#lieutenant double yefreitor

[pvths]

Your weapon is a block of solid iron in your trembling hand. Ahead of you, a demon roars behind its ceramic mask. Smoke and fire erupt from its weapon and the world turns gray. You hear it impact something behind you.

SENSUS PARABELLUM [Challenging: Success] — It was aimed for Harry. Already, he is taking aim again. He will fire in a matter of seconds.

1. Check on your partner.

2. Take aim.

VOLTA DO MAR [Godly: Success] — There is no time--the mercenary will kill them all. Put him *down.*

1. [Hand/Eye Coordination - Impossible 20] — God, please...

-2 Mega Binoclard

+1 Eyes would be proud.

+4 Protect Harry.

HAND/EYE COORDINATION [Impossible: Success] — The time for thought has passed; your mind clears, the ocean waves calm and still. You can *do* this.

1. Shoot the Merc.

HAND/EYE COORDINATION — The skin of your shooting arm tingles, like little lightning bolts. Your trigger finger twitches, then pulls. A lion roars, an angry bee soars, and blood pours like water from the 12 millimeter eyehole in the mercenary's helmet. *Hit.*

RUUD — The mercenary screams a piggy death, writhing like a salted slug on the cracked pavement. His helmet stares you down.

PEACEMAKER [Easy: Success] — Accusingly.

GLEN — Behind you, there's a grunt. One of the Hardie Boys is hit, judging by the sound. Dying.

HARRY — You see the Detective pause, then shiver in the midday air. Your lungs go frosty in your chest when you see...

KORTENAER — The burning merc gurgles, his pistol raised. His face melts in little, fatty strips and his eyes meet Harry's. You will *not* be fast enough to save him.

ESPIRIT DE CORPS [Impossible: Failure] — Another partner buried, Detective?

HARRY — The shot connects and the Lieutenant falls in a pile of ceramic and cloth. Blood bubbles from a spot near his crotch. Quite a lot of it.

1. Help Harry!

HARRY — Your hands compress the wound, as they have done before. He mumbles something incoherent.

1. "You are bleeding out! Keep talking to me!"

2. "What?"

HARRY — Then, his hand is around your wrist. His wild, party eyes meet yours and you feel the Viliers' weight being pressed into your palm.

HARRY — "NO!"

QUICKDRAW [Formidable: Success] — You turn on a dime to find that ugly, ginger thing gaining on you, her weapon raised.

1. End this.

HAND/EYE COORDINATION [Easy: Success] — The bullet pierces her throat and she chokes a bloody cough. Even still, she steps forward and her weapon comes down on you hard. The world goes dark.

1. No... Harry...

2. Sleep.

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Decided to write the action bits of the mercenary tribunal from Kim's perspective. Hope you enjoyed :)

[healthydoseofhedonism]

just finished my first full play through of disco elysium and holy shit. wow. what the actual fuck. art is real.

[autismsupersoldier]

this post man

i dont know why i thought idiot doomspiral has a manbun and long hair. im pretty sure he doesnt. whatever have fun be free...

[wizardlover124]

i think it's hilarious that harry du bois, the man who had to be reminded by a series of hallucinations and his own reptilian instinct that he had an ex-fiance to begin with and couldn't figure out her name until his coworkers eventually flat out told him, recognized distinctly and first thing post-memory loss how a Coupris Fucking Kineema sounds

[catboycooter]

harry gets a boner in-game from a lady on a book front cover and it is visually apparent to kim. make of that fact what you will.

it means that i was 100% right and lieutenant double-yefreitor harrier dubois is fucking slangin it canonically.

[emptyjunior]

I appreciate the wave of the disco Elysium fandom making every character trans (cause they are and he is and she is and they all are and you're Right) but I think you really truly need to consider the consequences of trans Harry Du Bois.

That man woke up with a lost gun, a lost badge, a lost car, had forgotten the concept of Money and his Own Name.

You can't tell me he's gonna get through that fateful morning without, at some point, Violently grabbing his pants and going "Kim I've Lost My Penis"

[shotbyafool]

like most pieces of media, Disco Elysium is a text that is about names. and titles. and how your partner on your murder investigation refers to you as you slowly piece together who you are, and what title you’ve earned, and most importantly, what your name is. even if he won’t call you by it.

[teleomancer]

CHICKEN FARMER I STILL LOVE YOU is probably my favorite place in nampshire

[thatuglymeme]

A lieutenant double-yefreitor shouldn't be dancing all alone

[f1rewalk3r]

LIEUTENANT DOUBLE-YEFREITOR HARRIER DU BOIS IN BROCKTON BAY WHAT WILL HE DO

woah that’s crazy

[arsenicapplecore]

it's okay lieutenant double-yefreitor

[allmightyscroll-swag]

Detective has left the scene

Cosplaying Du Bois at school today

The reactions so far:

- got recognized as Freddy Mercury

- and "Nick Wild but with a moustache"

- got a gun pointed at me

[cupids--eros]

Wahoo first tumblr post, figuring out how to draw one Lieutenant Double-Yefreitor after recently getting VERY into Disco Elysium :)

[froggerzz]

Lieutenant Double-yefreitor Elbertson.

or alternatively: Harrier985

[mrtequilasunset]

No because listen to me listen. Thinking about Kim feeling conflicted about his name Kitsuragi because of the way it ties him to his ancestry, the family he doesn't know the racism it's subjected him to his entire life, considering severing himself from it entirely at one point before untimately deciding not to. Harry knowing objectively he is Harry Du Bois but not really feeling like Harry Du Bois because he doesn't know who that is, the man he was before is not him anymore beyond slivers of memory. He would ask to take Kim's last name in marriage because he does not know the Harry that existed before Kim, and Kim is stunned because suddenly the name he'd spent so long doubting and loathing sounds so different and wonderful when paired with the name of someone he loves so much. It's not just the name for a family he never knew, it's his family's name now. Harry is the family he's made for himself. And. And Harry says it so proudly to anyone that asks, corrects people with his full chest ("actually it's Lieutenant Double-Yefreitor Kitsuragi now") and and. Grrrr Do you get what I'm saying do you understand

[may--hawk]

From a Revacholian One-Bedroom Apartment (Disco Elysium)

Rating: T

Relationship: Harry Du Bois/Kim Kitsuragi

Summary:

Heat wave in Jamrock. Harry’s been living with Kim. He’s got to get cool somehow. KIM KITSURAGI: He leans forward and presses the back of his hand to your forehead. It’s scarcely cooler than your face. He’s hot, too. KIM KITSURAGI: “Khm. Perhaps you are a bit heated.” ELECTROCHEMISTRY: Hot!! He called you hot!! SUGGESTION: Calm down, Lieutenant Double-Yefreitor. He thinks you might be ill. ELECTROCHEMISTRY: Ask him if he’ll play nurse.

LIMBIC SYSTEM: You swim in an ocean of darkness. You float, effortless, in the waters, like the cool marble flow of a statue’s robes. Dolores Dei, Mother of Innocence. Her arms encompass you, lending a coolness to your overheated skin. You could stay here forever, you know.

ANCIENT REPTILIAN BRAIN: You can’t. Far overhead, a roar. A buzz.

There is an aerostatic, high above you. By the sound of it, it circles, like a hawk.

ANCIENT REPTILIAN BRAIN: Or a buzzard.

ANCIENT REPTILIAN BRAIN: It’s going to bomb you. To end your putrid, stinking existence.

Reach for your gun.

ANCIENT REPTILIAN BRAIN: No. It has done nothing to you. It is more worthy of being alive than you are.

It’s beautiful.

ANCIENT REPTILIAN BRAIN: Yes. It is. Are you going to shoot it down?

No.

The aerostatic circles, lower and lower. You can feel the air displacement on your skin, like a kiss. When’s the last time you were kissed? It’s been awhile, hasn’t it?

LIMBIC SYSTEM: Do you even remember how?

….

LIMBIC SYSTEM: The air is cool on your skin. It feels good. You can feel good sober.

ANCIENT REPTILIAN BRAIN: Lies.

Maybe.

What does the aerostatic want?

ANCIENT REPTILIAN BRAIN: It wants to look at you.

Why?

ANCIENT REPTILIAN BRAIN: Maybe it thinks you’re beautiful, too.

You drift. The sound of the waves comes to you, soft and unceasing, far off. It means nothing to you, nor you to it. The aerostatic hovers.

ANCIENT REPTILIAN BRAIN: Wake up. There is someone you are disappointing.

Who?

ANCIENT REPTILIAN BRAIN: The aerostatic. You said you were done with that. You promised.

1. Life is one disappointment after another, and the aerostatic better get used to it, baby.

2. Aerostatics don’t feel disappointment.

3. Who am I disappointing?

ANCIENT REPTILIAN BRAIN: This one does.

1. Life is one disappointment after another, and the aerostatic better get used to it, baby.

2. Aerostatics don’t feel disappointment.

3. Who am I disappointing?

ANCIENT REPTILIAN BRAIN: The Lieutenant.

Wake up.

Read the rest of the story on AO3.