Boom!
Vice: |
Oops, I accidentally broke it.
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Navigator: |
Why did it attack suddenly? And what does "Violated the Dress Code" mean?
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Carleen: |
Droids like this kind are very dangerous.
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Carleen: |
Regardless of this one's intention, we must be careful.
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???: |
Warning, obstruction of enforcement, destruction of public properties... Request backup.
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Carleen: |
It's calling for backup. This is not good.
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Navigator: |
The situation is still unclear, we should avoid combat...
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Vice: |
Should we find a safe spot to hide?
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???: |
...
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Navigator: |
Who's there? Come out!
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???: |
Don't worry, we're on the same side.
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???: |
Let's get to somewhere safe before the other droids get here.
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???: |
I'll explain in time...
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Vice: |
And you are...?
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???: |
Siobhan, an Illumina researcher, working under Tech Officer Gronru.
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Siobhan: |
Illumina made the very bow you're using, so I recognized you at first sight...
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Siobhan: |
Lieutenant Vice.
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Siobhan: |
As for your two companions, they must be the Caelestite and the Princess of Lumopolis.
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Vice: |
M-Miss Siobhan?!
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Siobhan: |
Ahem... It's me, so don't get too excited.
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Vice: |
I-I'm sorry, I didn't recognize you with the mask on...
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Vice: |
You look a bit different than usual...?
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Siobhan: |
It's just a new outfit.
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The scene changes, and Siobhan has brought you inside a ruined building.
Siobhan: |
There are some more around... Wait here, I'll get them for you.
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Carleen: |
You knew her? What is she doing here?
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Vice: |
Miss Siobhan specializes in ancient ruins. She's probably on an investigation.
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Carleen: |
Specializing in ancient ruins... So she teaches history?
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Vice: |
Well, no. She works at the scientific exploration department, not quite the same as the history classes in Lumopolis.
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Vice: |
I learned all my exploration skills from Miss Siobhan.
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Vice: |
She even criticized my lousy drafting skills.
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Carleen: |
I see. No wonder you were on your best behaviour. Are you afraid of her?
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Vice: |
No, I respect her with all my heart. I got into ancient technology because of her.
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Vice: |
I couldn't thank her enough, much less be afraid!
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Vice: |
After her criticism, my technical drafting skills improved by bounds...
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Siobhan: |
Was I hard on you before?
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Vice: |
Oh, y-you're back... It's small stuff, you shouldn't sweat it.
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Siobhan: |
Relax, don't be so tense.
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Vice: |
Yes... Sorry, I was nervous. I didn't think you would remember me.
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Siobhan: |
I've read all your reports on the Colossus. Very impressive.
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Siobhan: |
I'm glad you chose ancient technology to explore.
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Vice: |
Thank you. I've always been very interested in anceint tech.
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Siobhan: |
I said that because you truly are a standout.
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Siobhan: |
Anyway, how did you get here?
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Navigator: |
We received an unknown signal on the Colossus.
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Navigator: |
Vice figured out the coordinate and it was very close to us.
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Vice: |
While we were searching, an earthquake made us fall through the crack into a cave...
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Vice: |
Then we walked all the way here.
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Siobhan: |
Just as I was afraid, my distress signal didn't make it out.
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Navigator: |
Then what was the signal we received?
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Siobhan: |
It wasn't from me.
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Siobhan: |
I got a set of coordinate signals in my regular patrol through Northland mountains too.
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Siobhan: |
Our search led us here as well.
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Siobhan: |
Something was stopping the distress signals from getting out, and my comm was dead.
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Vice: |
"We"? What about your companions?
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Siobhan: |
Usually I go solo. They are not my companions.
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Siobhan: |
They're just... friends from Lumopolis.
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Carleen: |
Lumopolis?
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Siobhan: |
We've been trapped for more than 20 days and still can't find a way out of here.
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Navigator: |
Over 20 days?! What kind of place is this?
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Siobhan: |
Probably an ancient city hid in Northland canyons.
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Siobhan: |
Not just droids around here, Eclipsites too.
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Siobhan: |
They sometimes interfere with our exploration, especially when we're looking for an exit.
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Carleen: |
We were attacked by droids when we first arrived.
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Siobhan: |
That's a minor problem, actually.
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Siobhan: |
Luckily, I found these outfits for you to change into.
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Navigator: |
Change into?
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Siobhan: |
Yes, it's a good way to counter the droids' inspection.
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Vice: |
I see... Got it.
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I don't get it. Mind explaining a little?
Siobhan: |
These droids are just enforcing the local rules.
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Vice: |
It's like how the Gannon constables would arrest you for not wearing anything.
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Vice: |
The droids are following the same rule.
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Navigator: |
Must you make that comparison?
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Siobhan: |
If you violated the Dress Code, they'd see you as a target and attack you.
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Must we abide by this Dress Code?
Navigator: |
The droids did give warnings before attacking.
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Navigator: |
That means we have to dress as they require, right?
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Siobhan: |
Yes. You're very smart.
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Siobhan: |
What I'm wearing and what I'm handing you now are costumes of this ancient city.
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Siobhan: |
Manufactured right here.
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Navigator: |
But this...
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Vice: |
Quit doubting. It's just a change of clothes, no big deal.
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Vice: |
It's out of necessity. Nobody's going to mock you.
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Navigator: |
But I...
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Vice: |
We ought to listen to Miss Siobhan. It's also for our own safety.
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Navigator: |
But you...
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Carleen: |
You can change in the next room over, Navigator.
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Vice: |
Go and stop wasting time.
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Vice: |
You're not a combatant. How do you expect to fight back against the droids?
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Navigator: |
Fine, I'll go change...
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Siobhan: |
Are you ready?
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Vice: |
I'm good to go!
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Vice and Carleen appear, now wearing what appears to be school uniforms.
Carleen: |
This outfit is too light to offer any protection but is easy to move in.
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Carleen: |
So this is what ancient clothing feels like.
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Carleen: |
I feel it shares similarities with our regular clothing.
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Vice: |
It's the other way around. Our clothing shares similarities with these.
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Siobhan: |
Are you ready, Navigator?
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Navigator: |
Is there another choice? I don't want to wear this...
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Siobhan: |
No. These are all I found.
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Vice: |
Come out. We won't mock you, I promise.
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Navigator: |
Okay...
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Vice: |
...
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Carleen: |
...
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Navigator: |
Just say what's on your mind!
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Vice: |
Ahem, didn't expect your legs to be so svelte.
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Navigator: |
What's not to expect? Wasn't I in a swimsuit on the beach before?
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Carleen: |
Well, I didn't think you knew how to put on this outfit. I thought you never wore one before.
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Navigator: |
I never did! Honestly!
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Navigator: |
This one is too small and tight around the chest... It's suffocating me...
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Vice: |
Pull the zipper on the back down a bit. That should make you feel better.
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Navigator: |
Did this city only make this kind of clothing, Siobhan?
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Siobhan: |
I don't think so. These just happened to be all I could find.
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Navigator: |
Okay, understood...
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Navigator: |
Since we're safe from the droids now, let's search the city.
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Navigator: |
I'd like to find some other clothes.
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Vice: |
Ahem. I guess we all have the same goal, and that is to find a way out.
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Carleen: |
You're right, Vice.
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Navigator: |
(They totally ignored my plight... I must change out of this!)
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Vice: |
Well, let's go, shall we?
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Everyone moves outside, only to encounter Eclipsites.
Eclipsites: |
Grrr...
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Navigator: |
Feels like Eclipsites, yet not quite... Well, they probably are Eclipsites.
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Navigator: |
Why are you flip-flopping?
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Navigator: |
They're pretty far away, and not the same Eclipsites I normally sense.
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Siobhan: |
How are they different?
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Navigator: |
I can't explain it. I just know.
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Navigator: |
They're coming.
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Siobhan: |
Let's go somewhere else and avoid fighting if at all possible.
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