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1. You are doing your own business, it might be somewhere private or secure, when suddenly you notice someone staring at you. It's Walt's offspring/unnamed mysterious creature/loose potential tentacled beast!
It stares at you silently for a while more, before finally saying something.
"Can I help?"
2. You see a bunch of technicians half-circling around something. In the middle of the circle, a huckebein is firing its machine gun toward a target far away. The huckebein is firing its gun for a second, two second, three second... and more. The magazine should've been empty by now, but it keep on firing! What's going on here?
3.The mysterious being is gnawing at a pineapple intently, and... well... fruitlessly. Help it with its endeavor?
It stares at you silently for a while more, before finally saying something.
"Can I help?"
2. You see a bunch of technicians half-circling around something. In the middle of the circle, a huckebein is firing its machine gun toward a target far away. The huckebein is firing its gun for a second, two second, three second... and more. The magazine should've been empty by now, but it keep on firing! What's going on here?
3.The mysterious being is gnawing at a pineapple intently, and... well... fruitlessly. Help it with its endeavor?
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You'd think so, right? But no, as you can see, it's a normal magazine.
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Why does it still keep firing, then?
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[Setsuko takes a step back. This day just got a lot weirder.]
Does a lot of people know about this?
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Please don't do something you'll regret later.
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[Albhard holds up a fruit knife.]
You know how to use these, right?
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But they say this is food. They gave me this.
*The mysterious being points to a group of snickering technicians*
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[And Albhard's just going to shoot the techies a dirty look before turning his attention back to the mystery being.]
But the edible part's on the inside. You cut through the tough outer layer.
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If you want, I'll cut that open for you, or at least get you something less complicated to eat.
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[Read: still trying to make all those meals for the cats.]
But I'll see what I can do for you.
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This is a delicate art, you know.
...What are you doing in my room?
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It's valuable to me. Not so much to anyone else.
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[Eva sits before a table, where 52 cards are neatly laid out in four rows in front of her.]
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[Eva holds a hand out in front of the cards, and takes a deep breath. One of the cards below her hand starts to quiver slightly, and rise.]
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It sits on the floor nearby, and tries to mimic what you're doing. Obviously it can't do that.*
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[Eva turns back to her thing for a while, before dropping her cards and turning to face the walt-child.]
Why are you here?
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Here? To watch... smell... touch... hear... taste...
*It caresses the floor, before moving toward
It's great here. May I touch you?
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No.