"No, the guy probably has a brother. See, there was a scene right before she passed out. Like a flashback. Noir movies do this a lot, they cut into important bits to lead you into a false narrative. Then, it'll hit you later with a big reveal. Lydi's narration is faulty. She doesn't know what she's getting herself into, so when she talks, it's all from her perspective."
Which is precisely the scene that follows, her voice filling the small cinema car in not-quite-surround-sound, though the rest of the screen is black. It casts a strange light against its two audience members.
So there I was. Stuck in a loop. Without answers. This man, this...Jakob. I know him. But at the same time, I don't. There had to be something connecting him to the drug deal, but more than that it's his face that I want to recall the most. His real face.
I've seen it somewhere before...But where? The clues are getting hotter and hotter, but what crime do I really want to solve? The one I was assigned to...or the one I want to crack?
"Gah. This is corny dialogue, though. I've heard better." Not sure what he was expecting from what seems to be a blatant knock-off of different, pastiche crime movies of the olden days. At least, the ones he knows from Earth. Though the thought of a series gets him to remember something from a long time ago, back when he was auditing for Tidus's things in the stores. A darker season of train life, but they've moved past it. Hopefully, Lydi can solve the mysteries plaguing her detective life in the galaxy too...
He nudges Tidus back, craning his head to look at him before the lights on the screen return, a new scene in full play. Making this quick so he can check what's being established now -
"Didn't Romeo have a favorite show? You bought him that lady toy, right? We can get him more of that for this birthday day. I have some points to spare if you need it." Goodbye 1 point Roland! Never again!
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Which is precisely the scene that follows, her voice filling the small cinema car in not-quite-surround-sound, though the rest of the screen is black. It casts a strange light against its two audience members.
So there I was. Stuck in a loop. Without answers. This man, this...Jakob. I know him. But at the same time, I don't. There had to be something connecting him to the drug deal, but more than that it's his face that I want to recall the most. His real face.
I've seen it somewhere before...But where? The clues are getting hotter and hotter, but what crime do I really want to solve? The one I was assigned to...or the one I want to crack?
"Gah. This is corny dialogue, though. I've heard better." Not sure what he was expecting from what seems to be a blatant knock-off of different, pastiche crime movies of the olden days. At least, the ones he knows from Earth. Though the thought of a series gets him to remember something from a long time ago, back when he was auditing for Tidus's things in the stores. A darker season of train life, but they've moved past it. Hopefully, Lydi can solve the mysteries plaguing her detective life in the galaxy too...
He nudges Tidus back, craning his head to look at him before the lights on the screen return, a new scene in full play. Making this quick so he can check what's being established now -
"Didn't Romeo have a favorite show? You bought him that lady toy, right? We can get him more of that for this birthday day. I have some points to spare if you need it." Goodbye 1 point Roland! Never again!