_to_it]
112
get_to_it
12->112
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Kim Kitsuragi: "Detective?" The lieutenant turns to you, with well disguised impatience.
648
Esprit de Corps: Dammit, ask it already! -- he wants to say.
13->648
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You: "It's the best uninterrupted line of sight into that window in all of Martinaise."
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The Deserter: "Because it's a *sniper's nest*, you stupid fuck. Radio Gauche is right, you have worms in your brain..." Another sudden twitch, then one more one in his right eye...
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Variable["seafort.deserter_hl_tear_pile_on"]
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Variable["seafort.deserter_hl_tear_pile_on"]
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!(Variable["seafort.deserter_hl_tear_pile_on"])
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577
Drama: Lie! You have a witness.
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369
Logic: That's right. Pile it all on him now. Three should do it, maybe four...
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Jump to: [TIME_TO_CONFESS]
149
TIME_TO_CONFESS
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IsKimHere()
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IsKimHere()
19->20
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!(IsKimHere())
19->21
720
Variable["auto.visited_pinball_workshop"]
20->720
515
IsCunoInParty()
21->515
22
You: "I'm ten times more radical than you. I'm a radical centrist. I keep this place *sane*."
"We're ten times more radical than you. We're radical centrist. We keep this place *sane*."
717
The Deserter: "You call this *sane*? Every twenty seconds there's a gun shot. Kids shooting shit, while they come and pick them... fucking child molesters..." he almost chokes from his own voice.
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The Deserter: "Safe? You call this safe? This is *defeat*! Every twenty seconds there's a gun shot. The war never ended, we're just *losing* it..." he almost chokes from his own voice.
625
Half Light: You *see* the killer in him. Coughing from the thin intensity of his own voice. The words have run out, his eyes budge from their sockets.
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24
Drama: Simpler? No. This is another loose thread you will *never* connect!
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You: "God damn footprints, everywhere... I hate them..."
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IsKimHere()
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You: Yes, I see. It's intuitive. (Nod.) Like fascism.
318
Inland Empire: Yes. You have a vast royalist soul and it's reaching out for something -- in the future.
26->318
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Variable["village.deserter_sees_shit"]
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Variable["village.deserter_sees_shit"]
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!(Variable["village.deserter_sees_shit"])
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212
Half Light: Helps him see all the *shit*...
28->212
65
Kim Kitsuragi: "And if you don't like it..."
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30
The Deserter: "No. A rifle's scope has better magnification."
347
Variable["village.deserter_sees_shit"]
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31
Kim Kitsuragi: "Mr. Dros -- are you aware you're confessing to murder?" the lieutenant asks after a second of silence.
68
The Deserter: "Yes." A single word is all he gives.
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You: "Boom! I got you!"
814
The Deserter: "Moronic, gloating psychopath." He squints.
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Authority: A motive. A *real* cop gets a motive now.
34
Variable["seafort.deserter_auth_real_cop_motive"]
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Variable["seafort.deserter_auth_real_cop_motive"]
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!(Variable["seafort.deserter_auth_real_cop_motive"])
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You: Yeah, yeah, shush!
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You: Wait, motive, why?
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815
Electrochemistry: A motive. There's some *seedy* motive here, don't you feel it? Get the motive.
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Kim Kitsuragi: "Officer, a word..." He gestures to talk to you on the side.
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Jump to: [GO_TO_SIDE_2]
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You: "And this has been during, or *after* the War?"
752
The Deserter: "There is no *after* the war." He shakes his head and smiles, his teeth rotten black: "Class war is never over."
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Reaction Speed: This is it. You can feel it, like battery acid on the tip of your tongue -- something you haven't felt in a while, but...
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Variable["seafort.deserter_reaction_you_can_feel_it"]
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Half Light: ... for the kill.
240
Rhetoric: Go in straight, no euphemisms, he doesn't like those...
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Half Light: Here we go! A trail of blood, the lieutenant smells it too...
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Kim Kitsuragi: "Killing people?"
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Rhetoric: He sounds like he hasn't gotten to speak to another human being in a long time. Especially about politics. That's what you should do first.
72
Jump to: [themainhub]
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You: C'mon, what am I forgetting? (Hit yourself on the side of your head.)
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CheckItem("dried_may_bells")
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The Deserter: "I saw you poking around there, looking for evidence. You're damn diligent when it comes to dead *fasces*." A jitter passes him: "Did you like the view?"
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IsKimHere()
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The Deserter: "I'm ready to die," the man interrupts him, then coughs: "I've done my part."
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Rhetoric: He's practically admitting to it: dead *fasces* -- for *fascist* -- done his *part*.
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The Deserter: "*Intuition* is an aberrant psychologism." He chortles. "It reeks of cryptofascism. The parasite class use intuition to justify their rank in life. It's all just palmistry and magic *erl-creatures*."
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IsKimHere()
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The Deserter: "Your brain is rotting from radio waves..." He looks at the air, then squints with suspicion.
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Suggestion: Yeah... this just did nothing.
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IsKimHere()
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IsKimHere()
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!(IsKimHere())
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Kim Kitsuragi: Nothing comes up. You see the lieutenant watch you try to stimulate thought processes by hitting yourself.
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IsCunoInParty()
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The Deserter: "Damn May bells..." He looks at the blossoming field: "The whole island is turning white with them..."
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Empathy: He seems tender suddenly, nostalgic even. A strange mood swing.
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The Deserter: "So many this year too. The spring is coming, no... it's already here. Wash the filth away..."
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Variable["seafort.deserter_charge_counter"] >= 3
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Variable["seafort.deserter_charge_counter"] >= 3
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!(Variable["seafort.deserter_charge_counter"] >= 3)
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Variable["seafort.deserter_logic_maybells_not_asked"] == false and Variable["seafort.deserter_logic_footprints_not_asked"] == false and Variable["seafort.deserter_logic_gun_not_asked"] == false
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Suggestion: More. He's gonna crack, but you need a little more.
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IsKimHere()
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IsKimHere()
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!(IsKimHere())
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Variable["seafort.deserter_viscal_shoes"]
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shoes_shoez_shusz
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You: "You've been in Martinaise your whole life -- know any... secret paths?"
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The Deserter: "I may..." A strange tremor passes his face.
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The Deserter: "Racking those brains, are you?" He squints at you, black pearls gleaming with hatred. "Desperate to report something back to your masters. They must have really loved that dead fuck..."
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IsKimHere()
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You: "Khm." (Cough.)
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Kim Kitsuragi: "People *change* shoes, detective..." He turns to the old man. "It was you. You were there, weren't you, crawling in the Whirling-in-Rags..."
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The Deserter: "Standing there, slack-jawed," the old man shakes his head. "Brain *festering*..."
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Jump to: [TIME_TO_CONFESS]
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You: I will look deeper then.
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Inland Empire: The inland sea is dark, vast, and on the surface meaningless...
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You: "...you pull the trigger?"
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The Deserter: "Yes." He looks you in the eye. "Think of it as a form of critique."
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Hand/Eye Coordination: Click.
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The Deserter: "I didn't think I had a shot like that in me anymore. I did. I saw him kneel there with his mouth full of death and that stupid look on his face." The smile quivers. "And his dick still in her..."
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Electrochemistry: There. A hot flash of rage almost carries the smile away. Some dark piece...
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The Deserter: "Nothing. I went to sleep. Next morning there were May bells everywhere. The world was white -- or what's left of it anyway. My last spring here... I knew the fascists would come to avenge their own..."
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IsKimHere()
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Kim Kitsuragi: "And you were looking at them -- the victim and a young woman -- having sex? Through the scope of your rifle that night? Before you shot him?" The lieutenant takes out his notebook slowly, very slowly.
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The Deserter: "Adolescent imbecile." He squints.
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Logic: Now, a motive! You still need a motive, the confession alone isn't enough...
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You: Yeah, yeah, shush!
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Electrochemistry: Of course this is only your mesolimbic reward pathway -- what does it know about police matters? Maybe you should just get high instead? This is such an unimportant moment.
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You: Wait, no, motive. Yes. Seems important.
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You: High yes. Let's get high!
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JUMP OUT to SEAFORT / THE DESERTER
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Jump to: [You: ""One more thing -- *why* were you l..."]
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You: "One more thing -- *why* were you looking at them that night?"
"Why *were* you looking at them that night?"
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Kim Kitsuragi: Nothing else comes up. You see the lieutenant watch you try to stimulate thought processes by hitting yourself.
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Pain Threshold: I'm sorry this didn't do anything... usually hurting yourself does.
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You: "I've said enough. Did you kill him?"
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The Deserter: "Oh yes... that one," he looks up at the sky and clacks his tongue: "Ugly piece of work, that boy..."
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You: "His name was Ellis Kortenaer. He was part of a security detail here in Martinaise."
"His name was Lely. He was part of a security detail here in Martinaise."
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The Deserter: "What did I just say..." He keeps shaking his head, erratically suddenly. He brushes something out of his eye...
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Variable["seafort.deserter_rhet_go_in_straight"]
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Half Light: That's not the *kill*, that's running circles, sink your teeth in it for God's sake...
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Jump to: [get_to_it]
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IsCunoInParty()
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IsCunoInParty()
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!(IsCunoInParty())
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Cuno: "Did you *kill* him?" The kid puffs his chest. "Fucking tell this cop."
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Authority: Now. Push him now.
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The Deserter: "It is him, isn't it?" He flashes a gap-tooth smile. "An ugly piece of work, that boy..."
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Jump to: [IsKimHere()]
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Kim Kitsuragi: "You had direct visibility. There are embrasures in the concrete, *specifically* meant for a topfaller to use. And you had a long range rifle in your possession." The lieutenant softens his voice:
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Variable["seafort.deserter_viscal_cancer"]
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CheckEquipped("shirt_t500") or CheckEquipped("hat_t500") or CheckEquipped("shoes_t500")
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CheckEquipped("shirt_t500") or CheckEquipped("hat_t500") or CheckEquipped("shoes_t500")
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!(CheckEquipped("shirt_t500") or CheckEquipped("hat_t500") or CheckEquipped("shoes_t500"))
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The Deserter: "The worm, there?" He spits southward, then points at your armour: "In the monster-armour you *took* from him."
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363
The Deserter: "The worm, there?" He spits southward, toward the coast. "In the monster-armour?"
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The Deserter: "Over? It was *over* when they shelled the coast... and bodies ripped apart from the pressure. It was *over* then. For all of us." His eyes look right through you.
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The Deserter: "You fucks don't understand. The ordnance, the mist of blood... it's *beyond belief* their aggression, when you attack their class interests."
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You: "He was a rapist. I'm not saying he didn't deserve it."
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The Deserter: "...beating us to the ground. Moaning with joy..." He breathes in with strange animation: "You hounds get so thorough when a company-trained killer dies. I haven't seen you on this coast for *forty years*. You know... maybe I should have killed one sooner?"
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Perception (Sight): The maker is called Sansarique -- you see their V-shaped logo -- but can't make out the size.
90
Visual Calculus: These are not the unusual, horizontal patterned soles you saw in the dust on the floor of the hidden room. They do, however, seem to be about the same size...
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You: Wait, maybe it's simpler than that...
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588
You: "Who cares about shoes, we got you without the prints too."
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You: Is this... the miracle?
93
Inland Empire: No. The miracle is still waiting. This is the darkness.
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Jump to: [it_WAS_communism]
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Volition: Be very very precise now... don't make a splash, you can still mess it up.
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You: "Do you understand you're confessing to murder -- to a police officer?"
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You: "I just nailed you. Me. Fucking *me* -- this sorry cop."
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You: "Boom -- I got you. Me, the most boring cop on Earth."
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440
You: "Boom -- the *revelation*."
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You: "I just fuckin' nailed you. Supercop of Jamrock."
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You: "God damn right I did. I just nailed you."
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Variable["seafort.deserter_reaction_hot_motive"]
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Variable["seafort.deserter_reaction_hot_motive"]
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!(Variable["seafort.deserter_reaction_hot_motive"])
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551
You: Wait, motive, why?
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633
You: Yeah, yeah, shush!
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Jump to: [COLLABORATION HUB]
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CheckItem("gun_villiers") or CheckItem("gun_ruby")
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CheckItem("gun_villiers") or CheckItem("gun_ruby")
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!(CheckItem("gun_villiers") or CheckItem("gun_ruby"))
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The Deserter: "Yes, it's a *real* gun, not like your little musketeer pistols. I've seen you prance around with those, jumping hoops for the liberals..."
"Yes, it's a real gun," he points to your sidearm, "not like that little musketeer pistol. I've seen you prance around with that, jumping hoops for the liberals..."
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The Deserter: "It's a real gun, not like the little musketeer pistols you RCM fasces have."
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The Deserter: "Yes." A single word is all he gives.
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Perception (Smell): The scent of blood in the air... but what else? There was something you can't remember...
138
Variable["whirling.footprints_main_hub_reached"]
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103
Pain Threshold: I'm sorry this didn't do anything... usually hurting yourself does.
142
Jump to: [TIME_TO_CONFESS]
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Jump to: [GO_TO_CUNO_SIDE_2]
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You: Ow...
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Reaction Speed: Yes. Ouch. So good it *hurts*. Those were not *modern* prints...
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Pain Threshold: Ooh, that's the good stuff. THE MOTIVE! There you go, see, this works. DO THE MOTIVE. The pain has dislodged something in your soaked sponge of a brain...
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Jump to: [TIME_TO_CONFESS]
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IsKimHere()
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IsKimHere()
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!(IsKimHere())
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Kim Kitsuragi: The lieutenant raises his right arm to hush you...
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IsKimHere()
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You: "Did you use that gun to shoot and kill the mercenary on the coast?"
"Did you use that gun to shoot and kill a Colonel of the security contractor Krenel?"
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You: "So you're saying you killed people, *after* active fighting stopped?"
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You: "I know you *want* to tell me -- have you killed anyone with that gun in the last week or two?"
112->529
568
You: Wait -- so which one do I say then?
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487
The Deserter: "The who now?" He leans in and cups his ear.
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You: What?
647
Shivers: ALL IS NOT AS IT SEEMS.
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115
You: "What does that mean? Did you kill him?"
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The Deserter: "I am a son of a welder, and an officer of the Commune of Revachol." He spits a big one at your feet. "I do not collaborate with murderers and pederasts of the liberal regime."
"I am a son of a welder, and an officer of the Commune of Revachol." He spits a big one at the lieutenant's feet. "I do not collaborate with murderers and pederasts of the liberal regime."
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You: "I don't need your cooperation. I've got this." (Show him the Triangong 4-46.)
453
The Deserter: "Heh..."
116->453
151
Perception (Sight): A drop of blood in the saliva...
117->151
118
The Deserter: "It's a real gun," he points to the lieutenant's holster, "not like your little musketeer pistols. I've seen you prance around with those, jumping hoops for the liberals..."
"It's a real gun," he points to your sidearm, "not like your little musketeer pistol. I've seen you prance around with that, jumping hoops for the liberals..."
295
Variable["plaza.tribunal_spiritbomb_succeeded"] or Variable["plaza.tribunal_spiritbomb_failed"]
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119->295
120
Rhetoric: You're getting diverted. Push the gun. Only the gun matters.
152
IsKimHere()
120->152
414
Variable["seafort.deserter_charge_counter"] >= 3
121->414
122
Jump to: [TIME_TO_CONFESS]
122->149
123
Jump to: [TIME_TO_CONFESS]
123->149
124
Rhetoric: This is it. Shot him, shot him, say shot him not killed him...
131
COLLABORATION HUB
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125
Kim Kitsuragi: "The size fits, but not the sole..." The lieutenant leans in to inspect.
125->91
126
The Deserter: "You fascists have the tenacity of a limpet." He wipes dirt off his running shoe.
769
Jump to: [TIME_TO_CONFESS]
126->769
127
You: "People change shoes. It doesn't mean you weren't there -- near the room the victim died in -- sneaking around."
127->60
128->149
129
The Deserter: "I'm always looking..." He cocks his head to the side -- then turns his eyes to the city. Another tremor passes his right side, lower in intensity.
547
IsKimHere()
129->547
130
The Deserter: "A rifle's scope has the best magnification." He nods.
130->347
145
You: "So you killed him?"
"So you just killed him?"
131->145
233
You: "On second thought -- about something else..."
131->233
423
You: "So you shot him?"
"So you just shot him?"
131->423
132->101
133
The Deserter: "Because that's what they were doing..." He shrugs, then smacks his lips.
176
Logic: The motive! This is where the motive is going to come from...
133->176
134
Authority: You don't shush me! He could say he was taking the fall for someone. Or disoriented. A confession is useless without a motive, don't mess this up.
775
Suggestion: Coax it out of him... he's still warm. They were fucking...
134->775
135
Logic: He could say he was taking the fall for someone. Insane. Coerced. It's useless in court without a motive, don't mess this up...
146
Jump to: [Suggestion: "Coax it out of him... he's still wa..."]
135->146
136
Electrochemistry: There's no high greater than a case solved for you, when will you learn? Get the motive, don't mess this up...
136->775
137
Cuno: "Well?" The Cuno turns to you, with impatience.
137->648
139
Variable["whirling.footprints_main_hub_reached"]
138->139
140
!(Variable["whirling.footprints_main_hub_reached"])
138->140
685
Visual Calculus: Something about the tracks? Suddenly all those tracks are so confusing... go with something else first!
139->685
140->149
141
The Deserter: Nothing else comes up. The old man watches you stimulate thoughts by hitting yourself.
141->103
142->149
143
You: Of course! Thank you, head, thank you.
389
Reaction Speed: You got it! Remember, the boot prints were like no *modern* sole...
143->389
144
Visual Calculus: He would have a good view of the tribunal from here. It's not just empty boasting.
407
Volition: So he saw you... okay. So what. Don't let it divert you.
144->407
562
The Deserter: "Oh the inhumanity..." He closes his black eyes. "One paramilitary less in Revachol." You can almost see him squeeze a tear out of his eye. His fists begin to tremble from the anger.
145->562
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147
Cuno: "We ain't with them yo," the kid splurts. "This is fuckin' Revachol West representin' here."
147->7
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You: Say nothing.
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149->43
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250
You: "I've done the ballistics." (Point to the tower.) "The shot came from this island."
"We've done the ballistics." (Point to the tower.) "The shot came from this island."
149->250
293
You: "You're a communist. I talked to the dead man, he *told* me communism killed him."
149->293
294
You: "There were May bells behind the victim's window." (Show him the dried flower.)
149->294
332
You: "May bells -- behind the victim's window! I saw them growing *here*." (Point to them.)
149->332
570
You: "Okay. Let's back off for a moment. Tell me this..."
149->570
620
You: "You did it -- because you're on the side of the Union, right? It was political."
149->620
761
You: "I wonder what brand of boots you're wearing?"
149->761
150
Kim Kitsuragi: "Did you *kill* him?" The lieutenant takes a sudden step toward him.
185
Jump to: [The Deserter: ""I am a son of a welder, and an off..."]
150->185
405
Half Light: Tear into him. Pile it on him. Everything you got on him, the more the better...
151->405
153
IsKimHere()
152->153
154
!(IsKimHere())
152->154
408
Kim Kitsuragi: "So you watched the fight?" The lieutenant points inland. "Did you like what you saw? The mayhem? It was all your doing. Your plan. *You* got them killed."
153->408
299
Jump to: [boys_got_killed]
154->299
155
You: "Okay then." (Concede.)
302
The Deserter: "Imbecile..." He shakes his head.
155->302
156
You: "You said *fasces*? You're admitting you killed him?"
157
The Deserter: "You're sad for your fascha brother aren't you? One twig got broken, now the others are sad..." He waves his hand. There's a twitch -- then one more one in his right eye...
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157->414
158
The Deserter: "Forget about your stupid fucking scope, I don't know where it is! Find it yourself -- it's your problem now."
498
Drama: He *lost* it, he just doesn't know where it is, forget it, push on...
158->498
159
Cuno: Nothing comes up. Cuno watches you try to stimulate thought processes by hitting yourself.
353
Empathy: He looks at you as if you're a malfunctioning machine, thinking: do what you do. Maybe even a pinch of *hit yourself again*?
159->353
160
Suggestion: He repeats the name with care. As if it were at risk of breaking.
765
Logic: He knows her -- but hadn't heard the name.
160->765
381
The Deserter: "Got your attention..." He looks you dead in the eye, pupils shaking. "*Now* you stop beating druggies and prostitutes in your basement. *Now* you come to investigate. Not when they die by the hundreds..." He breathes through flared nostrils...
161->381
162
Kim Kitsuragi: "Show me the soles please, Mr. Dros."
467
The Deserter: "Fucking imbecile..." The old man stretches out his leg. A black and white spiral pattern covers the sole of the worn out old running shoes on his feet.
162->467
164
You: Variable["seafort.deserter_rc_drama_simpler_than"]
163->164
165
Variable["seafort.deserter_rc_drama_simpler_than"]
164->165
166
!(Variable["seafort.deserter_rc_drama_simpler_than"])
164->166
808
Variable["seafort.deserter_rc_drama_simpler_than"]
165->808
166->808
589
Kim Kitsuragi: He leans closer. "What were you doing? Some kind of reconnaissance? Preparing the scene? Listening in on her?"
167->589
168
The Deserter: "Never trust a social democrat. Social democrats are pederasts -- and women. They're the real enemy."
344
Rhetoric: There is *something* here for later, he knows his name. But don't let this break the pace now, push forward...
168->344
812
click_click_boom
169->812
170->129
171
IsCunoInParty()
172
IsCunoInParty()
171->172
173
!(IsCunoInParty())
171->173
180
Cuno: "You always creepin' on people through your scope like that?" The kid squints his eyes.
172->180
510
Interfacing: He has his specific device for it though.
173->510
174
The Deserter: "Oh the inhumanity..." He closes his black eyes. "One paramilitary less in Revachol." You can almost see him squeeze a tear out of his eye. His fists begin to tremble from the anger.
174->107
175
You: "Then what?"
175->67
219
Variable["seafort.deserter_logic_motive_incoming"]
176->219
178
Electrochemistry: Right.
177->178
178->775
179
Volition: Not now. Stop yourself.
323
You: "Khm." (Cough.)
179->323
436
You: "What do we do now, we're not getting these prints to match..."
179->436
181
The Deserter: "A rifle's scope has the best magnification."
180->181
597
Variable["village.deserter_sees_shit"]
181->597
182
Cuno: Nothing else comes up. You see the Cuno watch you try to stimulate thought processes by hitting yourself.
182->2
183
You: "Excuse us for a moment, Mr. Dros." [Leave.]
227
GO_TO_CUNO_SIDE_2
184->227
185->117
186
Esprit de Corps: Hush, he does not need to be pushed any more. The ball is rolling...
186->9
451
You: "Okay, I mean the paramilitary death squad."
187->451
787
You: "I'm absolutely sincere. Now, did you use that rifle to shoot him?"
187->787
188
You: No time!
526
Reaction Speed: Of course, you're on the trail now, move in...
188->526
189
You: "You've done a lot of that?"
328
The Deserter: "It's a gun. That's what they're for. You want a moralist euphemism -- defending your family and your property? I haven't done that."
189->328
190
IsCunoInParty()
191
IsCunoInParty()
190->191
192
!(IsCunoInParty())
190->192
191->137
192->12
193
IsKimHere()
194
IsKimHere()
193->194
195
!(IsKimHere())
193->195
196
Kim Kitsuragi: "Not a lot of guns around that use military-grade ammunition, are there?"
194->196
789
IsCunoInParty()
195->789
593
CheckItem("gun_villiers") or CheckItem("gun_ruby")
196->593
197
The Deserter: "Like *fuck* you did. You didn't handle anything. I watched it happen, you let those beasts rip right into them. Got the fat kid killed, the old man too."
496
The Deserter: "None of those people mean *anything* to you. The vultures feed on this city and you prepare the meal for them."
197->496
198
Kim Kitsuragi: "Good..." The lieutenant takes out his notebook and draws a single line.
755
Kim Kitsuragi: "This feels good, doesn't it? Tying things up like this -- when you have the murder weapon, you have the killer."
198->755
200
Variable["seafort.deserter_viscal_cancer"]
199->200
201
!(Variable["seafort.deserter_viscal_cancer"])
199->201
252
Kim Kitsuragi: "You've been here a long time, Mr. Dros -- too long. You clearly need medical aid..."
200->252
760
Kim Kitsuragi: "You've been here a long time, Mr. Dros -- too long. You need medical aid..."
201->760
202
You: "One thing -- where's the *scope*? How did you make the shot without a scope? We have everything else..."
202->158
203
You: "Yes. I held a *seance* with his *soul*. It has shown me the way -- and the way leads to you."
371
The Deserter: "Matter does not behave in such a way. Those are aberrant bourgeois musings: magic *erl-creatures*, esoteric theosophy. It's all cryptofascism."
203->371
503
may_bells_bells_bells
204->503
205
You: "Yes Klaasje. You hadn't heard her name, had you?"
339
The Deserter: "My ears don't reach the city."
205->339
206
Jump to: [TIME_TO_CONFESS]
206->149
207
The Deserter: "You're the enemy," his voice screeches. "You're halberdiers of the market liberal regime."
207->716
208
Perception (Sight): The maker is called Sansarique -- and the size is 42-44.
309
Variable["seafort.deserter_perc_sansa_mid"]
208->309
209
The Deserter: "Corrupt henchman of paedophiles..." The old man shakes his head. "You're desperate to report something back to them, aren't you? Your liberal masters. They must have really loved that dead fuck..."
The old man shakes his head. "You're desperate to report something back to them, aren't you? Your liberal masters. They must have really loved that dead fuck..."
"Corrupt henchmen of paedophiles..." The old man shakes his head. "You're desperate to report something back to them, aren't you? Your liberal masters. They must have really loved that dead fuck..."
627
The Deserter: The old man stares at his own prints in the ash around the fire. Silent suddenly, some strange process within him. A gush of wind. Seagulls in the distance.
209->627
210
The Deserter: "What are you talking about?"
316
Volition: Not now! Don't melt down now, you're so close. Rewind this back to the previous thought and just say that.
210->316
211
You: How?
811
Inland Empire: Perhaps you suspected it *before* you took the case.
211->811
212->65
213
You: "You mean, like, during the war?"
738
The Deserter: "Why not?" He shakes his head and smiles, his teeth rotten black: "Class war is never over."
213->738
214
IsCunoInParty()
215
IsCunoInParty()
214->215
216
!(IsCunoInParty())
214->216
554
Cuno: "Fuckin' hell..." The kid looks at him for one, maybe two seconds, breathing heavy with excitement.
215->554
216->94
217
Suggestion: You can coax it out of him, the lieutenant's preparing the ground.
218
Kim Kitsuragi: "I don't understand." He turns to you. "Do you, detective? I don't understand this part."
217->218
218->170
220
Variable["seafort.deserter_logic_motive_incoming"]
219->220
221
!(Variable["seafort.deserter_logic_motive_incoming"])
219->221
220->217
221->218
222
Cuno: The kid gives you a quick sideways glance and nods to acknowledge...
670
Drama: The prints were his, you can see it in those eyes, he can't keep them from flickering, looking for something...
222->670
555
The Deserter: "Adolescent imbecile..." He squints.
223->555
225
(CheckItem("dried_may_bells") and Variable["inventory.wildflower_hub_reached_with_kim"]) or (Variable["whirling.sense_may_bells_clicked"] and Variable["seafort.sense_may_bells_clicked"])
224->225
226
!((CheckItem("dried_may_bells") and Variable["inventory.wildflower_hub_reached_with_kim"]) or (Variable["whirling.sense_may_bells_clicked"] and Variable["seafort.sense_may_bells_clicked"]))
224->226
225->102
226->138
227->183
687
You: "No, I'm almost there! Just let me have a few more punches..."
227->687
228
Kim Kitsuragi: "No, c'mon." The lieutenant's impatient. "A *word*, let's go."
229
Variable["seafort.deserter_logic_maybells_not_asked"] == false and Variable["seafort.deserter_logic_footprints_not_asked"] == false and Variable["seafort.deserter_logic_gun_not_asked"] == false
230
Variable["seafort.deserter_logic_maybells_not_asked"] == false and Variable["seafort.deserter_logic_footprints_not_asked"] == false and Variable["seafort.deserter_logic_gun_not_asked"] == false
229->230
231
!(Variable["seafort.deserter_logic_maybells_not_asked"] == false and Variable["seafort.deserter_logic_footprints_not_asked"] == false and Variable["seafort.deserter_logic_gun_not_asked"] == false)
229->231
232
Half Light: A spasm of rage, sudden and uncontrollable.
230->232
475
Logic: Leave no stone unturned! Get him on what matters most!
231->475
622
The Deserter: He suddenly jerks to life: "You know who he was -- a Coalition trained murderer, armoured and armed. He wasn't human, the blunt end of a hammer, *dripping with blood*..."
232->622
448
The Deserter: "Figured." He sighs and holds his lower abdomen. A flash of pain there... it angers him.
233->448
234
murderinghub
234->76
394
You: "The corpse in ceramic armour, hanging behind the Whirling-in-Rags. Did you shoot him?"
234->394
395
You: "A beautiful, strong man sent here by the honourable private military company Krenel."
234->395
396
You: "The fascist death squad who took a bullet in the mouth on the night of March 4th."
234->396
482
You: "You know who I mean."
234->482
236
Variable["seafort.deserter_reaction_you_can_feel_it"]
235->236
237
!(Variable["seafort.deserter_reaction_you_can_feel_it"])
235->237
645
so_close_react_to_it
236->645
237->240
238
You: "Killing people?"
238->328
239
Composure: You went in too fast. Over-eager.
527
Suggestion: You need to *contextualize* it for him first. Turn the key elsewhere -- the lock is here. It's here.
239->527
241
Variable["seafort.deserter_rhet_go_in_straight"]
240->241
242
Variable["seafort.deserter_rhet_go_in_straight"]
241->242
243
!(Variable["seafort.deserter_rhet_go_in_straight"])
241->243
488
Hand/Eye Coordination: No-no. Be careful now, slow and steady does it. Make him repeat it first.
242->488
243->11
244
Variable["seafort.deserter_shivers_chill"]
245
Variable["seafort.deserter_shivers_chill"]
244->245
246
!(Variable["seafort.deserter_shivers_chill"])
244->246
245->114
489
You: Brush it off.
245->489
246->12
247
IsKimHere()
248
IsKimHere()
247->248
249
!(IsKimHere())
247->249
248->150
249->79
250->44
251
boys_got_killed
251->155
298
You: "We saved a lot of them -- their leader Titus... We handled that situation."
251->298
300
You: "Stop squirming. I have the murder weapon."
251->300
492
You: "We saved a lot of them -- Alain, uhm, and that musician... we handled it."
251->492
792
You: "Stop changing the subject -- we have the murder weapon." (Point to it.)
251->792
252->45
253
where_scope
253->14
253->156
253->202
368
You: "The view was perfect. With a pair of binoculars I could've seen *in* the room."
253->368
254
Variable["whirling.sense_may_bells_clicked"] and Variable["seafort.sense_may_bells_clicked"]
255
Variable["whirling.sense_may_bells_clicked"] and Variable["seafort.sense_may_bells_clicked"]
254->255
256
!(Variable["whirling.sense_may_bells_clicked"] and Variable["seafort.sense_may_bells_clicked"])
254->256
412
Logic: Wait, here it comes -- the god damn May bells, the dried may bells on Klaasje's roof!
255->412
637
Jump to: [whirling.footprints_main_hub_reached]
256->637
257
Perception (Sight): And nowhere else -- nowhere in all of Martinaise have you seen them!
386
Variable["whirling.footprints_main_hub_reached"]
257->386
258
Variable["seafort.deserter_charge_counter"] >= 3
259
Variable["seafort.deserter_charge_counter"] >= 3
258->259
260
!(Variable["seafort.deserter_charge_counter"] >= 3)
258->260
472
Variable["seafort.deserter_logic_maybells_not_asked"] == false and Variable["seafort.deserter_logic_footprints_not_asked"] == false and Variable["seafort.deserter_logic_gun_not_asked"] == false
259->472
626
Suggestion: Almost. But you need *one* more. Just one. Or maybe two...
260->626
713
Inland Empire: But still, somehow you *knew* it was a communist.
261->713
262
Variable["seafort.deserter_inland_but_somehow_you_know"]
263
Variable["seafort.deserter_inland_but_somehow_you_know"]
262->263
264
!(Variable["seafort.deserter_inland_but_somehow_you_know"])
262->264
730
it_WAS_communism
263->730
264->122
265->136
266
You: "...and if it's, you know, part of all that *shit* you see..."
673
The Deserter: "Then I pull the trigger." He looks dead in the eye. "Think of it as a form of *critique*."
266->673
267
Cuno: "Whatever, man..." Cuno looks at you. It doesn't look like he thinks this worked.
267->261
268
Esprit de Corps: He thinks -- what are you doing. We almost got him here.
268->179
269->131
270
Reaction Speed: Wait, don't forget the footprints! The diagonal prints in the dust in the secret space behind Klaasje's bedroom! *Now* they're gonna come up!
270->105
270->143
271
Variable["seafort.deserter_logic_goddamn_may_bells"] or Variable["seafort.deserter_logic_the_footprints"]
272
Variable["seafort.deserter_logic_goddamn_may_bells"] or Variable["seafort.deserter_logic_the_footprints"]
271->272
273
!(Variable["seafort.deserter_logic_goddamn_may_bells"] or Variable["seafort.deserter_logic_the_footprints"])
271->273
441
Variable["TASK.check_seafort_done"] == true and CheckItem("deserter_gun")
272->441
444
You: "My god... I've got nothing at all!"
273->444
274
Cuno: You see the Cuno watch you try to stimulate thought processes by hitting yourself.
557
Pain Threshold: I'm sorry this didn't do anything... usually hurting yourself does something for you.
274->557
275
Cuno: "Yo, a word..." He gestures to talk to you on the side.
641
Jump to: [GO_TO_CUNO_SIDE_2]
275->641
276
IsCunoInParty()
277
IsCunoInParty()
276->277
278
!(IsCunoInParty())
276->278
277->274
686
The Deserter: Nothing comes up. The old man watches you stimulate thoughts by hitting yourself.
278->686
279
Pain Threshold: I'm sorry this didn't do anything... usually hurting yourself does something for you.
279->37
280
The Deserter: "Almost *where?* Almost ready to bleed to death?" He looks at the bloodstain on your pant leg...
280->228
281
The Deserter: "Almost *where?* Almost ready to bleed to death?" He looks at the bloodstain on your pant leg...
281->3
282->149
284
IsKimHere()
283->284
285
!(IsKimHere())
283->285
692
The Deserter: "And so they did."
284->692
469
The Deserter: "And so they did."
285->469
286
The Deserter: "I've used it to kill people."
287
IsKimHere()
286->287
288
IsKimHere()
287->288
289
!(IsKimHere())
287->289
563
Kim Kitsuragi: "Interesting." The lieutenant nods. "During, or *after* the War?"
288->563
484
IsCunoInParty()
289->484
290
You: But what?
398
Reaction Speed: This is what you *live* for. This is *the shit*.
290->398
291
Perception (Smell): Even the kid can smell it...
364
Cuno: "Killing people? Like straight *offin'* them?"
291->364
292
Shivers: The feeling dissipates, the silence remains.
698
IsKimHere()
292->698
652
The Deserter: "Stupid droite." He scoffs.
293->652
538
The Deserter: "Damn May bells..." He looks at the blossoming field behind you. "The whole island is turning white with them..."
294->538
296
Variable["plaza.tribunal_spiritbomb_succeeded"] or Variable["plaza.tribunal_spiritbomb_failed"]
295->296
297
!(Variable["plaza.tribunal_spiritbomb_succeeded"] or Variable["plaza.tribunal_spiritbomb_failed"])
295->297
491
The Deserter: "You look like imbeciles. Why don't you ask them to give you real weapons, huh?" He chortles. "Going against automatic rifles with a *flame bomb*... of course you got all those boys killed!"
296->491
571
The Deserter: "You look like imbeciles. Why don't you ask them to give you *real* weapons?" He chortles. "Going against automatic rifles with these toy guns... of course you got those boys killed!"
297->571
493
Variable["plaza.tribunal_gardener_shot"]
298->493
299->251
367
The Deserter: "You let them all die. Pranced around, let your little *friend* be shot too... I didn't get a good look at that, tell me, did he bleed out?"
300->367
301
The Deserter: "I know what it feels like. I lost people because I was weak too."
531
You: "Shut up. I'm calling it: I have the murder weapon."
301->531
303
Jump to: [TIME_TO_CONFESS]
302->303
303->149
304
The Deserter: "You don't have to explain to me..." He flashes a gap-tooth smile. "An ugly piece of work, that boy..."
304->617
305
Rhetoric: He's practically admitting to it.
499
Variable["seafort.deserter_rhet_basically_admitting_it"]
305->499
307
CheckItem("dried_may_bells")
306->307
308
!(CheckItem("dried_may_bells"))
306->308
536
Logic: Wait, here it comes -- the god damn May bells, the dried may bells on Klaasje's roof!
307->536
308->254
310
Variable["seafort.deserter_perc_sansa_mid"]
309->310
311
!(Variable["seafort.deserter_perc_sansa_mid"])
309->311
310->90
311->89
313
Variable["seafort.deserter_viscal_shoes"]
312->313
314
!(Variable["seafort.deserter_viscal_shoes"])
312->314
767
Kim Kitsuragi: "The size fits, but not the sole..." The lieutenant comes to the same conclusion.
313->767
314->125
315
The Deserter: "Tryin' to rack your brains..." He squints at him, eyes gleaming with hatred: "You're *desperate* to report something back to your masters. They must have really loved that dead fuck..."
728
Jump to: [The Deserter: "The old man stares at his own print..."]
315->728
628
You: "What do I do now?! I'll never get these prints to match."
316->628
729
Jump to: [You: ""Who cares about shoes, we got you..."]
316->729
773
Jump to: [it_WAS_communism]
317->773
318->773
319
The Deserter: "A rifle's scope has the best magnification."
319->27
320
You: "And if you don't like it..."
320->673
321
Kim Kitsuragi: "Why?"
321->133
322
Cuno: "You mean like... lately? *After* the War?
322->752
820
Cuno: "Yo, people *change* shoes." He turns to the old man. "You were sneaking around, right? Casing the joint or what?"
323->820
324
Half Light: Fucking communard! Fucking asshole! Look at him, just staring -- hit him where it hurts!
690
Conceptualization: Politics. Hit him with POLITICS and he may start giving his motive...
324->690
325
Variable["seafort.deserter_logic_maybells_not_asked"] == false and Variable["seafort.deserter_logic_footprints_not_asked"] == false and Variable["seafort.deserter_logic_gun_not_asked"] == false
326
Variable["seafort.deserter_logic_maybells_not_asked"] == false and Variable["seafort.deserter_logic_footprints_not_asked"] == false and Variable["seafort.deserter_logic_gun_not_asked"] == false
325->326
327
!(Variable["seafort.deserter_logic_maybells_not_asked"] == false and Variable["seafort.deserter_logic_footprints_not_asked"] == false and Variable["seafort.deserter_logic_gun_not_asked"] == false)
325->327
326->622
328->286
329
Inland Empire: Strangely... like a puppet on a string. There's something off, you feel it. This was the right question. You just...
329->239
330
The Deserter: "The world will *rejoice* when he dies. One fascha less..." He hisses, then glances into the reeds and twitches suddenly...
793
Volition: Like a marionette, on some invisible string...
330->793
331
Kim Kitsuragi: The lieutenant looks at you with worry in his eyes.
581
Esprit de Corps: Not this, he seems to say. Anything but this.
331->581
332->51
333
The Deserter: "Nature does not behave in a *para-natural* manner," he scoffs. "Aberrant bourgeois musings -- magic *erl-creatures* and esoteric sensations. It's all cryptofascism."
333->334
335
IsKimHere()
334->335
336
!(IsKimHere())
334->336
797
The Deserter: "Your brain is *rotting* from the radio waves." He looks at the air, then turns to the lieutenant.
335->797
582
IsCunoInParty()
336->582
337
Empathy: He does not look worried -- yet. He has that *do what you have to do* expression, with a pinch of *don't hit yourself again*.
462
Pain Threshold: You need to punch yourself again!
337->462
338
Composure: There is a small tremble -- looks like a smile. A crooked smile. Yet isn't quite voluntary. He's about to burst...
338->258
802
You: "You know her, right? She had intimate relations with the victim. The mercenary."
"You like that name, don't you? She had intimate relations with the victim. The mercenary."
339->802
340
Kim Kitsuragi: "I'm sorry for what happened." The lieutenant softens his voice: "But we're not *with* the Moralintern. We're Revacholian citizenry, like you."
340->207
341
You: "Fine. Let's leave it at that."
341->126
342
Kim Kitsuragi: "You must get around a lot -- to stay undetected all these years..." The lieutenant's voice is soft, friendly. "Do you know any *secret* paths? Pinball workshops?"
542
The Deserter: "I may..." A curious tremor passes his face.
342->542
343
Jump to: [may_bells_bells_bells]
343->503
545
You: "You did it. You had the means *and* the motive. It's over."
344->545
345
Inland Empire: Was it *supposed* to?
345->26
345->63
346
You: Actually, I'm beginning to think he's right and this is just cryptofascism.
345->346
546
Inland Empire: No. There is more here. A sliver of something. Some kind of future.
346->546
348
Variable["village.deserter_sees_shit"]
347->348
349
!(Variable["village.deserter_sees_shit"])
347->349
632
Half Light: Helps him see all the *shit*...
348->632
511
Hand/Eye Coordination: Click.
349->511
350
Reaction Speed: Quick, a motive, while the iron is still hot. Get one out of him.
350->95
351
Reaction Speed: No, not shush! He could say he was taking the fall for someone. Disoriented. Tortured. It's useless in court without a motive, don't mess this up...
351->775
352
The Deserter: "A rifle's scope has the best magnification."
352->347
353->462
354->814
355
IsCunoInParty()
356
IsCunoInParty()
355->356
357
!(IsCunoInParty())
355->357
356->182
357->141
556
Endurance: Maybe don't beat yourself any more though? You're not immortal.
358->556
359
IsCunoInParty()
360
IsCunoInParty()
359->360
361
!(IsCunoInParty())
359->361
688
Cuno: "Yo, detective Dick, a word..." The boy gestures to the side as you slap yourself.
360->688
361->106
362
Jump to: [themainhub]
362->7610857
363->148
525
You: Nod.
363->525
364->328
365
The Deserter: "An ugly piece of work, that boy..." He flashes a gap-tooth smile.
365->617
366
You: (Dramatically ask.) "You think we have the murder weapon?"
455
Kim Kitsuragi: "4.46 jacketed ammunition, modified for range," he lists. "We have it. This is it."
366->455
367->531
756
You: "Don't talk to me about Kim!"
367->756
368->121
653
Jump to: [TIME_TO_CONFESS]
369->653
370
talking_to_the_dead
370->203
458
You: "You fucked with the wrong police officer. I have para-natural abilities."
370->458
502
You: "It was intuition. Had he spoken, he would have said communism killed him."
370->502
371->334
372
Logic: Who cares -- there were May bells in the grass when you got here! And on Klaasje's balcony!
372->386
373
Logic: There were May bells in the grass when you got here! And may bells on Klaasje's balcony!
373->257
374
You: Oh yes!
374->373
375
Variable["seafort.deserter_logic_goddamn_may_bells"]
376
Variable["seafort.deserter_logic_goddamn_may_bells"]
375->376
377
!(Variable["seafort.deserter_logic_goddamn_may_bells"])
375->377
376->374
715
You: My head hurts now.
376->715
377->637
378
Jump to: [TIME_TO_CONFESS]
378->149
379
You: "We're going to have a parliament. It will safeguard the market and stabilize the streets. That's what *I'm* for -- real democracy."
"We're going to have a parliament. It will safeguard the market and stabilize the streets. That's what *we're* for -- real democracy."
465
The Deserter: "Stabilize... that parliament will be the lock on the cage. It won't *stabilize* shit. The market is ruin, dripping with pity and suffering..." he almost chokes from his own voice.
379->465
380
Composure: In his fit of rage he seems to have broken loose from something. A little fire gutters deep in his eyes, like a pilot light in the hallway...
380->622
381->124
382->343
383
You: "Mr. Claire? What about him?"
383->168
384
Jump to: [COLLABORATION HUB]
384->131
385
The Deserter: "Your brain is *rotting* from the radio waves." He looks at the air, then turns to the kid. "You too. They're *twisting* you."
385->267
387
Variable["whirling.footprints_main_hub_reached"]
386->387
388
!(Variable["whirling.footprints_main_hub_reached"])
386->388
387->270
388->271
389->556
390
IsKimHere()
391
IsKimHere()
390->391
392
!(IsKimHere())
390->392
746
Kim Kitsuragi: You see the lieutenant watch you try to stimulate thought processes by hitting yourself.
391->746
392->276
393
Logic: You've almost got him. Just a last little push...
656
Jump to: [TIME_TO_CONFESS]
393->656
394->616
643
The Deserter: "*What*?"
395->643
396->616
397->77
483
Electrochemistry: The great serotonin jackpot.
398->483
400
IsKimHere()
399->400
401
!(IsKimHere())
399->401
400->41
564
Half Light: Here we go! A trail of blood.
401->564
402
IsCunoInParty()
403
IsCunoInParty()
402->403
404
!(IsCunoInParty())
402->404
403->291
754
Perception (Smell): You can smell it.
404->754
532
Variable["seafort.deserter_hl_tear_pile_on"]
405->532
406
You: "Looks to me like it could be used for a long range shot."
406->98
407->251
409
The Deserter: "You don't know anything..." A twitch runs across the right side of his face as he stares the lieutenant down.
408->409
409->299
410
Half Light: Tear into him again. Pile it on him.
410->15
411
The Deserter: "You're lost, droite. You're lost..." He shakes his head, tufts of grey-white hair on his skull and chin...
"You're lost, comrade. You're lost..." He shakes his head, tufts of grey-white hair on his skull and chin...
553
Jump to: [themainhub]
411->553
412->375
413
You: My head hurts now.
413->372
415
Variable["seafort.deserter_charge_counter"] >= 3
414->415
416
!(Variable["seafort.deserter_charge_counter"] >= 3)
414->416
415->229
668
Suggestion: Almost! He almost burst out there. Keep piling arguments, anything...
416->668
417
rile_him_up
417->22
417->379
587
You: "You're right. I'm a collaborationist, but I at least *do* something. I keep peace on the streets, while you just break everything."
"You're right. We're collaborationists, but we at least *do* something, we keep peace on the streets, while you just break everything."
417->587
623
You: "I know what happened here, in this city. You rabid lunatics tore it to pieces and killed 50 million people."
"We know what happened here, in this city. You rabid lunatics tore it to pieces and killed 50 million people."
417->623
660
You: "I don't care. I don't care what happened 50 years ago. This is now and I need to keep the city safe."
"I don't care. I don't care what happened 50 years ago. This is now and we need to keep the city safe."
417->660
766
You: "I'm Revacholian like you. I don't work for the dogs up in La Delta. I subvert the system from within."
"We're Revacholians like you. We don't work for the dogs up in Delta. We subvert the system from within."
417->766
418
The Deserter: "Subvert the system from *within*... you diseased dog! You lick their balls, that's what you do..." he almost chokes from his own voice.
418->625
419
Volition: Not now. Stop yourself.
419->61
468
You: "What do we do now, we're not getting these prints to match..."
419->468
420
Logic: The vision was you remembering that.
732
Jump to: [it_WAS_communism]
420->732
421
Inland Empire: You are. Soon it will happen.
421->774
422
Kim Kitsuragi: "Are you *always looking* through the scope of a rifle?" He explains: "I'm just trying to *understand*."
422->319
423->174
424
Variable["seafort.deserter_elchem_seedy_motive"]
425
Variable["seafort.deserter_elchem_seedy_motive"]
424->425
426
!(Variable["seafort.deserter_elchem_seedy_motive"])
424->426
425->70
776
You: Wait, motive, why?
425->776
426->350
427
Authority: He could say he was taking the fall for someone. It's useless in court without a motive, go be a cop now, don't mess it up...
427->775
428
SetVariableValue("seafort.deserter_open_reasoning", true) --[[ Variable[ ]]
821
Jump to: [themainhub]
428->821
429->185
430
Variable["auto.visited_pinball_workshop"]
431
Variable["auto.visited_pinball_workshop"]
430->431
432
!(Variable["auto.visited_pinball_workshop"])
430->432
470
Cuno: "Bet you've been sneaking around a lot... hidden." The kid sounds agitated. "Know any secret paths? Cuno knows paths..."
431->470
621
Jump to: [may_bells_bells_bells]
432->621
433
IsCunoInParty()
434
IsCunoInParty()
433->434
435
!(IsCunoInParty())
433->435
434->222
435->670
436->820
437
IsCunoInParty()
438
IsCunoInParty()
437->438
439
!(IsCunoInParty())
437->439
634
Cuno: "...then you pull the trigger?"
438->634
819
The Deserter: "I pull the trigger." He looks you in the eye. "Think of it as a form of *critique*."
439->819
440->814
442
Variable["TASK.check_seafort_done"] == true and CheckItem("deserter_gun")
441->442
443
!(Variable["TASK.check_seafort_done"] == true and CheckItem("deserter_gun"))
441->443
745
Jump to: [TIME_TO_CONFESS]
442->745
778
IsKimHere()
443->778
444->390
446
447
!()
448->362
449
You: "He died in the arms of a lover, guarding her *and* the fragile, beautiful corporate interests of Wild Pines against militant labour."
450
The Deserter: "Are you being *clever*? What is this socially abhorrent joke?"
449->450
605
IsKimHere()
450->605
451->616
452
The Deserter: "I've used it for killing people."
452->399
453->193
454
The Deserter: "You didn't handle anything. I watched it happen -- you let those murderers rip right into them. Got most of them killed, even the fat one."
454->496
619
You: "I'm calling it: we have the murder weapon."
455->619
456
You: "It's to protect myself."
456->304
712
Perception (Sight): A drop of blood in the saliva...
457->712
458->333
459->337
460
You: Oh yes!
714
Logic: There were May bells in the grass when you got here! They're revolutionary symbols, from the war!
460->714
461
Perception (Sight): Nowhere else -- nowhere in all of Martinaise have you seen them this spring.
461->386
462->18
463
You: "I haven't seen these flowers anywhere else in Martinaise. Only here."
464
The Deserter: "They blossom on the islets before. We fertilized them with our blood." He looks to the water. "Rèsurrection was snow white in May, before they ruined it."
463->464
655
Shivers: South, the Bay of Martinaise is dotted with little freckles of islets, turning green, with white flowers in white snow...
464->655
465->625
466
You: "He was a killer. But he was still under the protection of the law."
466->161
540
Perception (Sight): The maker is Sansarique -- the model is Corbeille and the size is 43.
467->540
468->167
469->214
470->542
471
Hand/Eye Coordination: Click.
471->812
473
Variable["seafort.deserter_logic_maybells_not_asked"] == false and Variable["seafort.deserter_logic_footprints_not_asked"] == false and Variable["seafort.deserter_logic_gun_not_asked"] == false
472->473
474
!(Variable["seafort.deserter_logic_maybells_not_asked"] == false and Variable["seafort.deserter_logic_footprints_not_asked"] == false and Variable["seafort.deserter_logic_gun_not_asked"] == false)
472->474
473->622
691
Logic: Don't leave any loose ends. Get him on everything.
474->691
475->378
476->224
477
Suggestion: Just one more, it can't be more than one now...
642
Jump to: [TIME_TO_CONFESS]
477->642
478->66
479->186
480
Perception (Hearing): He heard you. He just wants to hear you say it... you're in!
480->234
481
You: "He was sent to protect fair, just, beautiful corporate interests in an ugly labour dispute. He was murdered."
481->450
482->84
696
Logic: THE SOLUTION.
483->696
485
IsCunoInParty()
484->485
486
!(IsCunoInParty())
484->486
485->322
512
Logic: When? Before or after the war?
486->512
610
Drama: He heard you. He just wants to hear you say it again. This is dramatic flare on his part... Right choice, we're in! Do it, sire!
487->610
488->614
489->292
490
You: (Step closer:) "Did you fucking shoot him?"
490->117
751
Half Light: Damn, he saw you. He's watched it happen.
491->751
573
Variable["plaza.tribunal_gardener_shot"]
492->573
494
Variable["plaza.tribunal_gardener_shot"]
493->494
495
!(Variable["plaza.tribunal_gardener_shot"])
493->495
650
The Deserter: "You didn't handle anything. I watched it happen -- you let those fucks rip right into them. Got that girl killed too."
494->650
495->454
496->120
497
You: "He's not dead, he's in the hospital."
497->330
498->14
498->156
498->368
500
Variable["seafort.deserter_rhet_basically_admitting_it"]
499->500
501
!(Variable["seafort.deserter_rhet_basically_admitting_it"])
499->501
651
Visual Calculus: Just one thing remains unclear: the rifle does not seem to have a scope.
500->651
535
Visual Calculus: He's practically admitting to it. Just one thing -- the rifle does not have a scope.
501->535
502->46
503->59
503->463
801
You: "A young woman called Klaasje -- ring any bells? Flowers like these were behind her window." (Continue.)
"A young woman called Klaasje -- ring any bells? These dried flowers were behind her window." (Continue.)
503->801
504
IsCunoInParty()
505
IsCunoInParty()
504->505
506
!(IsCunoInParty())
504->506
505->147
506->716
507
The Deserter: "Everything is brands with you individualists... Who cares what *brand* my shoes are? Sansa..." He looks at his running shoes, covered in mud. "Some shit."
661
IsKimHere()
507->661
508
The Deserter: "You're *desperate* to report something back to your masters." He squints at you, black pearls gleaming with hatred. "They must have really loved that dead fuck..."
629
Jump to: [The Deserter: "The old man stares at his own print..."]
508->629
509
You: But aren't I... way out in the West?
509->421
550
You: "Through the scope of your rifle?"
510->550
592
You: "With binoculars?"
510->592
818
You: "How?"
510->818
511->266
511->320
512->38
512->213
513
You: Wait, motive, why?
513->135
514
Logic: No, not shush! He could say he was taking the fall for someone. Insane. Coerced. It's useless in court without a motive, don't mess this up...
514->146
516
IsCunoInParty()
515->516
517
!(IsCunoInParty())
515->517
516->430
723
Savoir Faire: He must get around a lot -- to stay undetected all these years.
517->723
518
Kim Kitsuragi: "Officer, a word..." He gestures to talk to you on the side.
689
Jump to: [GO_TO_SIDE_2]
518->689
519->518
521
Jump to: [TIME_TO_CONFESS]
521->149
640
GO_TO_SIDE_2
522->640
523
The Deserter: "Tryin' to rack your brains..." He squints at you, black pearls gleaming with hatred: "You're *desperate* to report something back to your masters. They must have really loved that dead fuck..."
523->728
524->478
525->365
526->40
527->42
528
Jump to: [get_to_it]
528->112
701
The Deserter: "I don't *want* to tell you anything, you grotesque murderer."
529->701
530
Encyclopedia: You know peacetime laws in Moralintern-affiliated nations forbid it -- it's a rarity.
530->406
572
You: "It's a rare weapon. I've got you with this one. No one else has these."
530->572
794
The Deserter: "Who are you trying to prove this to, huh? Your friend? He's not here." He cracks his knuckles: "He's dead, isn't he?"
531->794
533
Variable["seafort.deserter_hl_tear_pile_on"]
532->533
534
!(Variable["seafort.deserter_hl_tear_pile_on"])
532->534
533->4
711
Logic: Exhaust him with proof. Pile it all on him, get a confession.
534->711
535->253
762
Variable["seafort.deserter_logic_goddamn_may_bells"]
536->762
537
Logic: Who cares -- there were May bells in the grass when you got here, *and* on Klaasje's balcony! Is this a coincidence?
537->386
538->52
657
IsKimHere()
539->657
664
Variable["seafort.deserter_perc_sansa_full"]
540->664
541->656
542->621
543
The Deserter: "The coast too -- before they piled their containers on top of it. Filled with broken, useless trash for fat fingered bourgeois children to play with..."
543->19
544
Kim Kitsuragi: The lieutenant gives you a quick sideways glance and nods to acknowledge...
544->670
545->87
546->773
548
IsKimHere()
547->548
549
!(IsKimHere())
547->549
548->422
549->171
550->130
552
Reaction Speed: He could say he was taking the fall for someone. Disoriented, tortured. It's useless in court without a motive, don't mess this up...
551->552
552->775
553->7610857
554->94
555->816
556->441
557->275
558
You: "No, I'm almost there! Just let me have a few more punches..."
558->280
559
IsKimHere()
560
IsKimHere()
559->560
561
!(IsKimHere())
559->561
639
Kim Kitsuragi: "Officer, a word..." The lieutenant wants to talk to you on the side, as you slap yourself furiously.
560->639
561->359
562->107
563->752
564->402
566
Variable["seafort.deserter_rhet_go_in_straight"]
565->566
567
!(Variable["seafort.deserter_rhet_go_in_straight"])
565->567
697
Rhetoric: What did *I* just tell you? Don't drop the ball now...
566->697
611
Variable["seafort.deserter_handeye_careful_and_steady"]
567->611
615
The Deserter: Nothing comes to you. Silence, his black eyes look at you.
568->615
569
Suggestion: And *why* did you think that was a good idea? Don't listen to me -- I'm wrong *all the time*.
569->649
570->411
571->751
572->98
574
Variable["plaza.tribunal_gardener_shot"]
573->574
575
!(Variable["plaza.tribunal_gardener_shot"])
573->575
709
The Deserter: "Like *fuck* you did. I watched it happen, you let those beasts rip right into them. You got that girl killed like it was *nothing*."
574->709
575->197
576->148
576->456
576->525
577->653
578
IsKimHere()
579
IsKimHere()
578->579
580
!(IsKimHere())
578->580
579->331
580->370
581->370
583
IsCunoInParty()
582->583
584
!(IsCunoInParty())
582->584
583->385
584->47
585
The Deserter: Nothing comes up -- yet the old man watches you stimulate thoughts by hitting yourself.
585->462
586
The Deserter: "With the *victim*..." He turns his sight from the whitening field of flowers and falls silent. Then the muscles in his jaw twitch, a spasm.
586->338
624
The Deserter: "Keep the *peace*? You call this peace? Every twenty seconds there's a gun shot. The war's still there, only we're *losing* it..." he almost chokes from his own voice.
587->624
588->209
589->315
590
The Deserter: "The Débardeurs' Union is a social democratic piss-stain, and the fat bourgeois pig who keeps it..." He shakes his head.
590->383
590->545
591
You: "...if it's part of the *shit* you see..."
735
IsKimHere()
591->735
592->30
594
CheckItem("gun_villiers") or CheckItem("gun_ruby")
593->594
595
!(CheckItem("gun_villiers") or CheckItem("gun_ruby"))
593->595
594->118
777
The Deserter: "It's a real gun," he points at the lieutenant's sidearm, "not like your musketeer pistols."
595->777
596
Cuno: The kid stares at you slack-jawed.
596->268
598
Variable["village.deserter_sees_shit"]
597->598
599
!(Variable["village.deserter_sees_shit"])
597->599
683
Half Light: Helps him see all the *shit*...
598->683
636
Cuno: "And if you don't like what you see..."
599->636
600
You: "Excuse us for a moment, Mr. Dros." [Leave.]
601
Variable["seafort.deserter_logic_maybells_not_asked"] == false and Variable["seafort.deserter_logic_footprints_not_asked"] == false and Variable["seafort.deserter_logic_gun_not_asked"] == false
602
Variable["seafort.deserter_logic_maybells_not_asked"] == false and Variable["seafort.deserter_logic_footprints_not_asked"] == false and Variable["seafort.deserter_logic_gun_not_asked"] == false
601->602
603
!(Variable["seafort.deserter_logic_maybells_not_asked"] == false and Variable["seafort.deserter_logic_footprints_not_asked"] == false and Variable["seafort.deserter_logic_gun_not_asked"] == false)
601->603
602->622
604
Logic: Tie up every loose end, now. There's no other chance.
603->604
604->123
606
IsKimHere()
605->606
607
!(IsKimHere())
605->607
606->10
607->187
608
The Deserter: No reply. His leg twitches.
608->329
609
You: "Nice and honest..."
609->328
748
Variable["seafort.deserter_drama_youre_in"]
610->748
612
Variable["seafort.deserter_handeye_careful_and_steady"]
611->612
613
!(Variable["seafort.deserter_handeye_careful_and_steady"])
611->613
788
Hand/Eye Coordination: Oh no, you were wrong. Don't listen to your *hands* for god's sake, you're too close...
612->788
613->528
614->112
646
Shivers: And in them -- a chill, like electricity running up your spine. Crawling into your skull:
615->646
616->247
617->247
618
Kim Kitsuragi: "You know what... You're right. I'm convinced this made the shot. Should we call it?" The lieutenant looks at the weapon demonstratively.
618->366
618->619
619->198
620->590
621->503
622->88
622->466
719
You: "He was a soldier too. He was a man."
622->719
807
The Deserter: "It was 200,000! 200,000 tops. Those numbers are *madness*," he hisses. "Millions, tens of millions have died after the Landing! In *your* hands..." he almost chokes from his own voice.
623->807
624->625
784
Variable["seafort.deserter_charge_counter"] >= 3
625->784
626->206
627->53
628->508
629->627
630
The Deserter: "Yes." He looks the lieutenant in the eye. "Think of it as a form of *critique*."
733
Conceptualization: He will *not* stop now, these dialectical materialist types never do. Exploit it.
630->733
631->733
632->511
633->351
822
The Deserter: "Yes." He looks the kid in the eye. "Think of it as a form of *critique*."
634->822
635->814
636->471
637->386
638
Jump to: [TIME_TO_CONFESS]
638->149
639->640
640->558
640->600
641->227
642->149
643->75
643->449
643->481
644->328
645->188
645->290
646->244
647->698
648->12
649->112
650->496
651->253
652->578
653->149
654
Kim Kitsuragi: He does not answer the provocation. It does not look like he thinks this approach worked.
654->261
655->543
656->149
658
IsKimHere()
657->658
659
!(IsKimHere())
657->659
658->340
659->504
660->23
662
IsKimHere()
661->662
663
!(IsKimHere())
661->663
662->162
663->341
768
You: "Show me the soles of your shoes please."
663->768
665
Variable["seafort.deserter_perc_sansa_full"]
664->665
666
!(Variable["seafort.deserter_perc_sansa_full"])
664->666
665->90
666->208
667
Suggestion: This pushed him, but not enough... just a little more...
667->123
668->378
669
Drama: Sire, he doesn't have to be wearing them *right now*.
669->127
670->627
671
Esprit de Corps: What are you doing, he's thinking. We almost got him here.
671->419
672
You: But this *did* nothing.
672->345
673->733
674
Suggestion: Start with when he first saw him? It will give him a chance to ramble.
674->428
675
Kim Kitsuragi: "...then you pull the trigger?"
675->630
676->175
677->69
678
Cuno: "Got nothing to say about that boomstick, huh? You chokin'? That's the stick that did it!"
678->98
679->295
680
IsCunoInParty()
681
IsCunoInParty()
680->681
682
!(IsCunoInParty())
680->682
681->596
682->210
683->636
684
Jump to: [COLLABORATION HUB]
684->131
685->149
686->324
687->281
688->227
689->640
690->638
691->206
692->31
694
Variable["seafort.deserter_who_are_you_hub_got"]
693->694
695
!(Variable["seafort.deserter_who_are_you_hub_got"])
693->695
694->452
695->608
696->240
697->528
699
IsKimHere()
698->699
700
!(IsKimHere())
698->700
699->13
700->190
702
Variable["seafort.deserter_sugg_get_personal"]
701->702
703
Variable["seafort.deserter_sugg_get_personal"]
702->703
704
!(Variable["seafort.deserter_sugg_get_personal"])
702->704
703->569
705
Variable["seafort.deserter_hl_for_the_kill"]
704->705
706
Variable["seafort.deserter_hl_for_the_kill"]
705->706
707
!(Variable["seafort.deserter_hl_for_the_kill"])
705->707
706->78
707->649
708->115
708->490
709->496
710
The Deserter: "Murder..." The old man does not say more -- he just glances into the reeds and then twitches once more...
710->793
711->4
712->410
713->262
714->461
715->537
716->417
717->625
718
Conceptualization: The whole world is a locked mechanism for him, all of history, with only one shaft of light that shone in 44 years ago.
718->380
719->161
721
Variable["auto.visited_pinball_workshop"]
720->721
722
!(Variable["auto.visited_pinball_workshop"])
720->722
721->342
722->621
723->621
725
IsKimHere()
724->725
726
!(IsKimHere())
724->726
727
Kim Kitsuragi: The lieutenant raises his brow.
725->727
726->680
727->671
728->627
729->588
730->92
730->211
730->509
730->672
731
You: Turn back to him.
730->731
731->62
732->730
734
Logic: You got him going. Connect every little piece now. Wrap this up like a gift...
733->734
734->674
736
IsKimHere()
735->736
737
!(IsKimHere())
735->737
736->675
737->437
753
Logic: So he's continued killing *after* hostilities ended. Okay, okay...
738->753
739
The Deserter: The old man nods.
739->321
740
Variable["seafort.deserter_logic_need_motive"]
741
Variable["seafort.deserter_logic_need_motive"]
740->741
742
!(Variable["seafort.deserter_logic_need_motive"])
740->742
741->513
743
You: Yeah, yeah, shush!
741->743
742->33
743->514
744->134
745->149
746->279
747
You: "Yes. You were in the Whirling-in-Rags. What were you doing there? Sneaking?"
747->523
749
Variable["seafort.deserter_drama_youre_in"]
748->749
750
!(Variable["seafort.deserter_drama_youre_in"])
748->750
749->234
750->480
751->144
752->753
753->39
754->189
754->238
754->609
755->710
756->301
758
IsKimHere()
757->758
759
!(IsKimHere())
757->759
758->83
759->305
760->45
761->507
763
Variable["seafort.deserter_logic_goddamn_may_bells"]
762->763
764
!(Variable["seafort.deserter_logic_goddamn_may_bells"])
762->764
763->413
763->460
764->637
765->205
765->802
766->418
767->91
768->467
769->149
771
IsKimHere()
770->771
772
!(IsKimHere())
770->772
771->544
772->433
773->730
774->730
775->73
776->71
777->295
779
IsKimHere()
778->779
780
!(IsKimHere())
778->780
779->74
780->355
782
Variable["seafort.deserter_logic_maybells_not_asked"] == false and Variable["seafort.deserter_logic_footprints_not_asked"] == false and Variable["seafort.deserter_logic_gun_not_asked"] == false
781->782
783
!(Variable["seafort.deserter_logic_maybells_not_asked"] == false and Variable["seafort.deserter_logic_footprints_not_asked"] == false and Variable["seafort.deserter_logic_gun_not_asked"] == false)
781->783
782->622
783->393
785
Variable["seafort.deserter_charge_counter"] >= 3
784->785
786
!(Variable["seafort.deserter_charge_counter"] >= 3)
784->786
785->718
786->477
787->117
788->528
790
IsCunoInParty()
789->790
791
!(IsCunoInParty())
789->791
790->678
791->530
792->618
804
Variable["seafort.deserter_charge_counter"] >= 3
793->804
794->497
795
You: "That's the murder weapon down. I've got more on you."
794->795
795->710
796->499
797->654
799
IsCunoInParty()
798->799
800
!(IsCunoInParty())
798->800
799->159
800->585
803
The Deserter: "*Klaasje*..."
801->803
802->586
803->160
805
Variable["seafort.deserter_charge_counter"] >= 3
804->805
806
!(Variable["seafort.deserter_charge_counter"] >= 3)
804->806
805->601
806->667
807->625
809
Variable["seafort.deserter_rc_drama_simpler_than"]
808->809
810
!(Variable["seafort.deserter_rc_drama_simpler_than"])
808->810
809->669
810->24
811->420
812->64
812->591
813->739
814->816
815->424
816->740
817->427
818->352
819->733
820->747
821->7610857
822->733
445
445
445->446
445->447