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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?
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That why you gave us unlimited cash? To make up for the inconvenience.
[Sarcasm is piled on thick.]
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[There's this feeling the Sergeant is smirking underneath all that shadow on his face. Say thank you, Keith]
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You make them yourself?
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[He sure can't imagine himself doing that, haha]
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Where'd you get them from? I didn't see a clothing store around town. Or a clinic for that matter.
[Figures he might as well tack that one on there, since the paper's referencing mysterious tetanus shots. But putting that aside, he is perhaps genuinely interested in knowing where other clothes can be obtained. Boy's been wearing his armor for days. It's not uncomfortable no, but he does want to blend in a little better for uh... things.]
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Are you sure? They do exist. Perhaps you haven't noticed them yet?
[He doesn't mean that maliciously, he's more like wondering how so many people hasn't noticed a place]
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This does throw him off briefly, if only b/c the Sergeant's tone isn't what he'd anticipated it being. Like this, it almost seems like -- No. No need to read too deeply into this. It's the situation with the case reports from the police department all over again isn't it. He can't see certain things that other people might be able to.]
I checked pretty damn thoroughly.
[Matter of fact, neutrally toned for now.]
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...you know what, I'll give you guys directions once I have some time for that. I'll make it real easy to find those places. [He mumbles:] I can't believe I'm going to have to draft, print, and send a bunch of new maps. What nonsense.
[It's mooooore work, on top of the already busy time he has. He may be standing here 95% of the time, but he sure does a lot while standing here!]
Can't blame you. This is a small town, but they have a real issue when it's about marking stuff. This must be why they don't have tourists, who has the time to go searching around for what they want.
[They need to make signs or something, goodness!]
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....You- what.
[That's not how it works. Places can be found whether they're marked on a map or not. If you look hard enough anyway and Keith has tried. Places don't just appear because you marked them on a map, and if the Sergeant's demeanor were a hair different, Keith would be assuming the guy is trying to fuck with his mind.]
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That doesn't make any sense.
[That's it. That's his grand conclusion. But he starts digging around in the pouch on his hip, searching for that piece of paper he borrowed from the police station. The paper's been carefully torn in half so that the portion with the police insignia has been removed. Keeping it in his hands, he holds it for the Sergeant to look at.]
Then again. What does this look like to you?
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[The contempt he's feeling is real thick right now. Of course he'd know what happened. The Sergeant has a rather extensive knowledge of even this kind of details of Cartesio, so he recognizes the format even without the logo]
Are you trying to brag about how you obtained that piece of paper?
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Looks like a blank piece of paper to me.
[The truth as it were. But now that he's confirmed some of his suspicions, he puts the dpcument away.]
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[He doesn't, strictly speaking, have a use for it anymore.]
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I don't exactly have my usual back up with me.
[That space wolf of his is godmode levels of cheating on stealth missions, really.]
But seriously, why can't I read this stuff?
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Not being helpful with this, haha]
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What's the point? You have that much dirty laundry to hide?
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I'm not going to dignify that with an answer. Listen here, all you guys have to do is do what I say. That's all! Don't worry about the details and just do it.
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Two months isn't quick enough to make that worth it.
[Blunt.]
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[The Sergeant shoos Keith away]
It's too late for you to be visiting people. Go away.
[Sorry Keith. Looks like he's in bad mood now]
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I'll be more mindful next time.
[And he turns to leave without causing any kind of fuss about it. He's gotten a fair amount of information out of this exchange and that's enough for now.]
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Until next time, Keith!]