#kim 'we're gonna shit on your bed' kitsuragi

[inmirova]

music is a very central theme to disco elysium which is why I propose: jean and kim taking ages to actually bond, but when they do it's over third wave ska

[disco-elysium-via-polls]

We'll have to equip the Thought when we're done talking to Cuno, which will not be today.

"It was what you said. Kim dressed up as a hooker, full drag. Distracted him."

KIM KITSURAGI - The lieutenant flashes you a sharp look, but doesn't say anything.

COMPOSURE [Medium: Success] - Only his tightly closed lips betray the effort keeping silent takes him.

CUNO - "Fuck outta here... Cuno made that shit up to *demean* you." His eyes move between you and the lieutenant.

"Look, pigs. Cuno gets it. You don't wanna talk about it. Close-quarters combat shit, Cuno doesn't wanna talk about it either..."

"Combat trauma shit," he adds after a few seconds of sombre silence.

3. "Cuno, your dad is a half-dead alcoholic. He was sleeping under some clothes."

CUNO - "What?!" His eyes become large and round.

COMPOSURE [Medium: Success] - His posture changes, the swaying rooster motion stops for a second. Then he gets it going again. Reorienting himself.

CUNO - "Fuck right Cuno's dad was sleeping like a bum," he snaps back. "Cuno told you -- Cuno's dad doesn't give a shit about *anything*. Fucking breaking-and-entering shit -- that's nothing to Cuno's dad."

"You got lucky, pig. Cuno knew this." He points to himself. "Cuno's fucking violent *fiend* dad's been drinking hard lately. Cuno knew you have a way in. Narrow window. Cuno window."

"'Cuno window'? C'mon kid, just stop."

"Stop acting tough, kid. You don't have to be scared of him any more."

"Whatever scary thing he might have been -- now he is nothing."

"Yeah, I was wrong. He's real hard core. A killer."

CUNO - "Fuck you tryin'a do... get the Cuno to stop? Cuno's just getting it on!" His tone wavers.

EMPATHY [Challenging: Success] - A small lump forming in his throat.

CUNOESSE - "Keep your ass together, Cuno..."

2. "Stop acting tough, kid. You don't have to be scared of him anymore."

CUNO - "Cuno's not fuckin' trying to be tough!" He pushes on bravely. "This shit is real. Cuno's fucking violent dad's gonna be a vegetable -- Cuno knows that shit. Stroke shit, stomach fucked up, and..."

"Cuno's gonna go out like that too. Gonna be just like Cuno's violent dad. Speed shit, crime shit, fucking on the bed -- go out West Revachol-style."

CUNOESSE - "Stop saying all this *sad* shit, Cuno." The whisper comes smaller than usual.

EMPATHY [Medium: Success] - There is a touch of grief in there.

CUNO - "Fuck are you talking, *sad*?" The kid breathes in and out like a boxer. "Cuno's got hard shit." He punches the air. "Death shit. Nothing shit."

[disco-elysium-via-polls]

🎵 Whirling in Rags, 8 AM

(Shake it.) "No need to thank me, just doing my job."

+1 Boring Cop

TITUS HARDIE - "Well, cheers anyway, copper!" He raises his whiskey bottle in salute.

+5 XP

"I'm sorry about the people you lost."

"What's going to happen to the Hardie boys now?"

"Do you know what happened to Klaasje?"

"Any idea what I should do now?"

"So long, fellows. Be good so I don't have to come back here again." [Leave.]

TITUS HARDIE - His bruised face stiffens. "Theo was old. I think he'd be pretty happy with the way he went. Never could imagine him withering away on a sickbed."

"But Angus…" He gulps. "He was just a stupid kid. Didn't realize the mess he'd gotten into… trusted me… Still, the balls on that kid! Went down fighting for someone else's shit like a fat angry bear."

EMPATHY [Easy: Success] - Here it comes. The last one is the worst one. He only deals with it by drinking copious amounts of 8% beer.

ELECTROCHEMISTRY [Medium: Success] - An honest tactic. And effective.

TITUS HARDIE - "And Glen... Glen was my friend. Best I've ever had. I loved that crazy homo like my own brother." He takes a sip of his beer. "We're all fucked without him, but whaddaya do? This job is shit."

"Hold on, what about that Shanky-fella?"

"They were good people. I'm sorry it went like that."

"We are born in to this world to die, it seems. Maybe there's redemption in that? At least it ends one day."

"This is getting dark. Let's talk about happy stuff."

TITUS HARDIE - "Dennis? You *saw* him run. He's a mean little shit and I never trusted him." He shakes his head. "He better run real fast now -- *real* fast."

HALF LIGHT [Medium: Success] - Titus makes no attempt to hide his disgust. Grief-stricken anger boils in him.

"They were good people. I'm sorry it went like that."

TITUS HARDIE - "Well yeah... *memento mori*, right?"

ENCYCLOPEDIA [Medium: Success] - *Memento mori* or 'remember that you must die' is a slogan various religious orders have thrown around since the dawn of mankind, to emphasize the vanity of earthly life and the transient nature of all earthly pursuits. In essence it means one should live virtuously in this life to live better in the afterlife.

"I'm not sure that really applies here…"

"Yeah... uh... totally, totally."

"What does that mean?"

TITUS HARDIE - "Sure it does." He nods confidently and raises his whiskey bottle. "Live every day like it's your last, 'cause you might be dead tomorrow."

ALAIN - "Absolutely! Today I'm going to get drunk, eat good food, and bed a good-looking gal, 'cause tomorrow a motor carriage might run me over..."

EUGENE - "Or you might die of a heart failure... Or syphilis?"

ALAIN - "Hey, hey... fuck you for ruining a beautiful idea!"

2. "What's going to happen to the Hardie boys now?"

TITUS HARDIE - "*First*, we're gonna find Dennis..."

ALAIN - "*I'm* going to find Dennis," he interjects. "I'm going to find him and then I'm going to kill him."

RHETORIC [Medium: Success] - The tone of the statement is so matter-of-fact, it's as though he were talking about picking up a morning newspaper on his daily walk around the block.

"That's not going to bring back..."

"Frontier justice -- I like it!"

"Your guy, your responsibility -- do what you feel is right."

KIM KITSURAGI - The lieutenant shakes his head but doesn't say anything.

ESPRIT DE CORPS [Easy: Success] - Go ahead then. Maybe they'll only break his legs.

TITUS HARDIE - "Mhm," he nods without really listening. "We're hunting that rat down -- let it be known what happens to cowards. And then..." He thinks for a moment.

"I guess I'll take a closer look at our Union members. There's bound to be some ambitious fellows there who'd love nothing more than advancing social democracy by bustin' some heads."

"Might even ask Tibbs if he's tired of replacing windows and maybe wants to have some fun with his brother." He pauses. "Anyway, don't you worry -- as long as Titus Hardie's standing, there *will* be Hardie boys."

LOGIC [Challenging: Success] - He's right. The numbers are replaceable. In an organization of thousands of men, there are plenty who'd join.

3. "Do you know what happened to Klaasje?"

TITUS HARDIE - "Don't know, don't care. I'll be glad if I never see that fucking woman again."

SUGGESTION [Easy: Success] - - Even after all that hell he's still bitter about her?

"Titus, after all we've been through, level with me... you really liked her, didn't you?"

"Same here, man."

"Okay, got it."

TITUS HARDIE - "Nope."

DRAMA [Easy: Success] - He did.

"Same here, man."

TITUS HARDIE - He shrugs and tries to look uninterested.

4. "Any idea what I should do now?"

TITUS HARDIE - "Judging by the sight of you..." He looks at your bandages. "I'd suggest crawling into bed with a bottle of whiskey in one hand and a big tit in the other."

ALAIN - "Yeah, go pay Monica a visit in Jamrock. She's got a knack for making men forget about their worries. Biggest pair of milkers in all of Revachol."

EUGENE - "Hell, you both look like you could use some feminine company right now."

KIM KITSURAGI - "Thank you for your advice, Eugene. And you too, Alain. I do always appreciate a good use of the expression 'milkers'."

TITUS HARDIE - "You're welcome, binoclard," Titus' response is completely unironic. "You're all right in my book."

5. "So long, fellows. Be good so I don't have to come back here again." [Leave.]

TITUS HARDIE - "Take care, coppers," he says with a warm smile. "You two look after yourselves now. Death passed on you today, but men don't get that lucky twice."

ALAIN - He nods to you and then to the lieutenant. "Coppo loco... and the, uh, normal cop, I guess. Good luck in Jamrock. Scars make the best tattoos, they say."

EUGENE - "Thanks for getting involved, guys. Not a lot of cops would step in that line of fire, but you did."

TITUS HARDIE - "And if you ever feel like the uniform is holding you back... I've got a few vacancies. You'd make one hard Hardie boy, copper."

+5 XP

ESPRIT DE CORPS [Easy: Success] - And Titus Hardie himself would make a good officer. That man was born to lead.

"The RCM could really use a man like you, Titus. Think about it."

"Bye, Titus." [Leave.]

TITUS HARDIE - "I will, coppo. That's a promise." He puts his can down. "Now scoot, 'cause the Hardie boys got some mourning and drinking to do."

KIM KITSURAGI - "Take it easy on the drink. The danger has not passed -- this town needs you on your feet."

TITUS HARDIE - "Good point, binoclard." Hardie looks at his beer. "We'll keep the vol under 12% tonight."

We better head out into the streets of Martinaise, one final time.

🎵 Live With Me

ONE DAY I WILL RETURN TO YOUR SIDE - The graffito has been painted over the traces of the fight that took place here. It smells of blood and heavy fuel oil.

REACTION SPEED [Easy: Success] - This was Cindy the SKULL.

"Looks like Cindy the SKULL finally found the words for her masterpiece."

"I smell heavy fuel oil."

[Leave.]

KIM KITSURAGI - The lieutenant crouches, touching the fuel oil with his finger.

"Looks like it, yes. This is still fresh. It wasn't here yesterday."

CONCEPTUALIZATION [Easy: Success] - The Return...

"Does this have anything to do with 'The Return' Klaasje is waiting for?"

Say nothing.

KIM KITSURAGI - "Could be. In Revachol West, someone somewhere is always whispering about Le Retour..." He squints his eyes at the writing. "It's an *aerograffito*, meant for Coalition aerostatics in the lower troposphere."

INLAND EMPIRE [Medium: Success] - The return to her side.

RHETORIC [Challenging: Success] - The return of light.

2. "I smell heavy fuel oil."

KIM KITSURAGI - "And blood. Some of it is even yours."

INTERFACING [Easy: Success] - Heavy fuel oil -- isn't that... flammable?

What are you trying to imply, fingers?

No. Nope. No-no-no, bad idea.

INTERFACING - You *could* buy some smokes, light up a ciggy and throw it in there... You know, just to see what happens. See if it's flammable. It's better that way. Safer.

New task: Light the graffito on fire with a burning cigarette

3. [Leave.]

One Final Thought.

THOUGHT COMPLETE: CLEANING OUT THE ROOMS

BONUSES:

+1 Suggestion: Wake up +1 Inland Empire: In a new life +1 Rhetoric: By the seaside

What if you didn’t lose your memory? What if something in Martinaise came and stored it all away. For you to slowly open one box at a time. So you can *choose* which parts to keep. Keep almost none of it. Only the flowers on the windowsill. Only the distant sound of a radio. Lose all the actors, the dark shadows, leave only the still lifes, the blissful distant wash of waves. If everybody knew -- you never did. She’ll be coming soon. That is all.

Cindy's gone, but she left a trail of red paint leading down from her perch on the balcony towards the graffito.

Joyce, of course, is long gone.

There's still a few people around we can talk to, though, For example:

PLAISANCE - "Oh my god, things have gotten out of hand!" She unloads immediately: "I thought the psychic stuff was bad, but the crime... it's even worse. I haven't been able to come to work for *three days*, the shop has been locked. No sales, gang-bangers running around, shooting everyone. I know I shouldn't have bought a shop in this *ghetto*."

"Uh… I'm the one who got shot here, ma'am."

Say nothing, stare at her.

PLAISANCE - "Oh my god, even the *police* can't take care of all this... just look at that limp! Someone should do something about this." She rubs her pendant between two fingers, thinking.

"Maybe... I should close the bookstore and open a *psychic studio*! Yes!" She nods to herself. "It makes sense. Crime is the sixth element, you see. The darkest element."

"I could teach people to protect themselves against bad energies and to fight crime."

(Nod.) "Sounds like a plan. Life must go on, after all."

"Honestly, I'm not sure what to think of it."

"A 'psychic studio'? This is even worse than a bookstore in Martinaise..."

KIM KITSURAGI - "Yes, what Martinaise really needs is more vigilantes roaming the streets."

PLAISANCE - "Exactly. It's a brilliant idea. Thank you, officer! I'm going to start drawing up business plans right away."

"In the meantime, do buy the books. As many as you can. They won't be here for much longer." Determination shines in her eyes. "Is there anything else I can help you with?"

Ok, maybe talking to Plaisance again was not the best use of our time.

Someone we should *definitely* talk to, though, is...

CUNO - "Everyone says you started crying in the middle of a firefight and then bled like a pig." He shrugs. "I guess that was cool."

"Who's saying that?"

"I guess that's true."

CUNO - "People. They say you kind of *died* for a moment. That you let your shit out already, but then came back. So I guess that's what's cool now."

"Just don't think coz you got half your dick shot off -- and you're an invalid now -- Cuno's gonna treat you different."

"Cuno doesn't reward weakness," he says looking at your pathetic limp. "It's business as usual with Cuno. Cuno's cold like that."

PAIN THRESHOLD [Easy: Success] - Feels good for some reason.

+1 Morale

4. "Okay, I'm off." [Leave.]

CUNO - "Watch out, pig. It's a dangerous world out there. But Cuno's got his eyes on you."

"What's that supposed to mean?"

CUNO - Cuno starts doing the *I got my eye on you* gesture repeatedly. "Who knows?!"

🎵 Instrument of Surrender

TOMMY LE HOMME - "My man, you're alive!" He assesses the situation. "Almost... kind of... sort of alive."

"Alive and limping."

"I've been better."

"It hurts like hell, man."

TOMMY LE HOMME - "Man, what a day... I missed out on most of the action, but I heard it was quite the encounter." He nods thoughtfully. "Had a strong sense of *finality* to it."

"So what's next? You guys headin' back to Jamrock now? Talk is, local Union muscle were behind it all, I'd reckon the case is closed... even if it kinda turned into a shitshow."

"Yeah, the case seems kind of done. Gonna check on a few last things."

"I'm still looking around. Loose threads to tie up."

"It wasn't the local Union muscle, by the way."

TOMMY LE HOMME - "Hey, that's just what I heard. Old wives' tale. So -- what next?"

2. "I'm still looking around. Loose threads to tie up."

TOMMY LE HOMME - "Good luck with that, my man. Ain't easy being you, but hey, you're still breathin', right?"

"I met the lady driver, on my investigation -- she's called Ruby."

TOMMY LE HOMME - "Okay..." He seems a little apprehensive.

DRAMA [Easy: Success] - Is it... *wise* to share information about the case like this, sire?

KIM KITSURAGI - The lieutenant throws you a quick glance.

ESPRIT DE CORPS [Easy: Success] - What are you doing?