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Nemesis Heart - R2
[The first time you try to open your eyes, there is nothing but red.]
[Questions bubble up, voiceless:
What will you keep?
What will you change?
What will you do?]
[And then your eyes open.]
[Questions bubble up, voiceless:
What will you keep?
What will you change?
What will you do?]
[And then your eyes open.]
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[And amazingly, he makes that with two successes, opening the cockpit like it's nbd]
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[The cockpit is more complicated than Hurricane's...in that there is actually room for any controls. There is something that looks like cloth crumpled on the seat; brown leather, perhaps]
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[He does reach out to take whatever's on the seat, though]
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[Reaching for what's on the seat, you find it's a brown bomber jacket, the leather soft and weathered with maybe thirty years of hard living.
It smells like hair oil and cigarettes and something else that twists in your gut, painfully familiar. But even if it wasn't given to you, you wonder if you'd feel stronger if you wore it.]
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[He hesitates, then pulls it on, tugging it close around him]
[Hesitates again, then closes up the cockpit for now. The suit has to get to the castle in time for the rendezvous, but he can come back for it before then]
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[You got: PAPAI'S JACKET (+1d)]
[The hatch closes up neatly as anything.
The day is still young! What will you do?]
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