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ID	Character	Dialogue	Conditions	Links
0	None			1
1	None			4 3
2	You	"More specifically?"		77
3	The Deserter	"A tragicomedy..." He shakes to life. "Druggies, prostitutes and rentiers."		105
4	None			5 6
5	None		Variable["seafort.deserter_composure_white_succeeded"]	23
6	None		(Variable["seafort.deserter_composure_white_succeeded"]) == false	16
7	You	Animated? By what?		29
8	Empathy	Perhaps. But his seems more than that. The inner turmoil takes unexpected turns, as if forced on him in a way...		40
9	Electrochemistry	Is it some kind of substance damage? Like he's addicted to something -- not only the painkillers he's clearly on.		41
10	Composure	For a sixty-year-old man with stomach trouble -- who's spent his entire life alone on an uninhabited island -- he seems surprisingly fit.		11
11	You	That's it? (Squint at him.)		12
12	None			13 14
13	None		Variable["seafort.deserter_painthresh_drouamine"]	15
14	None		(Variable["seafort.deserter_painthresh_drouamine"]) == false	21
15	Composure	He's clearly a drug user of the painkillers sort, prone to erratic hand gestures -- and malnourished. But that's it. The moment passes and you say...		20
16	None			17 18
17	None		Variable["seafort.deserter_wc_health_failed_once"]	19
18	None		(Variable["seafort.deserter_wc_health_failed_once"]) == false	10
19	Composure	Aside from the rare erratic hand gesture, smacking his lips and despondently staring into the fire, you can only see that he is old.		20
20	None			External: (1315, 87)
21	Composure	He's prone to erratic hand gestures -- and clearly malnourished. But that's it. You can see no more by looking at his slouched frame. The moment passes and you say...		20
22	Composure	What strikes you about this gaunt man is not the stomach pain, or the cough, or the malnutrition. It's precisely what you could not see before. For a man who's spent 44 years hidden in the urban wild...		28
23	None			24 25
24	None		Variable["seafort.deserter_wc_health_failed_once"]	22
25	None		(Variable["seafort.deserter_wc_health_failed_once"]) == false	26
26	Composure	What strikes you about this gaunt man is not the stomach pain, or the cough, or the malnutrition. For a man who's spent 44 years hidden in the urban wild...		28
27	Composure	Indeed. He speaks fluidly, his movements are rapid, if erratic. His voice, despite the cough, is there. It is capable of expressing complicated ideas. Above all, he seems animated.		7
28	You	He is surprisingly okay.		27
29	Composure	It's a mystery. This animation comes at a cost too: erratic hand gestures, thought processes cut off like threads, as he just stares at the logs or the reeds. He also suffers mood swings, bubbling to the surface, unconstrained by his nervous system.		34
30	None			31 36 37 35 42 58 60
31	You	Dementia?		32
32	Composure	You've seen demented people before. This feels similar, yet different. When his thoughts move they are lucid, keen even -- not senile.		9
33	Electrochemistry	And also flashes of lust, simmering in there. Not too common in people his age.		30
34	Empathy	Great leaps of emotion: from anger to grief, despair...		33
35	You	"Mr. Dros, are you on some kind of a psychoactive substance?"	Variable["seafort.deserter_elchem_substances"] == true	39
36	You	Wouldn't a foul temper be a by-product of his life?	Variable["seafort.deserter_empathy_leaps_of_emotion"] == true	8
37	You	The lust. Wouldn't his glands have... stopped by now?	Variable["seafort.deserter_elchem_lusty"] == true	38
38	Electrochemistry	There is definitely something hormonal there. Whatever the condition he's suffering, there is a sexual element to it.		41
39	The Deserter	"No!" he snaps out of staring through you. "I won't be stuffed full of shit like the rest of this city."		43
40	Composure	In summary, you sense some underlying neurological disorder.		41
41	None			30
42	You	"How about pyrholidon?"	Variable["character.habit_pyrholidon"] == true and Variable["seafort.deserter_substances_branch"] == true	52
43	None			44 45
44	None		Variable["seafort.deserter_taking_drugs"]	46
45	None		(Variable["seafort.deserter_taking_drugs"]) == false	51
46	None			47 48
47	None		IsKimHere()	49
48	None		(IsKimHere()) == false	62
49	Kim Kitsuragi	"You said you take painkillers..." The lieutenant follows your lead.		50
50	The Deserter	"I take them to cope with pain. The people of this city use painkillers, because they have pain. Untreated illnesses, not enough money for a greedy doctor."		54
51	Composure	It's not a downer. Rather an upper, judging by his snaps.		61
52	The Deserter	"I don't know what that is..." He shakes his head.		71
53	Rhetoric	He is indeed very lucid at times..		51
54	None			55 56
55	None		IsTHCPresent("revacholian_nationhood") or IsTHCPresent("ultraliberal")	57
56	None		(IsTHCPresent("revacholian_nationhood") or IsTHCPresent("ultraliberal")) == false	53
57	Rhetoric	Are you sure about him being lucid? Maybe he's just affected by an extreme case of socialism.		51
58	You	"Are you on amphetamines?"	Variable["seafort.deserter_substances_branch"] == true	59
59	The Deserter	"Like some kind of decadent rock star?" He doesn't dignify it with more of an answer.		71
60	You	"Mr. Dros, are you okay? How is your memory?" (Finish the examination.)	Variable["seafort.deserter_asked_dementia"] == true	65
61	None			30
62	Reaction Speed	Didn't he say...		63 64
63	You	"You said you take painkillers..."		50
64	You	No matter.		51
65	The Deserter	He waves his hand, chasing something that's not there. "No I'm not okay, I shit blood and I'm surrounded by insane people..."		66
66	Composure	There it is again -- erratic hand motions. Bouts of rage. And the stomach thing too of course...		68
67	Electrochemistry	Could it be a symptom of overdosing on something? Something even you have not tried? Keep your eyes peeled.		72
68	None			69 70
69	None		Variable["seafort.deserter_elchem_substances"]	67
70	None		(Variable["seafort.deserter_elchem_substances"]) == false	72
71	None			30
72	None			External: (1315, 87)
73	The Deserter	"Imbeciles..." The old man in the dirty tracksuit trousers stares at you, panting from hatred. A gust of wind blows in from the sea, bending the reeds behind him...		75
74	You	"Yeah, wait. We have more serious things to discuss."		73
75	None			External: (1315, 87)
76	Conceptualization	The familiar put put put of hatred.		86
77	The Deserter	"Specifically, the whole city is a charnel house, stripped clean and draped in neon. But Martinaise..." he shakes his head in grave disgust, "Martinaise is the worst."		109
78	The Deserter	"Yes, the fly larva in his container. He let some nihilistic advertising yuppies erect a statue of Filippe III -- a syphilitic murderer -- on the town square. To spit on the working class."		80 81
79	The Deserter	"Not since the serfs of ancient Perikarnassis has History produced a more inert social class than the Martinaise proletariat. The rest of Revachol at least pretends to rebuild, these people still live in ruins..."		87
80	You	"Anything more?"		79
81	You	Let him finish, do not interrupt.		79
82	The Deserter	"The worst of them is the blood-drenched soucriant on her yacht, licking her lips. The old whore's gone now, her gun toting porcelain men are dead -- so, actually, no..."		85
83	You	"That all?"		82
84	You	Nod.		82
85	The Deserter	"The worst is that old cock parading around in his uniform, throwing balls all day. It's not enough that the racists and liberals are dancing on our graves! The old loyalist ghouls still parade the ruins too."		88
86	Half Light	Detest pushes the cobwebs out of his eyes, pushes the melancholy aside. He relishes it.		2 74
87	The Deserter	"In tents, like animals..." He points to the church. "Like those boom-boom-morons on the ice. A pity they didn't drown in that tent of theirs." He keeps shaking his head with sorrow for the sight he missed.		83 84
88	The Deserter	"Every morning he's there. While the parasites he fought to protect are off in Ozonne, or Croyant-Morain, or some other island they've built their palaces on. Feeding on drugs and having sex with their own children."		714 713
89	The Deserter	"That's all the rich really want -- sex with their own children. Throughout history -- even the royal bloodline of the Suzerain! -- it's all just an excuse for them to have sordid sex. At least that old cunt Frissel is now dead..."		103 90
90	You	Just nod.		91
91	The Deserter	"We did good when we pushed him under that horse car. If only... in the Thirties, those disco whores..." What follows is ominous mumbling. You cannot make out a single word.		92
92	Half Light	The disco whores are too much; hatred shuts down his brain's language centre, leaving only a nonsensical sputter.		723
93	None			94 95 96 97 365 98 99 634 100 101
94	You	"Disco... whores?"		695
95	You	"Hmmm... and the racist on the gates, pumped full of steroids?"	Variable["seafort.deserter_physinst_measurehead"]	115
96	You	"There was something about the statue on the roundabout -- and syphilis?"	Variable["seafort.deserter_concept_statue"]	689
97	You	"You mentioned the Union is social-democratic -- and Mr. Claire a farce of a social-democrat."		682
98	You	"The boom-boom-boom morons on the ice..."	Variable["seafort.deserter_savoir_boomboom_ice"] == true	161
99	You	"The blood-drenched soucriant on her boat -- what is a soucriant?"	Variable["seafort.deserter_reaction_soucriant_joyce"]	676
100	You	"By the 'cock parading in his colourful uniform,' you mean René?"	Variable["plaza.met_rene"] == true and Variable["seafort.deserter_did_not_tell_of_rene"] == false and Variable["XP.deserter_enemy_dead"] == false	592
101	You	"I'm glad we talked about this. Now..."		671
102	The Deserter	"Glad? It's all gone..." He stares into the dust at his feet. Grey and dirty spring grass all around.		220
103	You	"Mhm. Now -- I have some questions about this..."		104
104	The Deserter	"We did good when we pushed him under the horse car. Until, in the Thirties, those disco whores..." He breathes in, his breath heavy with hatred, you cannot make out a single word.		92
105	Composure	A strange little engine seems to fire up in him again. It straightens his back.		106
106	None			107 108
107	None		Variable["seafort.deserter_composure_hates"]	76
108	None		(Variable["seafort.deserter_composure_hates"]) == false	86
109	You	"How come?"		110
110	The Deserter	"Because of the racists. Everyone is a racist in Martinaise, it's their favourite thing to do in the whole world -- listening to race-themed radio shows. In the ruins, in their lorries." He points inland.		111
111	The Deserter	"Pumped full of steroids and Radio Revachol '92. Race this, race that... It's all sanctioned by that social democratic Union and the farce of a social democrat who runs it..."		112 113
112	You	"Mr. Claire?"		78
113	You	"Parody of a social democrat?"	Variable["tc.edgar_claire"] == false	78
114	The Deserter	"Whores..." is all he says. Even that word has to be pushed through his teeth with great force. The rage seethes too hard.		174
115	The Deserter	"Yes -- steroids. A racist on steroids."		121 122
116	None			148 135 118 119 120
117	The Deserter	"No," he answers for you. "The rich man's looking at real estate and fiddling his kids. Wading through the corpses..."		137
118	You	"You're right. I too am a level headed moral person, unaffected by Measurehead."		127
119	You	"I for one do have an opinion on Measurehead that people need to hear. And it's not positive."		139
120	You	"Did you notice that he is not..." (Point toward the general area of your face.)		128
121	You	"You mean Measurehead, right? What is your opinion on him?"		123
122	You	"Got it."		124
123	The Deserter	"What is my opinion? You think the rich man has an opinion on this idiocy? Is the rich man on the radio, telling you his opinion?"		117
124	The Deserter	"Steroids and radio shows..." His voice trails off into a despondent sputter. "Probably that Revachol 98AM that's irradiating the lumpen, it's the worst..."		125
125	None			93
126	None			93
127	The Deserter	"I find it strange that you keep bringing this up. You moralist types are eternally fascinated with these race topics. Helping the ruling class conduct their swindle."		134
128	The Deserter	"Old? An alcoholic?" With each word he squints a bit more. "Fascist?"		129 130
129	You	"Yes."		133
130	You	"No. I meant..." (Keep pointing to your face.) "Generally reddish and pink, like me."		131
131	The Deserter	"You're obsessed with your own features," he shakes his head, "because it's all you have left. The rich man took everything from you. Except your bottle."		132
132	The Deserter	"And he left you here -- gesturing at your swollen face. The rich man rules over you and over the world. And he laughs at your fidgeting." He stares into the dead embers.		141
133	The Deserter	"Not everyone is." He nods. "Most people are young and that. The rich man took everything from you, lumpenproletariat. Except your bottle..."		140
134	The Deserter	"The rich man doesn't care about complexion. He rules the world. And he laughs at your moral soliloquies." He stares into the dead embers.		141
135	You	"Then why was he there?"	Variable["seafort.deserter_rhet_opinion"] == true	136
136	The Deserter	"Scratching away at the race question... You Moralintern monkeys keep the conversation going on Channel 4, helping the rich man conduct his swindle with this inanity."		138
137	Rhetoric	Ha, yes, but he was there. Why was he there if you can't have an opinion?!		116
138	The Deserter	"You think the rich man cares about your little race games? He rules the whole world. And he laughs at your moral soliloquies." He stares into the dead embers.		141
139	The Deserter	"You moralist types are all cryptofascists, eternally fascinated with lurid race topics. Helping the ruling class conduct their swindle, keeping the inane conversation going on Channel 4."		134
140	The Deserter	"And your race garbage. You can keep that too, keep the conversation going for the rich man, on Channel 4, eroding working class solidarity." He stares into the dead embers.		141
141	Rhetoric	Now wait a moment. Let's get serious here.		142
142	None			143 144
143	None		Variable["seafort.deserter_rhet_lets_get_serious"]	146 147
144	None		(Variable["seafort.deserter_rhet_lets_get_serious"]) == false	145
145	None			93
146	You	"Let's get serious for a moment. This is the real world -- and in the real world it means something if your skin is a certain colour and you say things."		149
147	You	Yeah no. Enough of that, this isn't going anywhere.		157
148	You	"By the way, I have internalized his weltanschauung."	IsTHCFixed("advanced_race_theory")	150
149	The Deserter	"I've seen the real world. In '06. The flags unfolding. Young people marching, being kind to each other. They dreamt of a million years in the stars. This here..." He looks down at the ashes. "Is pale in waiting."		160 159
150	The Deserter	"Oh, I'm sure you have all internalized your fair share of racism at the RCM. You don't have to tell me. It shows. Can't stop talking about some kind of head-measuring man..."		152
151	None			116
152	None			153 154
153	None		IsKimHere()	155
154	None		(IsKimHere()) == false	698
155	Kim Kitsuragi	The lieutenant gives you a nod. Go on, he seems to say.		156
156	Suggestion	Keep talking about the head-measuring man. Politics yields information from this man, gets him spilling facts.		151
157	None			124
158	The Deserter	"The end." He nods. "The pale will swallow all of this. The water, the sky, the city. Soon. There is nothing to be serious about." He shakes his head. "We're all gone."		157
159	You	"Got it."		157
160	You	"Pale in waiting?"		158
161	The Deserter	"They're morons, duped by bourgeois culture. What more is there to say? I've seen their kind -- pop up, like worms after the rain." He makes an erratic gesture of annoyance.		369
162	None			163 164
163	None		Variable["seafort.deserter_joyce_time"]	170
164	None		(Variable["seafort.deserter_joyce_time"]) == false	166
165	The Deserter	"Your beloved Joyce Messier. A soucriant. A blood sucker. Women like her feed on the life energy of young working class men. And they let her."		731
166	The Deserter	"A soucriant, a blood-sucker, the rich whore on her boat."		167 168
167	You	"Oh, you mean Joyce."	Variable["pier.joyce_hub_reached"] == true	169
168	You	"Oh, you mean the company representative."	Variable["pier.joyce_hub_reached"] == false	169
169	The Deserter	He nods. "Women like her feed on the life energy of young working class men. And they let her...."		731
170	None			171 172
171	None		Variable["seafort.deserter_said_joyce_messier"]	165
172	None		(Variable["seafort.deserter_said_joyce_messier"]) == false	173
173	The Deserter	"Your beloved representative of the harbour company is a soucriant. I saw her. Women like her feed on the life energy of young working class men. And they let her."		731
174	None			175 176
175	None		Variable["XP.deserter_ages_ago"]	177
176	None		(Variable["XP.deserter_ages_ago"]) == false	126
177	Logic	He could be referring to Joyce in her youth. They must have listened to disco when they came here... but it's hard to say.		179
178	Endurance	Or maybe it's just his body and mind giving up on him, at last...		126
179	None			180 181
180	None		Variable["seafort.deserter_logic_young_joyce"]	178
181	None		(Variable["seafort.deserter_logic_young_joyce"]) == false	126
182	The Deserter	"Syphilis is a disease Filippe III contracted in a whore house," he fires quickly. "The statue is an abomination."		184 185
183	The Deserter	"The bacteria entered his brain and made him squander trillions on sparkling wine, cocainum, and monuments of himself. His son Filippe IV the Insane contracted syphilis in the womb..." he breathes in with a wheeze of hatred.		190
184	You	"Abomination?"		183
185	You	"Good. Now that that's settled..."		186
186	The Deserter	"Mhm," he sputters attentively.		197
187	The Deserter	"And he still went on to govern Revachol for twenty five years! We lost 2 million lives toppling that mode of government -- and those grotesque statues too, hundreds of them..."		188
188	You	"But it's still there."		189
189	The Deserter	"What a keen remark!" He sputters. "Yes it is, isn't it?! It's still there. Do you know why?"		191
190	Encyclopedia	That is technically possible, although Filippe III was not actually syphilitic, he was just mad.		187
191	None			192 195 196 193 194
192	You	"Because you forgot to take it down?"		198
193	You	"Because cynical advertising yuppies erected a deconstructed version of it."	Variable["jam.horseback_monument_bureau_restoration"] == true	222
194	You	"I don't know."		226
195	You	"Because the king is holy and his statues are indestructible."		221
196	You	Say: "Because the king is holy and his statues are indestructible." (But mean it ironically.)	Variable["jam.horseback_monument_bureau_restoration"] == true	225
197	None			93
198	The Deserter	"Forgot?!" he spreads his arms. "The Party had each of the 141 Filippian monuments detonated with plastic explosives. We were pedantic about carrying out the order. No..." He points toward the city.		199
199	The Deserter	"Some advertising cockroaches used their accumulated capital to erect a new, ironic version of it." He shakes his head in disgust: "Art is a bourgeois establishment. It's an affront to humanity."		201
200	None			211 210 212
201	None			202 203
202	None		Variable["tc.statue_was_shot"]	204
203	None		(Variable["tc.statue_was_shot"]) == false	227
204	Reaction Speed	Wait, the bullet hole in Filippe's heart! The statue had been shot -- that was him!		205
205	None			206 207
206	None		Variable["seafort.deserter_reaction_deserter_shot_statue"]	208
207	None		(Variable["seafort.deserter_reaction_deserter_shot_statue"]) == false	209
208	Visual Calculus	It had to be, he's already proven capable of taking a far more complicated shot from here.		227
209	Visual Calculus	The bullet hole in Filippe's heart... he'd been shot in the heart. By him?		227
210	You	"Actually, it was not de-constructed so much as captured in the moment of the explosion."	Variable["seafort.deserter_concept_something_is_off"] == true	214
211	You	"It was you. You shot the statue -- there was a bullet hole in his heart..."	Variable["seafort.deserter_reaction_deserter_shot_statue"] or Variable["seafort.deserter_viscal_deserter_shot_statue"]	282
212	You	"That's it for the statue then. Tell me, Mr. Dros..."		277
213	Conceptualization	Forget about that! Something much more noteworthy goes off in your brain! Could it not have been that...		270
214	The Deserter	"What are you talking about?" The ancient communard cocks his head.		215 231
215	You	"It's not a monument to Filippe III anymore -- it's a monument to the monument of Filippe III exploding."		216
216	The Deserter	"What is this madness?" A dim light comes on in his eyes...		235
217	You	"It's not madness. It's a monument to what you did. To your program of de-statuing Revachol."		218
218	The Deserter	"So you're saying it's... a communist monument now?"		239
219	You	"Yes, and furthermore -- the design bureau people are probably left wing too. They often are."	Variable["seafort.deserter_rhet_not_only"] == true	241
220	None			External: (1315, 87)
221	The Deserter	"The king was a congenitally deformed adulterer. The Party had his monuments detonated with plastic explosives. That one was especially destructible..." He points toward the city.		223
222	The Deserter	"That's right. Some advertising cockroaches erected a cynical, deconstruction of it. We tore it down with honest working class plastic explosives -- and there it is again..." He shakes his head in disgust.		224
223	The Deserter	"Until some advertising cockroaches used their accumulated capital to erect a new, ironic version of it." He shakes his head in disgust: "Art is a bourgeois establishment. It's an affront to humanity."		201
224	The Deserter	"Art is a bourgeois establishment. It's an affront to humanity. Every gallery should be bulldozed and the artists should all be given 30 years of hard labour in Yekokataa."		201
225	The Deserter	"No, cynical design cockroaches like you erected a new, ironic version of it. We tore it down with honest working class plastic explosives -- but there it is again, grinning..." He shakes his head in disgust.		224
226	The Deserter	"I do. Some advertising cockroaches used their accumulated capital to erect a new, ironic version of it. We tore it down with honest working class plastic explosives -- but there it is again, grinning..." He shakes his head in disgust.		224
227	None			228 229
228	None		Variable["seafort.deserter_viscal_deserter_shot_statue"] or Variable["seafort.deserter_viscal_complicated_shot"]	213
229	None		(Variable["seafort.deserter_viscal_deserter_shot_statue"] or Variable["seafort.deserter_viscal_complicated_shot"]) == false	230
230	Conceptualization	Wait! It suddenly strikes you... perhaps it was not as it seemed?		270
231	You	"Never mind."		232
232	The Deserter	"Delusional art bourgeois..." He waves you off.		233
233	None			200
234	Kim Kitsuragi	The lieutenant, too, has cocked his head and is looking at you with a strange expression.		217
235	None			236 237
236	None		IsKimHere()	234
237	None		(IsKimHere()) == false	217
238	You	"Yes."		242
239	Rhetoric	Not only.		238 219 240
240	You	"I don't know. Maybe it's too far fetched."		244
241	The Deserter	"We did always have the prettiest posters... Maybe you're right." His eyes fill with understanding. "That is how dialectics work. But understand this -- art is still a bourgeois institution."		243
242	The Deserter	"Maybe you're right..." His dark eyes fill with the sudden understanding. "That is how dialectics work. But understand this -- art is still a bourgeois institution."		243
243	The Deserter	He coughs, then adds, in a gravelly voice. "And they should all still be sent to Yekokataa."		245 246 252
244	The Deserter	"Of course it is. Delusional bourgeois musings. Everything is some kind of subversion on the way to the bank." He waves you off. "All artists -- on a train to Yekokataa."		245 246 252
245	You	"Of course. Straight to Yekokataa."		248
246	You	"I don't know about that. Could we not?"		264
247	The Deserter	"You know, you don't sound like a liberast anymore. Maybe I was wrong..." He measures you with his black eyes. "Maybe I will be escorted to prison by another Mazovian communist -- as I should."		255 256
248	None			249 250
249	None		Variable["seafort.deserter_i_am_also_communist"]	247
250	None		(Variable["seafort.deserter_i_am_also_communist"]) == false	265
251	The Deserter	"Yes, well..." the ancient communard sizes you both up, not sure what to think of it.		269
252	You	"Typical far left treachery, repressing your own people."	IsTHCPresent("communist") == false	253
253	The Deserter	"It is commonplace to relocate the workforce according to the needs of the land. All nations do it. It's called settlement." He shakes his head and mumbles: "Browbeating from the bourgeois art-fascist..."		291
254	The Deserter	He gives you an acknowledging little nod. "Straight to Yekokataa for this old revisionist. At last -- atonement for my sins: revisionism, reactionary ideation, desertion..."		258
255	You	"As you ought to. Communism style."		254
256	You	"You're wrong. I'm no communard. I'm a cop."		257
257	The Deserter	"For a middle class cop you're damn good at getting information out of an old revisionist deserter. Go ahead," he gives you an acknowledging little nod.		258
258	Suggestion	He still refuses to believe you subscribe to Mazovian socio-economics, but entertaining the thought has given him some measure of solace.		259
259	None			260 261
260	None		Variable["seafort.deserter_sugg_solace"]	262
261	None		(Variable["seafort.deserter_sugg_solace"]) == false	291
262	Esprit de Corps	Camaraderie even. For a second there he feels less alone -- but then the second passes.		291
263	None			200
264	The Deserter	"Don't be squeamish. It is commonplace to relocate the workforce as the need arises. All nations do it. It's called settlement." He shakes his head and mumbles: "Some kind of bourgeois art-fascist..."		291
265	None			266 267
266	None		IsKimHere()	268
267	None		(IsKimHere()) == false	251
268	Kim Kitsuragi	"Mhm," the lieutenant hums. "Straight to the open pit mine. Or cleaning up radiation in Severnaya Zemlja."		251
269	Suggestion	The smallest doubt takes root in him -- perhaps this cop is... no, it can't be. This has helped your standing in his eyes.		291
270	None			271 272
271	None		Variable["seafort.deserter_reaction_deserter_shot_statue"] or Variable["seafort.deserter_concept_something_is_off"] or Variable["seafort.deserter_viscal_deserter_shot_statue"] or Variable["seafort.deserter_viscal_complicated_shot"]	200
272	None		(Variable["seafort.deserter_reaction_deserter_shot_statue"] or Variable["seafort.deserter_concept_something_is_off"] or Variable["seafort.deserter_viscal_deserter_shot_statue"] or Variable["seafort.deserter_viscal_complicated_shot"]) == false	274
273	Inland Empire	You feel like you're forgetting something... never mind. It's not important. Push on!		288
274	None			275 276
275	None		Variable["tc.statue_was_shot"]	273
276	None		(Variable["tc.statue_was_shot"]) == false	288
277	The Deserter	"The fat Union-man let them put it there. Corrupt as he is. Probably got a fat check for it too, shared with the law..."		278
278	Authority	Accusations of corruption. Push them aside with a sharp change of topic, officer! Put the heat on him.		279
279	None			280 281
280	None		Variable["seafort.deserter_union_chat_done"]	289
281	None		(Variable["seafort.deserter_union_chat_done"]) == false	290
282	The Deserter	"I did." He nods. "A needless, sentimental gesture. I should have spared the bullet for a deformed monster of liberal capitalism. Shameful really..."		284
283	Kim Kitsuragi	"Yes. Shameful." The lieutenant takes a quick note. "So many others to punish over the years -- isn't that right, detective?" He turns to you.		287
284	None			285 286
285	None		IsKimHere()	283
286	None		(IsKimHere()) == false	287
287	None			200
288	None			93
289	None			93
290	Reaction Speed	Hmm... he keeps having opinions about the Union's leadership.		289
291	None			292 293
292	None		(Variable["seafort.deserter_reaction_deserter_shot_statue"] or Variable["seafort.deserter_viscal_deserter_shot_statue"]) and Variable["XP.connect_statue_bullets_to_deserter"] == false	294
293	None		((Variable["seafort.deserter_reaction_deserter_shot_statue"] or Variable["seafort.deserter_viscal_deserter_shot_statue"]) and Variable["XP.connect_statue_bullets_to_deserter"] == false) == false	263
294	None			93
295	The Deserter	"Another hideous disappointment..." He pokes at the ash: "Unions are the real enemy; the true enemy of the proletariat, placating the masses."		298
296	You	"Who's a disappointment -- Evrart Claire?"		297
297	The Deserter	"That deformed toad? I wouldn't expect him to wipe his own ass. I mean the brains of the operation. The smart one."		301
298	Rhetoric	Disappointment -- so personal. He displays a familiarity with the Union's top brass.		296 299
299	You	"Got it."		319
300	None			325 336 347 356 317
301	None			302 303
302	None		Variable["tc.edgar_claire"]	304
303	None		(Variable["tc.edgar_claire"]) == false	321
304	Reaction Speed	Edgar!		321
305	You	"You mean Edgar, Evrart's brother?"	Variable["seafort.deserter_reaction_edgar"]	308
306	You	"Doesn't Evrart run the Union?"		307
307	The Deserter	"That mobster toad couldn't run a shit-house. He has no political education. His twin, Edgar Claire, that one's been to one of those East Revachol Universities. He talks a big game about uprising and alienation and so on..."		322
308	The Deserter	The old man chortles with a nod. "He talks a big game about uprising and social base -- they must have sent the smart one to some University in Le Jardin where it's 'alienation' this and 'hegemony' that..."		322
309	You	"You've talked to Edgar?"	Variable["seafort.deserter_emp_sweet_talked"] == false	310
310	The Deserter	"First against the wall with him..." He's stopped poking at the ash now, just shakes his head.		312
311	Logic	Of course. Maybe the Claires asked him to...		348
312	None			313 314
313	None		IsKimHere()	315
314	None		(IsKimHere()) == false	324
315	Kim Kitsuragi	"The Claires wouldn't miss a man hidden in their own back yard -- not all this time. Nothing happens in Martinaise without them knowing."		311
316	You	"We're not the first people you've met from the city, are we?"	Variable["seafort.deserter_emp_sweet_talked"] == true	342
317	You	"Mr. Dros, did you kill the Krenel mercenary for the Claires? To incite a riot?" (Proceed.)		318
318	The Deserter	He shakes his head. "I'm not doing anything for that swine again."		351
319	The Deserter	"First against the wall with them," he sputters. "Keeping the mills running, collaborants, the whole lot. They should go before the owners..."		320
320	None			93
321	None			305 306
322	Suggestion	He's been sweet-talked by this Edgar. They must've met in person for such animosity to have developed.		323
323	None			316 309 344
324	Logic	The Claires know everything about Martinaise, of course they know him too! Maybe they asked him to...		348
325	You	"Have you approached them?"		326
326	The Deserter	"I haven't approached anyone! I've hid. It was Edgar who came to me."		331
327	You	"How did he know you were here?"		328
328	The Deserter	"He didn't just stumble in like an oaf," he nods to you. "He figured it out. Some kids told him about a monster on the island. I told you, he has brains." He points to the path leading to the tower.		329
329	The Deserter	"Stepped right off the boat and walked down where you came. I even kept the door open for him -- thought he was a man of the left. Wouldn't rat me out."		330
330	The Deserter	He shrugs. "I was right about one of those things."		338
331	None			332 333
332	None		IsKimHere()	334
333	None		(IsKimHere()) == false	327
334	Kim Kitsuragi	"How did he know you were here?"		328
335	Logic	That's around the time the Claires came to power.		346
336	You	"When was this?"	Variable["seafort.deserter_approach_branch"]	337
337	The Deserter	"Twenty years ago. Neither of them could walk now, could they? They were less fat then."		339
338	None			300
339	None			340 341
340	None		Variable["pier.joyce_intro_evrart_happened"]	335
341	None		(Variable["pier.joyce_intro_evrart_happened"]) == false	346
342	The Deserter	"You can't live alone..." He's stopped poking at the ash now, just shakes his head.		312
343	The Deserter	"First against the wall with them," he sputters. "First against the wall. For keeping the mills of capital going. They should go before the owners."		345
344	You	"Okay, got it."		343
345	None			93
346	None			300
347	You	"What did you talk about?"	Variable["seafort.deserter_approach_branch"]	349
348	Suggestion	Don't go straight for the kill, exhaust everything else first, soften him up...		300
349	The Deserter	"Edgar did the talking. Paid his respects, like I were a fossil in a uniform. Offered platitudes about the struggle, flaunted his pink degree. Even quoted Mazov."		350
350	The Deserter	"Never trust a social democrat who quotes Mazov..." he suddenly remembers: "Oh, and charity too. They love their charity -- offered me blankets and social housing. I still have the gas cooker he brought."		358
351	None			352 353
352	None		IsKimHere()	354
353	None		(IsKimHere()) == false	355 362
354	Kim Kitsuragi	"Again? What have you done for Edgar before?"		359
355	You	"Again? What have you done for him before?"		359
356	You	"And he let you be here?"	Variable["seafort.deserter_what_talked_branch"]	357
357	The Deserter	"Let me be here?" He looks around. "The ZoC is an unlawful successor of the Commune of Revachol. We took this fortification from the loyalists. Even the Claires understand this..."		360
358	None			300
359	The Deserter	"Tried teaching him some Mazovian socio-economics. They didn't stick. We parted ways." He coughs.		386
360	Rhetoric	They let him be here. 'Understanding' was a courtesy -- but why such a courtesy?		358
361	The Deserter	"First against the wall with them," he sputters. "First against the wall, for keeping the mills of capital. They should go before the owners..."		363
362	You	"Let's let this one slide."		361
363	None			93
364	Rhetoric	Okay, he didn't do the hanged man for them. But he's insinuating something.		385
365	You	What was the deal between him and Edgar?	Variable["tc.claire_predecessor_disappeared"] == true and Variable["seafort.deserter_did_something_for_claires_earlier"] == true	366
366	None			367 368
367	None		Variable["seafort.deserter_rc_logic_link_between_des_and_edgar"]	402
368	None		(Variable["seafort.deserter_rc_logic_link_between_des_and_edgar"]) == false	403
369	None			370 371
370	None		IsTHCPresent("hardcore_aesthetic")	467
371	None		(IsTHCPresent("hardcore_aesthetic")) == false	376
372	You	"Indeed. What more could there possibly be to say about those beats."		383
373	You	"Good, traditional Revacholian beats. Not moronic at all."		485
374	You	"Regressive beats." (Nod.) "The beats still have a long way to go."		482
375	You	"You know, those beats are actually quite progressive."		479
376	None			377 378
377	None		Variable["church.ravers_inside_church"] or Variable["church.andre_arrest_order_given"] or Variable["church.andre_told_to_leave"]	472
378	None		(Variable["church.ravers_inside_church"] or Variable["church.andre_arrest_order_given"] or Variable["church.andre_told_to_leave"]) == false	710
379	You	"Indeed." (Don't tell him.)		382
380	You	"I let them in the church. The boom-boom is now in the church."	Variable["church.ravers_inside_church"] == true	488
381	The Deserter	"I saw you." The old man nods. "Serves that pigsty right to have them in there. Ghoulish sarcophagus, the Ecclesiastes are all paedophiles..." His voice trails off into a gust of sea wind, he looks at the church on the coast.		384
382	The Deserter	"I've heard it on the radio too, that boom-boom. It's the same violent decadence all over again for the hundredth time... Misanthropy masquerading as culture."		384
383	The Deserter	"Beats..." The old man scoffs. "Violent bourgeois language. Even music is a form of homicidal competition. Saxophone blowing anti-communism..." His voice trails off into a gust of sea wind.		384
384	None			93
385	Drama	There is more here, you can feel it. He was not outright lying but almost...		363
386	None			387 388
387	None		Variable["tc.claire_predecessor_disappeared"]	364
388	None		(Variable["tc.claire_predecessor_disappeared"]) == false	389
389	Rhetoric	That is a euphemism.		390
390	Drama	There is more here, but you may not have the information to pry it loose from him...		391
391	None			392 393
392	None		Variable["seafort.deserter_drama_more_here"]	394
393	None		(Variable["seafort.deserter_drama_more_here"]) == false	395
394	Inland Empire	This has to be one of the mysteries you never got to solve...		401
395	Inland Empire	You have a feeling there was more here, but what? This has to be one of the mysteries you don't get to solve...		396
396	None			397 398
397	None		Variable["seafort.deserter_inland_unsolved_mysteries"]	399
398	None		(Variable["seafort.deserter_inland_unsolved_mysteries"]) == false	400
399	Logic	Nothing mysterious about missing one thing in a hundred. Dust yourself off and proceed.		400
400	None			93
401	Volition	Get over it, proceed!		400
402	Logic	The connection comes to you, like a splash of cold water. Dark, cold water...		404
403	Logic	Oh no, the connection doesn't come to you! On such a pivotal moment...		517
404	You	"Twenty years ago, when you met Edgar. The Claires didn't run the Union yet, did they?"		405
405	The Deserter	"Heh..." A sputter from the old man.		408
406	You	"Who did?"		407
407	The Deserter	"That bourgeois cow... Tiphaine Holly was her name." He narrows his eyes. "Licked the rich man's hand every time he came to town. Never seen a labour leader so hot on mutual cooperation..."		409
408	Logic	He acknowledges it. Here we go, a twist, behind the dark bend...		406
409	The Deserter	"And money -- she liked that too. That Holly was a real bridge-builder and a deal-maker..." His eyes glisten suddenly, with hatred.		410
410	Half Light	Bordering on sentimentality, it drips out of him. Tempered by something familiar to you. A familiar rage.		411 412
411	You	"She was also a woman, wasn't she? Like that Klaasje..."		413
412	You	"And then she just... disappeared."		420
413	The Deserter	"She was. And she was real soft on those money-men. Had a Barbara Muskova bag over her shoulder that she liked to bring to work..."		414
414	None			415 416
415	None		Variable["pier.electrochem_numb_twelve"] and Variable["tc.barbara_muskova_joyce"]	417
416	None		(Variable["pier.electrochem_numb_twelve"] and Variable["tc.barbara_muskova_joyce"]) == false	412
417	Encyclopedia	Barbara Muskova and Numb 12, Joyce Messier's choices...		418 412
418	You	"Women do like their Barbara Muskova and their Numb 12..."	Variable["seafort.deserter_ency_numb_muskova"]	419
419	The Deserter	"Mmmhm... She'd probably spray a tanker full of that shit on her. Of course, I never got close enough to smell it..."		412
420	The Deserter	"Called in they say -- on the eve of battle. Ran away. Vanished like a piss-stain..." He squints and smiles at the black logs.		439
421	None			422 423
422	None		IsKimHere()	424
423	None		(IsKimHere()) == false	440
424	Kim Kitsuragi	"Did she?" The lieutenant's voice is calm. "They say her daughter called in, not her personally. But that wasn't really her daughter, was it?"		425
425	The Deserter	"No, I guess it was not..." You could swear you see the embers glow again, under his eyes on the dust.		426
426	You	"Edgar had someone make the call -- why is that, Mr. Dros?"		441
427	The Deserter	"Because the cow caught a bullet in her right lung. Fell into the canal grasping her tit and drowned. Or bled -- hard to say. It was a sloppy job. On a moving target."		428
428	The Deserter	"She was going home, waddling. Dressed in yellow. Drunk like she often was. The ruins were black around her and she had a yellow leather bag under her arm. She tried to cross the canal."		429
429	The Deserter	"Heading home to Grand Couron or Betancourt... Some place like that. Where they build those new batiments for the people who flourish in the hell around her. And the ruins..."		451
430	You	"You shot her."		431
431	The Deserter	"Someone shot her," he shrugs. His eyes grow cold suddenly. "Or maybe the cow just fell. My memory is full of holes. All I know is..."		432
432	Half Light	Another, big spike of rage. Different from the one he has for her...		433
433	The Deserter	"Nothing changed. Not in the material base, not in the hegemony, there was no uprising. Just words... The Union fizzled, sogged. Nothing came of it. Nothing."		434
434	None			435 436
435	None		IsKimHere()	437
436	None		(IsKimHere()) == false	702
437	Kim Kitsuragi	"Edgar didn't keep his part of the deal."		438
438	The Deserter	"Heh..." A sputter again, nothing more.		456
439	Logic	No. That's not quite it, is it?		421
440	You	"But did she? They say it was her daughter who called in for her. That wasn't her daughter, was it?"		425
441	The Deserter	"She couldn't make the call herself."		443
442	You	"Why?"		445
443	Logic	Here it is. The bend in the river...		444
444	Electrochemistry	The truth!		442
445	The Deserter	"Because she was dead."		448
446	You	Say nothing.		449
447	You	"How come?"		427
448	Rhetoric	Just say nothing.		447 446
449	The Deserter	"The cow caught a bullet in her right lung, fell into the canal grasping her tit and drowned. Or bled -- hard to say. It was a sloppy job. And a moving target."		428
450	You	"It was you." (Make a motion, like shooting a rifle.)		452
451	Drama	Be abstract here. A bit of drama.		454 430 450
452	The Deserter	"Heh." He does not fall for it. "It was someone. Someone shot her," he shrugs. His eyes grow cold suddenly.		453
453	The Deserter	"Or maybe she just fell. I get these violent ideations.... My memory is filled with holes, especially the Thirties. All I know is..."		432
454	You	"You killed her?"		455
455	The Deserter	"Someone did," he shrugs. His eyes grow cold suddenly. "Or maybe the cow just fell. The past is blurry, all I know is..."		432
456	Kim Kitsuragi	"If you were to testify to this -- give the RCM something on Edgar -- you could walk." The lieutenant says in a voice even calmer, as if it were nothing at all.		457
457	Kim Kitsuragi	"We would strike everything you've done and process you as a POW. You were in a war. You were on assignment. We could even extradite you to the Samaran People's Republic."		458
458	The Deserter	"A degenerate workers' state? Goat shit? No, thank you. I'm Revacholian," he spits. "My days are short. I will rot away here -- in a Moralintern cell. I will not testify to anything." He coughs.		504
459	None			462 461 460 507
460	You	"But you did do it."		463
461	You	"You can tell me, here. It won't be that usable."	Variable["seafort.deserter_sugg_you_are_buddies"]	503
462	You	"We have ways to make you talk -- in that Moralintern cell."	Variable["seafort.deserter_hl_threaten_with_pain"]	506
463	The Deserter	"I saw it happen and I liked it. That's all I have to say. I didn't live and fight for forty years to end up as a collaborationist. I've heard it on Channel 8, 40AM, Radio Revachol Late Night..."		464
464	The Deserter	"Everyone is a blobber in this world. Everyone betrays everyone. They're all already locked up -- for betrayal. The best ones, the ones with heart, were slaughtered, trampled..." He looks to the city.		465
465	Empathy	The same old freezing hatred.		511
466	None			93
467	Conceptualization	Oh, there's plenty to say, hard-core man.		468
468	None			469 470
469	None		Variable["seafort.deserter_concept_hard_core"]	471
470	None		(Variable["seafort.deserter_concept_hard_core"]) == false	711
471	None			375 374 373 372
472	Rhetoric	What more is there to say? You've always got *something to say.		473
473	None			474 475
474	None		Variable["seafort.deserter_rhet_always_say_something"]	380 476 379
475	None		(Variable["seafort.deserter_rhet_always_say_something"]) == false	710
476	You	"It was I who cleared them from the ice."	Variable["church.andre_arrest_order_given"] or Variable["church.andre_told_to_leave"]	491
477	The Deserter	"I saw you." The old man nods. "I didn't think you'd be proud of it -- evicting mentally handicapped vagrants," he shrugs. "But that's property law for you. I wouldn't be surprised if a Frittte sprung up on the ice, tomorrow..."		384
478	Kim Kitsuragi	"I don't think now is the time for this, officer." The lieutenant tries to nip it...		499
479	None			480 481
480	None		IsKimHere()	495
481	None		(IsKimHere()) == false	383
482	None			483 484
483	None		IsKimHere()	496
484	None		(IsKimHere()) == false	383
485	None			486 487
486	None		IsKimHere()	497
487	None		(IsKimHere()) == false	383
488	None			489 490
489	None		IsKimHere()	494
490	None		(IsKimHere()) == false	381
491	None			492 493
492	None		IsKimHere()	478
493	None		(IsKimHere()) == false	477
494	Kim Kitsuragi	"I don't think now is the time for this, officer." The lieutenant tries to nip it..		498
495	Kim Kitsuragi	"I don't think now is the time for this, officer." The lieutenant tries to nip it...		500
496	Kim Kitsuragi	"I don't think now is the time for this, officer." The lieutenant tries to nip it...		501
497	Kim Kitsuragi	"I don't think now is the time for this, officer." The lieutenant tries to nip it...		502
498	Rhetoric	...to no avail!		381
499	Rhetoric	...to no avail!		477
500	Conceptualization	...to no avail!		383
501	Conceptualization	...to no avail!		383
502	Conceptualization	...to no avail!		383
503	The Deserter	"I haven't lived and fought for forty years to end up as a collaborationist. I've heard it -- on Channel 8, 40AM, Radio Revachol Late Night..."		464
504	Suggestion	C'mon. Just a little. You're buddies.		505
505	Half Light	Threaten with PAIN. All human beings respect pain. It's the truth.		459
506	The Deserter	"I didn't live and fight for forty years to end up as a collaborationist. I've heard it -- on Channel 8, 40AM and Radio Revachol Late Night..."		464
507	You	"Okay then. That's that." (Point to your head.) "But I know."		510
508	You	"Edgar didn't keep his part of the deal."		509
509	The Deserter	"Heh..." a sputter again. "Now that sounds like you want me to testify in your charade of law. My days are numbered. Let them rot away in a Moralintern cell -- I've said all I will." He coughs.		459
510	The Deserter	"All you know is I saw it happen -- and I liked it. I liked it a lot. Her plump body, bobbing up and down in that canal like a cork. That chick-yellow bag still on her, strangling her..." Cold black coals look at the canal, then at you -- blink.		465
511	None			512 513
512	None		IsKimHere()	514
513	None		(IsKimHere()) == false	515
514	Esprit de Corps	There is plenty here to work with once he's in custody -- and the lieutenant knows it. He gives you a little nod to proceed.		466
515	Authority	There is plenty here to work with once he's in custody -- proceed with a sure hand now!		466
516	Pain Threshold	Slap yourself in your head again, jump start it!		522
517	Authority	Dumbo, do something, you can't zone out now, this isn't doodle-loo dance time.		518
518	None			519 520
519	None		Variable["seafort.deserter_slapped_yourself_once"]	516
520	None		(Variable["seafort.deserter_slapped_yourself_once"]) == false	521
521	Pain Threshold	Slap yourself in your head, jump start it!		522
522	None			523 525 538 526
523	You	Wait. It was about him meeting Edgar, and a deal...		524
524	Logic	By god, we are on the edge! In the very end -- and you can't even remember what you're trying to connect, can you? While the murder suspect stares at you with contempt!		527
525	You	"Something with the Union boss..." (Punch yourself in the head.)	Variable["seafort.deserter_painth_slap_yourself"] == true	528
526	You	"Kim, what do you think? About this... you know..."	IsKimHere()	541
527	None			522
528	None			529 530
529	None		IsKimHere()	534
530	None		(IsKimHere()) == false	531
531	None			532 533
532	None		IsCunoInParty()	706
533	None		(IsCunoInParty()) == false	535
534	Kim Kitsuragi	"Officer!" The lieutenant watches you beat yourself in the head -- to make a connection in the murder case.		537
535	The Deserter	The communist watches you violently beat yourself in the head to make a connection in his case. It yields no revelations.		543
536	Kim Kitsuragi	"Mr. Dros, about this deal you made." He turns to him. "With Edgar. The death of the Krenel mercenary was only coincidentally beneficial to the Claires. But..." He leans closer.		539
537	Reaction Speed	He quickly realises what is happening.		536
538	You	"Something with the Union boss... the elections. The previous leader..."	Variable["seafort.deserter_painth_slap_yourself"] == false	542
539	Kim Kitsuragi	"What about the other people you've killed for them?"		540
540	The Deserter	"Other people?"		568
541	Kim Kitsuragi	"About this deal you made." The lieutenant immediately understands what is happening, and turns to the suspect.		565
542	The Deserter	"What?" He's beginning to sense it now. Something is off.		547
543	Pain Threshold	God dammit. Why are you so stupid? That's it -- we're aborting this mental failure. Back to questions.		715
544	Volition	Get a hold of yourself, this is just one little thing. You still have everything else! Go on, finish the interrogation!		553
545	Composure	You have to straighten your back and get back to it now. You're the last detective of the RCM here. Finish the interrogation, it doesn't matter if you forgot one thing.		550
546	None			522
547	None			548 549
548	None		IsKimHere()	567
549	None		(IsKimHere()) == false	726
550	None			551 552
551	None		Variable["seafort.deserter_comp_finish_interrogation"]	778
552	None		(Variable["seafort.deserter_comp_finish_interrogation"]) == false	544
553	None			554 555
554	None		Variable["seafort.deserter_vol_finish_interrogation"]	778
555	None		(Variable["seafort.deserter_vol_finish_interrogation"]) == false	556
556	Authority	There is no other officer on the scene, only you. You have to get a hold of yourself -- finish the interrogation.		562
557	Physical Instrument	Get your head back in the game. Everyone else is gone. It has to be you, finish the damn interrogation, forget this.		559
558	Volition	NOW!		778
559	None			560 561
560	None		Variable["seafort.deserter_physinst_finish_interrogation"]	558
561	None		(Variable["seafort.deserter_physinst_finish_interrogation"]) == false	778
562	None			563 564
563	None		Variable["seafort.deserter_auth_finish_interrogation"]	778
564	None		(Variable["seafort.deserter_auth_finish_interrogation"]) == false	557
565	Kim Kitsuragi	"With Edgar. The death of the Krenel mercenary was only coincidentally beneficial to the Claires. But..."		539
566	None			541
567	Esprit de Corps	To your right you see the lieutenant give you a quick sideways glance...		566
568	Kim Kitsuragi	"Like -- the previous forewoman of the Union."		773
569	The Deserter	He wags a finger at him: "I didn't fight forty years to end up an informant for the international regime. What happened happened."		574
570	You	"They promised political change. And they didn't deliver."	Variable["seafort.deserter_logic_disappointment"] == true	571
571	The Deserter	"Look who's up." He scoffs. "You're worse off than me."		572
572	Kim Kitsuragi	"We will have plenty of time to talk about this, Mr. Dros." He does not let him gloat. "When you're in pre-detention -- it takes years in pre-detention."		573
573	The Deserter	"Go ahead." The straggler closes his gap toothed smiled. "I've been in solitary confinement my whole life."		584
574	Perception (Sight)	Still dumb, your eyes are transfixed on his digit. It's yellow with nicotine...		575
575	Logic	Before, when you asked him about the Union he said it was a disappointment. They promised him something. Political.		707
576	None			570 578 581 585
577	Authority	You are THE LAW. He must divulge the information!		576
578	You	"Kim, we're not solving this part. What do we do?"		580
579	Kim Kitsuragi	"We will have plenty of time to talk about this later, Mr. Dros." The lieutenant does not let him gloat. "When you're in pre-detention -- it can take years in pre-detention."		573
580	The Deserter	"Look who's up!" He grins at you. "From the drunken stupor. This one's worse for wear than me... emotionally frayed. Life is hard for us human beings in deregulation hell, isn't it?"		579
581	You	"You fucking killed the previous foreman. I know it."	Variable["seafort.deserter_auth_divulge_info_to_law"] == true	582
582	The Deserter	"Look who's up!" he grins at you. "From the drunken stupor. This one's worse for wear than me... and so emotional. Life is hard for us human beings in deregulation hell, isn't it?"		579
583	None			93
584	Volition	Ease off it. This was not an unmitigated disaster. The lieutenant mitigated it. Just proceed, calmly...		583
585	You	That's it? I've gotta say that? There are no other thoughts in my head?	Variable["seafort.deserter_auth_divulge_info_to_law"] == false and Variable["seafort.deserter_logic_disappointment"] == false	586
586	None			587 588
587	None		Variable["seafort.deserter_perc_fingernails"]	589
588	None		(Variable["seafort.deserter_perc_fingernails"]) == false	590
589	Perception (Sight)	You could say he has dirty fingernails, but that's just a fact, it's not going to do anything.		591
590	Logic	That's, regrettably, all you've got, yes.		591
591	None			576
592	The Deserter	"Every fucking morning, for thirty-four years..." He grinds his teeth in rage. "Throwing that ball. One ball against the other... I've always loathed that game. That is not a working class game. I don't care what they say on Radio June."		593
593	The Deserter	"Royalist ghouls play it like it was life itself! Click-clack," he makes the sound of balls connecting, "across the water each day. And that uniform, like a parrot's plumage! I won't even mention that he's a traitor to his race. A pétanque maniac race traitor."		601 603 602
594	The Deserter	"I remember him..." He points to his black eye. "I remember him from La Noce -- not him personally, his make and model. There were tens of thousands of them. I thought we took them all out before the liberals came to their rescue. We missed one..."		595
595	The Deserter	With his shaky finger he points to the city, toward the crater near the plaza where a lonely pine tree stands. "That one."		597
596	Perception (Sight)	There doesn't seem to be a single person under the pine today...		610
597	None			598 599
598	None		Variable["plaza.rene_know_dead"]	600
599	None		(Variable["plaza.rene_know_dead"]) == false	596
600	Perception (Sight)	There doesn't seem to be a single person under the pine today. Not even Gaston, alone.		610
601	You	Just nod.		594
602	You	"Whoa-whoa. Let's back off before you get too agitated."		606
603	You	"Now I don't know about..."		594
604	You	"There's no one there..."		615
605	You	"Let's definitely back off now. Calm down."		607
606	The Deserter	"What is there to be agitated about? The unholy ghoul?!" His hand trembles with rage. "I love him there. He reminds me of everything we fought for. At least we killed that Frissel and his kingsmen..." He's overtaken by a coughing fit.		608
607	The Deserter	"Calm down? I'm not angry..." His hand still trembles. "I adore him. He reminds me of everything we fought for. At least we killed that Frissel and his kingsmen..." He's overtaken by a coughing fit.		712
608	None			93
609	The Deserter	"Fat and plump. Like a pheasant, just begging to be popped off...." A grin stretches across his face and he whispers: "Please, Mr. Dros. Shoot me."		616
610	None			611 612
611	None		Variable["seafort.deserter_perc_no_pine"]	604 613
612	None		(Variable["seafort.deserter_perc_no_pine"]) == false	609
613	You	Just nod.		609
614	The Deserter	The smile lingers. "Not yet. I like to look at him strut around, place the cross-hair on his medals. Right on his face, and just... fiddle the trigger. Think about it. Let the bon-bon melt in my mouth..."		618
615	The Deserter	"Fat and plump, like a pheasant..." He does not hear you. "Just begging to be popped off." A grin stretches across his face and he says very softly: "Please, Mr. Dros. Shoot me."		616
616	Half Light	He whispers with such predatory hunger it borders on longing.		617 605
617	You	"You'd like to kill him?"		614
618	Electrochemistry	A treat. Better served for later... he's a pleasure delayer.		619
619	None			620 621
620	None		Variable["seafort.deserter_elchem_a_treat"]	622 624
621	None		(Variable["seafort.deserter_elchem_a_treat"]) == false	627
622	You	"Save the treat for later?"		625
623	Kim Kitsuragi	"Save the treat for later?" the lieutenant asks cheerfully.		625
624	You	Nod.		630
625	The Deserter	"He is a juicy bon-bon, that one. A real treat. For the black day -- the blackest. When I put that gun in my own mouth. I think: no, don't waste it. Put this lead in that cock René. For the boys he killed -- and then I look at him throw those balls and I suddenly feel..." He lets out a wistful sigh.		626
626	The Deserter	"Better. I even hid one bullet so I'd always have one. For him..." The lines on his face straighten as he looks inland. "Haven't seen him there lately... must be down with arthritis. Old cunt..."		650
627	None			628 629
628	None		IsKimHere()	623
629	None		(IsKimHere()) == false	734
630	The Deserter	"He is a juicy bon-bon, that one. A real treat. For the black day -- the blackest. When I put that gun in my own mouth. I think: no, don't waste it. Put this lead in that cock René. For the boys he killed -- and then I look at him throw those balls and I suddenly feel..." He lets out a wistful sigh.		626
631	The Deserter	The communard shakes his head, almost salivating. "A real treat. For the black day -- the blackest day," he says, still smiling. "When I put the gun in my own mouth, I always think: No. Put this lead in that cock René. And I go to look at him throw those balls. And I suddenly feel..." He breathes out.		626
632	None			638 639 640
633	Suggestion	Hearing it may destabilize him -- you sure you've gotten everything from him?		632
634	You	"You know, about that René..."	Variable["seafort.deserter_did_not_tell_of_rene"] == true and Variable["XP.deserter_enemy_dead"] == false	635
635	The Deserter	"Yes, where is he?" he tenses up. "I hope he doesn't have debilitating arthritis. Or kidney stones. He can still come out to play with balls and get shot in the head, right?"		636
636	Empathy	Oh my, god, he's even worried for him.		637
637	None			632
638	You	"René is dead. He died of old age, a couple of days ago."	Variable["plaza.rene_know_dead"]	654
639	You	"Bad arthritis, yes. He's not playing this week." (Lie.)		642
640	You	"Anyway. Tell me something else, Mr. Dros..."		641
641	The Deserter	"Heh, yes, of course..." He mutters to himself. "Must be passing a kidney stone. I hope it's excruciating. At least it keeps him from throwing his balls..."		644
642	The Deserter	"Heh, yes of course." He seems to relax a bit. "I hope it hurts like hell, I hope he sweats blood. Must be torture -- not to be throwing his balls for a whole week..."		644
643	Empathy	He was worried for him.		649
644	None			645 646
645	None		Variable["seafort.deserter_emp_worried_reentry"]	643
646	None		(Variable["seafort.deserter_emp_worried_reentry"]) == false	647
647	Empathy	He seems relieved. Could he have been worried for him?		649
648	Esprit de Corps	They are veterans of the same war. Somewhere west, in Coal City his enemy is lying in a dark room, on a metal slider. In L'Ossuaire Municipal, like he will too. Soon. Half of the war between these men is over.		751
649	Suggestion	He reminds him of himself. The same hatred. The same... you try to think of another thing -- but no, it's just the hatred.		648
650	None			651 652
651	None		Variable["plaza.rene_know_dead"]	633
652	None		(Variable["plaza.rene_know_dead"]) == false	738
653	The Deserter	The old communist looks at you, his blackberry eyes shaking -- in disbelief. "I waited too long... I waited too long and now he's dead."		754
654	The Deserter	"No..."		655 656
655	You	"Yes."		653
656	You	"Just kidding..."		657
657	The Deserter	"No you're not! He wouldn't go away for so long..." The old communard looks at you -- his blackberry eyes shaking in disbelief. "I waited too long... I waited too long and now he's dead."		754
658	You	"Are you okay Mr. Dros? To go on?"		659
659	The Deserter	"You think I haven't seen people die? It's all I've seen them do. Fuck and die -- all the other plans we had. To love. To colonize the pale. It's all fucked..."		660
660	Volition	He's not okay. This is just another black day, in a row of black days -- something strange is keeping him together, making him endure...		661
661	None			662 663
662	None		Variable["seafort.deserter_vol_row_of_black_days"]	664
663	None		(Variable["seafort.deserter_vol_row_of_black_days"]) == false	670
664	Conceptualization	...an idea. Told to him by grown ups, from radio towers and leaflets, in beautiful print when he was still a teenager: everything is possible. If we fight.		666
665	None			93
666	None			667 668
667	None		Variable["seafort.deserter_concept_for_an_idea"]	669
668	None		(Variable["seafort.deserter_concept_for_an_idea"]) == false	665
669	Pain Threshold	And then he lost. So did they all.		665
670	Empathy	It doesn't look like he is. Okay.		665
671	None			672 673
672	None		Variable["seafort.deserter_told_rene_is_dead"]	674
673	None		(Variable["seafort.deserter_told_rene_is_dead"]) == false	102
674	The Deserter	"Glad we talked about what?" Another erratic gesture. He's trembling...		220
675	The Deserter	"Who fucking cares?" It does not seem to strike a fire in him anymore...		679
676	None			677 678
677	None		Variable["seafort.deserter_told_rene_is_dead"]	675
678	None		(Variable["seafort.deserter_told_rene_is_dead"]) == false	162
679	None			93
680	The Deserter	"I don't want to talk about god damn social democrats. Traitors is all they are. Brain dead..." He waves his arm, agitated and despondent at the same time.		685
681	None			93
682	None			683 684
683	None		Variable["seafort.deserter_told_rene_is_dead"]	680
684	None		(Variable["seafort.deserter_told_rene_is_dead"]) == false	295
685	Empathy	René still presses on his mind.		681
686	None			93
687	Half Light	The flame of anger dulls in him. He tires of it, all of it...		686
688	The Deserter	"Frissel the First, Filippe the Second, what's the difference? Syphilitic murderers the lot. I don't want to think about those things anymore. I'm tired of all of it!"		687
689	None			690 691
690	None		Variable["seafort.deserter_told_rene_is_dead"]	688
691	None		(Variable["seafort.deserter_told_rene_is_dead"]) == false	182
692	None			93
693	Suggestion	René must have been quite a loss for him. Maybe you could still get him to talk about things that don't require as much rage... because it's not there anymore.		692
694	The Deserter	"I don't even care about those whores anymore..." He stares despondently into the reeds. "Get it over with. Take me in."		693
695	None			696 697
696	None		Variable["seafort.deserter_told_rene_is_dead"]	694
697	None		(Variable["seafort.deserter_told_rene_is_dead"]) == false	114
698	None			699 700
699	None		IsCunoInParty()	701
700	None		(IsCunoInParty()) == false	151
701	Cuno	Cuno squints into the distance, confused. "Walterschlong?" he whispers to himself.		151
702	None			703 704
703	None		IsCunoInParty()	705
704	None		(IsCunoInParty()) == false	508
705	Cuno	"Slippery fuck didn't keep his word..." The kid's been listening, mouth agape.		509
706	Cuno	The kid watches you violently beat yourself in the head -- in order to make a connection in the murder case.		730
707	None			708 709
708	None		Variable["seafort.deserter_logic_disappointment"]	576
709	None		(Variable["seafort.deserter_logic_disappointment"]) == false	577
710	None			93
711	None			93
712	None			93
713	You	"Okay then."		89
714	You	Say nothing.		89
715	None			93
716	Physical Instrument	What was that about steroids? It piqued your interest...		717
717	Conceptualization	There was something about a statue, and nihilistic advertising agency people? Might be worth investigating...		718
718	Reaction Speed	And the soucriant, on her yacht -- Joyce? Probably...		720
719	Savoir Faire	Boom-boom morons on thin ice, going under -- those are the tent kids!		774
720	None			721 722
721	None		Variable["ice.andre_greeting_done"] or Variable["ice.acele_greet_hub_reached"]	719
722	None		(Variable["ice.andre_greeting_done"] or Variable["ice.acele_greet_hub_reached"]) == false	774
723	None			724 725
724	None		Variable["gates.mhead_introhub_reached"]	716
725	None		(Variable["gates.mhead_introhub_reached"]) == false	717
726	None			727 728
727	None		IsCunoInParty()	729
728	None		(IsCunoInParty()) == false	545
729	Cuno	"Yo, Cuno doesn't understand what's goin' on here. Get a hold of it, detective Dick, let's move on, okay?"		545
730	None			729
731	The Deserter	"I can't believe the inert lumpen out there. They just let her drive her little boat like that. No violence, not even a robbery. The working class has lost their appetite for justice..." His voice trails off in disappointment.		733
732	None			93
733	Hand/Eye Coordination	If only he had the ammunition.		732
734	None			735 736
735	None		IsCunoInParty()	737
736	None		(IsCunoInParty()) == false	631
737	Cuno	"Sometimes Cuno likes to look at the baggie before he does it. Just look at that fat baggie..."		630
738	Empathy	Momentarily he's worried for him. He reminds him of himself. The same hatred. The same... you try to think of another thing -- but no, it's just the hatred.		739
739	Esprit de Corps	They are veterans of the same war. Somewhere west, in Coal City his enemy is lying in a dark room, on a metal slider, not breathing. Like he will too. Soon. Half of the war between these men is over.		741
740	Esprit de Corps	With an agitated gait Satellite-Officer Jean-Heron Vicquemare paces the jetty, 22 kilometres East -- in Martinaise: "What could he possibly be doing there for so long," he says.		745
741	None			742 743
742	None		Variable["seafort.deserter_esprit_funeral"]	740
743	None		(Variable["seafort.deserter_esprit_funeral"]) == false	744
744	None			93
745	Esprit de Corps	"Policework?" Patrol Officer Judit Minot replies, with a tinge of hope in her voice. A tinge of warmth too, against the cold air rising from the water...		746
746	Rhetoric	He's drunk, she thinks. And we all know it. Still, she's just trying to see it in a generous light...		744
747	Rhetoric	He's drunk, she thinks. And we all know it. Still, she's just trying to see it in a generous light...		749
748	Esprit de Corps	With an agitated gait Satellite-Officer Jean-Heron Vicquemare paces the jetty, 22 kilometres East -- in Martinaise: "What could he possibly be doing there for so long," he says.		750
749	None			93
750	Esprit de Corps	"Policework?" Patrol Officer Judit Minot replies, with a tinge of hope in her voice. A tinge of warmth too, against the cold air rising from the water...		747
751	None			752 753
752	None		Variable["seafort.deserter_esprit_funeral"]	748
753	None		(Variable["seafort.deserter_esprit_funeral"]) == false	749
754	None			755 756
755	None		IsKimHere()	757
756	None		(IsKimHere()) == false	759
757	Kim Kitsuragi	"I'm sorry, Mr. Dros," the lieutenant says, softly. "I understand you knew him for a long time."		758
758	The Deserter	"They're all dead now." He just shakes his head. "Fuck it..."		759
759	Logic	If he really wanted to kill him so bad, he would have done. There must have been a thousand black days on these islands, his health ailing.		765
760	You	"I'm sorry."		771
761	You	"You had a thousand chances to kill him."	Variable["seafort.deserter_logic_many_black_days"] == true	762
762	The Deserter	"And I blew them all. What does it matter now? He's gone. Ancient dust."		767
763	The Deserter	A little flash of anger. "All human beings care about each other. I cared for... seeing his head explode. And now... god damn this world."		767
764	You	"You cared about him?"		763
765	None			761 764 760 658
766	Empathy	He reminded him of himself. The same hatred. The same... You try to think of something else, but no, it's just hatred.		770
767	None			768 769
768	None		Variable["seafort.deserter_sugg_hatred_or_hatred"]	770
769	None		(Variable["seafort.deserter_sugg_hatred_or_hatred"]) == false	766
770	None			765
771	The Deserter	"Fuck you..." the old communard says -- staring at the ground -- seemingly to the island you're on.		770
772	The Deserter	His lip curls into a sneer at the memory.		93
773	Logic	That's it! That's what you weren't connecting yourself...		569
774	None			775 776
775	None		Variable["plaza.met_rene"]	777
776	None		(Variable["plaza.met_rene"]) == false	93
777	Volition	Ask about that 'cock on parade' too. Make sure you get everything here.		93
778	None			93

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