[ well. let's say they're both doing their laundry. or were doing their laundry, i guess, and had their jackets up to dry near each other? anyway, rex runs over and doesn't really look, just grabbing for the distinct red-orange of his jacket and pulling it on, only to pause and give it a onceover, both in appearance and feeling. ]
Huh? What gives?! I can't be this bad at doing old-timey laundry!
Just like yours? No. [He shakes his head.] That is an aerostatic pilot jacket, worn by air brigade pilots during the Revolution. There are very few like it left in the world.
[Kim is normally not very expressive, but it's not too hard to detect some... pride, maybe? That is his cool jacket.]
Huh. [ Rex moves his arms around in it a bit more before he pulls it off. ] Feels weird.
And that [ he points to the jacket in Kim's hands ] is my jacket, worn by me for as long as I can remember! If there's any others like it, I haven't seen 'em!
Yup, that's me! The one and only. [ Rex pulls his own jacket back on. it's. too small on him, honestly. the sleeves end above his wrist, and the bottom of it hits at the waist. it looks like it shrank in the wash, if not for the fact that the laundry here isn't Powerful enough to do that. ]
And...you're the Kitsuragi guy, right? Our resident forensic scientist or whatever?
A detective, huh? Sounds like you're a lot more use than Mr. Lawboy van "I'm gonna tell everyone else what to do because I can't do any of it myself" Zieks.
Providence. [ He says it with a tone of pride and self-evidence, like that's enough to be impressive on its own, before he remembers that no one here knows what it is. ]
We're basically your global save the world type guys for any kind of out-of-control EVO emergency. [ ...wait he doesn't know what an EVO is either ] Those are mutated monsters, by the way.
[Well, Kim's managed to find the houses and unload the big stupid emblem he had to carry back, and now he's just... kind of looking around at their surroundings. He's calm as always, but he's clearly disoriented at the whole thing. Cecile's also here, perched on his shoulder as a great skua.
When he sees Rex, he'll turn to face him, honing in on one of the few familiar things that can be found here.]
[He puts his hands in his pockets, as if taking stock of what's there.]
I understand you've been helping with this bomb we've heard so much about...? Anything you can tell me about that, now that we're not restricted in what we can say?
...I did build an extra electrical panel into it, though. Since I got my power to control technology last week. I don't know what exactly I can manage, but I want to see if I can reprogram it. Find a way to target our Big Bad Angels without sacrificing the Watchers for it.
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w1, thursday
Huh? What gives?! I can't be this bad at doing old-timey laundry!
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I believe you have my jacket.
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Why the heck do you have a jacket just like mine?
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[Kim is normally not very expressive, but it's not too hard to detect some... pride, maybe? That is his cool jacket.]
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And that [ he points to the jacket in Kim's hands ] is my jacket, worn by me for as long as I can remember! If there's any others like it, I haven't seen 'em!
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[He holds it out.]
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[ shrugs off Kim's jacket to offer it back as well, taking his own jacket back with his other arm ]
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[He takes it and slips it on. He runs his hands over the nylon to ensure that everything is clean and in proper repair.]
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And...you're the Kitsuragi guy, right? Our resident forensic scientist or whatever?
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I'm not really a scientist. Or a doctor.
[He throws that in, because he's had to remind people a few times already.]
I'm a detective. In the RCM, detectives are trained to handle the full task chain when investigating suspicious deaths... that's all.
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What's the RCM?
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The Revachol Citizens Militia. The police force in the City of Revachol.
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I'm in plainclothes. So long as it's not something ridiculous, and we have these stitched on, it's allowed.
[He gestures at the white rectangle on his sleeve. A similar one is on his back.]
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[ hence, his own cool jacket ]
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We're basically your global save the world type guys for any kind of out-of-control EVO emergency. [ ...wait he doesn't know what an EVO is either ] Those are mutated monsters, by the way.
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[He studies Rex, as if assessing whether he resembles some pre-existing image of what a "monster fighter" might look like. (He doesn't.)]
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w3, monday
So...come here often?
Or, uh, you know, someplace like it, I guess.
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I'm not a regular churchgoer, no. Just taking a look. Yourself?
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...How does this place compare to the churches you've got back home, then?
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Dolorian churches? It's hard to describe -- I'm not really an architecture guy.
The last church I was in got converted into a dance club, though, so... that was different.
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...is Dolorian the religion where you're from?
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[Kim's wrong. It actually looks totally sick.]
But yes. Dolorianism, named for Dolores Dei, the author of the modern age and, as some would say, the mother of humanism.
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Sounds more like a religion based on that one time travel movie from like the 80s.
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Haven't seen that one, whatever it is.
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Unfortunately, time traveling cars don't feature in modern Dolorianism. One of the major flaws of the philosophy, I know.
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Week 7, Friday
When he sees Rex, he'll turn to face him, honing in on one of the few familiar things that can be found here.]
So... this is where you've all been?
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Yyyyyyup. This is after we've spruced it up for you guys, though.
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[He looks around, definitely wondering what it looked like before getting "spruced up."]
It's... busier than I expected. [All these non-playable dedas.]
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We brought a few things that are... pretty important.
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[He puts his hands in his pockets, as if taking stock of what's there.]
I understand you've been helping with this bomb we've heard so much about...? Anything you can tell me about that, now that we're not restricted in what we can say?
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[From one of those pockets, he pulls out... a little device, small enough to fit in his palm, and vaguely tube-like in shape.]
I presume we're still going ahead with the plan to deploy it.
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...I did build an extra electrical panel into it, though. Since I got my power to control technology last week. I don't know what exactly I can manage, but I want to see if I can reprogram it. Find a way to target our Big Bad Angels without sacrificing the Watchers for it.
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[His tone tends to be deadpan, but there's some sincerity there. That's some cool shit, Rex.]
I'm glad we're in agreement about what we don't want to do, then...
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Yeah, well. I know people are attached to them. And we're all tired of people dying.
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[Do they just end up... here still??]
But I'd rather we just not.
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