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SERGEANT NPC CONTACT
The Lodge is located on the hills near the town, large and strange. It contrasts a lot when compared to the rest of the town -- its gray and white walls are quite the change from the vibrant and colorful Cartesio, the plants and bushes that are planted on the lower levels of the Lodge only make the contrast more obvious. There are many windows, but no matter how much you look you don't see anyone passing behind them. If you didn't know better you'd think it was completely empty.
But it isn't empty. The Sergeant is there.
You won't get too far into the Lodge before you encounter the Sergeant. There he is in the lobby, standing in front of a door that leads deeper into the building. No matter at what time you come or what you do, he'll always be there, reading self-help books, or with a mirror, practicing his next speech/confrontation. When he's not facing all of you at once, he seems to be easier to talk with.
Want to bother him?
Monday, week 4
Perhaps worse than that, she legitimately thinks she did a good job.]
I brought something special today. There's a whole country that made this "Kinoyaki" their signature dish. It was hard to remember exactly how I made it the first time, but I think I got it about right.
[Oh good she improvised even more this time.]
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Kinoyaki? Never heard of it before. Is it...named in your honor?
[Kind of sounds strange, that name]
What does this have?
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That's right. The people asked me to cook for them so they could try cuisine from another culture, so they named it after me.
As for the ingredients... chicken, chili peppers, cayenne pepper, ginger, basil, peppermint, cumin- oh, actually, there was one new ingredient.
I found something called "ghost chili," so I thought I'd add that in for a little more "impact."
[KINO.]
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[Oh. Oh, man. This can't be good. He can't reject this because...that would be rude, really]
This isn't a dish of chicken with spices. It's more like...spices with chicken. I can't believe you managed to make something like this. Do you want me to give it a try?
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I was hoping you would. I feel pretty confident about this recipe. I thought it might be something a little more special than just ice cream from the shop.
[Plan b. was just a cone of as many scoops as could stay on top of each other. Lucky Sarge, getting this home cooked meal instead.]
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[Reluctantly. And fearing for his life because really, Kino? What's this? After a moment of staring at it, he finally takes a bite.
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...you know, it's not so bad.
[It's spicy like all heck, and if he had a face he'd be full of tears and trying not to fall apart -- maybe not having a face is useful for once. He can't cry his eyes out]
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She brightens.]
I think those ghost peppers really add an extra kick, don't you?
[Maybe she should try cooking more things for him!!]
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[He doesn't try more of the Kinoyaki. He may not be crumbling into a heap right now, but it'll be a while before he can take another bite]
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That's too bad. I thought they were good...
[Kino do. Do you have tastebuds.]
I'll have to work on the recipe, then. Next time I'll season it better.
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[Implying he'll keep eating once that cooldown time is done]
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[:c]
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[Sorry, Kino]
But if it's any consolation, nobody starts as an expert in anything. Keep practicing and you'll get better. Practice is what leads to mastering any skill.
[He sounds genuinely encouraging. It may be kind of weird to hear such thing from him, really]
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There aren't many chances to try cooking when you travel... maybe I'll make it a project for here.
[What a weird thought. Hanging around long enough to acquire a skill like cooking.]
I'll redo the recipe and bring you the new and improved version next time we meet.
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[Well he's not...going to say no. He has grown kind of fond of Kino, at least]
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[Your last chance to escape this fate, Sarge.]
Also - I did have some questions, too.
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[He's so dead, isn't he]
I should have guessed you hadn't come just to feed me excessively spicy food. What is it?
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[You could have a taste of spicy hell every day, Sarge. And you've already waived your right to complain about it by allowing it in the first place.]
Actually, I wanted to ask about how memories of people are altered here. It's a familiar subject for me.
[Turning people into perfectly happy adults via surgery in her home country, but also an entire country that wiped her memories of it with a mystery drug.]
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[...kind of sure. It just can't be healthy to burn yourself like this on purpose!]
...it's hard to explain. I just make it happen. It's like snapping my fingers, it takes no effort at all.
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[There's some people who do that. Maybe.]
...You just make it happen? Is that something you could always do?
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[Was he born with it?]
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I think I was born with it.
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...
I'm starting to feel left out.
[This is possibly a dry joke.]
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[Someone who can keep the thirty people he kidnapped under a certain measure of control through sheer force is the best kind of people for the job, even if he's not experienced in other important areas such as, you know, being shrewd enough to do this]
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[Why's everyone got powers what the heckie.]
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