::sigh:: This ended up being nearly twice as long as the first part,
mostly because I added a lot of stuff and wasn't able to do much cutting.
I'm afraid Leena got a little short-changed here--I'll try to give her
some more dialogue in Guldove.
Viper Manor - Where lies the key to the past... (Part 2)Max recruits: Serge, Kid, Leena, and Guile or Nikki.
Recruitable: None.
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Library, Viper Manor (Another)
====================================================
[Having gotten the passcode, Our Heroes head
up the stairs and along the lefthand passageway
to the library, where Marcy and Belthasar are
waiting--the latter is up on the balcony]
Girl:
So, like...
What are you
doin' here!?
Girl:
Dragoons aren't
allowed up here,
you know?
Serge:
Actually, we're not
dragoons.
Girl:
What are you talkin' about?
[They take off the dragoon suits]
Girl:
So, like...
What's your point?
Serge:
(Okay, she's got me there--
that was kind of dumb. It's
just that she doesn't look
dangerous, I guess. I mean,
she's just a kid!)
Old Man:
What is it, Marcy?
Is someone there?
Marcy:
Some weirdos.
Leena: | Serge:
Hey, didn't your | (She's sure got a nasty
mother ever teach | tongue on her--kinda
you any manners? | reminds me of Leena...)
Old Man:
Hmmm... Marcy,
lower the ladder, please.
Marcy:
Alright.
[Marcy pushes the switch to extend the ladder, and
Belthasar climbs down]
Old Man:
If you did not know you
were not allowed in here...
Old Man:
Then you must not be
one of our dragoons.
Serge:
That's what I just
SAID...
Old Man:
Oh my... You must be...
Yes, yes...
You must be Serge.
My, how you have grown.
Serge:
(!)
Marcy:
Like, can I kill 'em, yet?
Old Man:
Patience child, patience!
I need to have a word
with these people...
Serge:
Who are you, and how the
hell do you know my name?!
Are you this "guest from
Porre" everyone's been
talking about?
Old Man:
No, no, I'm not the visitor
from Porre. You will meet
him in due time.
Old Man:
Hmmm... How do I explain...?
I guess you could say I am
the prophet of time.
Serge:
The WHAT? Look, if you
understand what's been
happening to me, explain
it. NOW.
Prophet:
Young man, I can understand
that you have been having a
tiring and confusing time of
things lately, but if you
want me to provide you with
answers, you are going to
have to allow me time in
which to speak.
Serge:
...
Prophet:
That's better. Now,
listen carefully.
Prophet:
The world is not just
a single entity.
Another world similar
to our own exists in
another dimension.
There you will find what
you might have become,
a world of possibilities
that might have existed,
a whole history that has
not been written yet...
It is out there somewhere...
We are simply unable to
see, feel, or experience it.
Serge:
(Okay, but what does that
have to do with me being
dead?! So far, it all
sounds like a bunch of
useless mumbo-jumbo.)
[Fancy outer-space-type background with maps of Home and Another worlds]
Prophet:
Serge... This world is not
the world you grew up in.
Serge:
(Is that supposed to be some
kind of joke?! Everything is
the same here, except, well,
me. And maybe the Dragoons.
And... Um. I guess that
maybe there are a lot of
differences. Just little
things... Maybe I AM in
another world after all.)
Prophet:
10 years ago, something
happened that put your very
soul teetering on the
balancing scales of fate...
with a fifty-fifty chance
of life or death!
This is when your future
was split in twain.
Prophet:
In your home world, you
survived to live a happy
and prosperous life.
That is how you made it to
the present point in time.
However, here in this
'"alternate"' world,
you are, in fact,
very dead and buried.
You died 10 years ago, but
this world's time line has
flowed on regardless.
You have no place in this world...
Here, you are but a ghost
brought back from the past!
Serge:
Wait a just a minute! You're
making it sound like I'M the
reason that there are two
different worlds! That doesn't
make sense! I mean, I'm just
a fisherman...don't even have
my own boat yet... I'm not
anyone important.
Prophet:
I understand the mechanics
of the time split no more
than you, young man.
Prophet:
I do not know what
happened 10 years ago...
Nor can I guess what
triggered your entrance
into this world.
Serge:
(This guy's a lot of help--
I've got more questions now
than I did when he started,
and all he seems to be able
to say is, "I don't know"!)
Prophet:
The locations where such
divisions in the time-space
continua occur are called,
'"ANGELUS ERRARE"' -
'"Where Angels Lose Their Way."'
It is said that, there, the
borders of two dimensions
fluctuate in such a way as to
make the passage between the
parallel realities a possibility.
Perhaps in this world,
you are the missing piece
from a giant puzzle.
And maybe, just maybe...
the vacuum created by
your non-existence here
has drawn you across the
border between the dimensions
to fill the void in that puzzle.
Of course, no one can
say for sure.
Serge:
So you're saying that there's
a way back.
Prophet:
It is possible. I lack
sufficient understanding
of the process that
brought you here to be
certain.
[Background reverts to normal]
Prophet:
However, it appears as though
these 2 worlds are connected
by some unknown force.
Depending on the location,
the 2 worlds influence each
other in strange ways.
Prophet:
I am quite certain there is a
wormhole that connects the
2 parallel worlds...
Serge:
(So there IS a way back--why
is this guy trying to hide
that?)
Prophet:
For your information, if
you press the START button
while on the world map,
a menu window will appear
that allows you to display
which world you are in:
Your Home World or
Another World.
Select ON to display this.
Kid: | Leena: | Guile: | Nikki:
If what you say's true, and | Another world... I guess | Multiple realities... | Other worlds...
this world is an alternate | that means that there's | how fascinatingly | I wonder if there's
reality... | another Leena there who | mysterious! | a way for me to
| is your friend, right, | | build a world where
Kid: | Serge? | Guile: | Mom is still alive,
Then why the bloody hell | | And the greatest | and Marcy and I...?
did Serge die...? | Leena: | mystery of all is, |
| The question is, what | what happened ten | Nikki:
Kid: | happened ten years ago | years ago to cause | I have to find
The reason has to be somethin' | to make this world turn | this peculiar set of | out what happened
that happened 10 years ago! | out differently...? | circumstances? | ten years ago, so
| | | I can see if
| | Guile: | there's a way...
| | Excellent! I was |
| | right to come here | Marcy:
| | with you, Serge. | Like, what're you
| | | talking about, you
| | | weirdo?
Serge:
I...don't know if I care.
Kid: | Leena: | Guile: | Nikki:
What are you talkin' about, | Serge... | I cannot understand | But why not?!
mate? | | why you would not |
| | wish to investigate |
| | such a mystery! |
Serge:
I didn't ask to get mixed
up in all this, you know.
So what if there are two
worlds? If I go back to my
own world, maybe people
will stop chasing me
halfway to Guardia and
everything will go back
to normal!
Kid: | Guile: | Nikki:
Are ya wimpin' out | I cannot believe that | I guess I can't blame
on me before we even | you are not at least | you, but it seems like
get to the general?! | a little curious as | a lot of wasted effort,
| to how General Viper's | if you know what I mean.
| guest knew of you. |
Serge:
ARGH! Yes, I'm curious
about why they're looking
for me, but I don't know if
I'm curious ENOUGH to fight
my way through the rest
of this stupid building to
talk to General Viper.
It's...oh, how can I make
you understand...
Guile: | Nikki:
Serge...you might wish to | I think that they're
consider this: Viper's | probably looking for
guest has to be aware of | you because you're
the other world. | from the other world.
Serge:
W-what?
Guile: | Nikki:
You have said yourself | Can you think of another
that there is nothing | reason?
else exceptional about |
you--"just a fisherman" | Serge:
was your phrase, I | Well...no.
believe. Your origin is |
the only thing I can | Nikki:
think of that would make | And if you try to go back
it worthwhile to send | to Opassa now, they'll
one of the dragoon Devas | probably just send someone
after you. And to be | else after you anyway.
aware of your origin, | They might even follow you
this Porrean must also | through into YOUR world.
be aware of the other |
world. Perhaps he can |
even travel there. |
Serge:
(And if whoever-it-is
wants me bad enough to
follow me back to the
other Arni, then Mom...
I can't let that
happen!)
Serge:
I...guess I should talk
to Viper anyway. If I
really do want to go
back to my normal life,
I need to get things
straightened out. Before
anyone gets hurt.
Kid: | Leena: | Guile: | Nikki:
That's more like it. | If you're sure. | Excellent. Shall we? | That's the way.
Prophet:
So, you will be moving
on, then?
Marcy:
No way I'm gonna let you!
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
[If Nikki is not in the group]
Kid: | Leena: | Guile:
Shut up, you little brat! | Kids like you should | Do you truly believe
| respect your elders! | you can stop us?
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
[If Nikki is in the group]
Nikki:
......
Is Marcy your real name?
Marcy:
Like... Whatever...!
Nikki:
You...
You look just
like...mother...
Nikki:
There's no doubt about it.
You're my little sister!
Marcy:
W-What's with you...?
What-EVER!!!
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Marcy:
Can I!? Can I!?
Prophet:
I guess it cannot be helped...
This may be fate in itself.
Nikki: | Kid: | Leena: | Guile:
You're going to | We ain't here | That's it! I'm going | This is foolish.
fight us? Why, | to play jacks! | to give you the spanking | We have no time
Marcy? | | you've been asking for | for children's
| | ever since you opened | games.
| | your mouth! |
Prophet:
I advise you not to
take Marcy lightly.
Prophet:
This child is one of the
4 Devas, the highest rank
of the Acacia Dragoons.
Kid: | Serge:
WHAT!? | I thought there were
This little brat? | no girl dragoons...
Serge:
(This is ridiculous! There's
no way a kid like this can
be as good a fighter as that
Karsh guy! Or do all her
opponents wimp out because
they don't want to hurt a
little girl?)
Marcy:
Hee-Hee...!
Too late now.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
[If Nikki is in the group]
Nikki:
You must be kidding.
Marcy, think it over.
I really don't want to
hurt you!
Marcy:
Shut up, shut UP,
SHUT UP!!!
I don't know you and
I don't have a family!!!
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Marcy:
Say bye-bye!
[Combat is joined. During the battle...]
[Marcy]
You think you're so smart!
Then how about this...?
Why you...!?!
That does it!
Oooohhhwww!
I can't take thiiis!
Take this!
And this!
And take that!
And that!
[When the party wins:]
Marcy:
Hmph!
It's not over yet!
I'll get you next time!
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
[If Nikki is in the group]
Nikki:
Wait!
Marcy, come back!
[Exit Marcy]
Nikki:
I can't believe...
I haven't seen her since
she was a baby, but back
then, she was always
laughing... What HAPPENED
to her?!
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
[If Nikki is not in the group, Marcy just leaves]
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Prophet:
Hoh-hoh-hoh...
I did not think you would
be able to defeat Marcy.
Serge:
I'm just glad we didn't
have to hurt her too much.
...So what do we do now?
Prophet:
Very well.
I shall advise you
of your next step.
Prophet:
There are 8 pillars standing
in the main hall.
Behind the 2nd to last pillar
on the left is a button
to release the platform.
Prophet:
Dragoons are not allowed
up there, so it is best
that you go up as you are.
Serge:
(It is? A wandering dragoon
might get in a bit of trouble,
but you'd think a burglar
would be in a lot more... I
guess he's trying to tell us
that we're going to need to
avoid being seen from this
point on no matter what we're
wearing. Oh, well, at least
I'll get to ditch this stupid
skirt-thing. If it gets
tangled in my legs again, I
think I'm going to scream.
I don't know how girls
manage.)
Prophet:
Beware, however...
There is a much stronger
being you will encounter.
Serge:
(Stronger? Uh-oh... or am I
jumping to conclusions? He
said "being", not "enemy".)
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
[If Nikki is in the party]
Nikki:
Before we go, can you
tell me anything about
Marcy?
Prophet:
Unfortunately, I know
little about the child,
other than that she is
under the guardianship
of Luccia, the Porrean
scientist who serves
General Viper.
~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~
[If they didn't meet Luccia]
Nikki:
So where can I find
Luccia? I need to talk
to her!
Prophet:
Her laboratory is in
the basement of the
manor.
~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~
[Nikki takes a step toward the door,
but Serge blocks him.
Serge:
Whoa, Nikki, we can't
go back down there
right now.
Nikki:
...
I guess you're right.
Damn!
[Nikki scuffs the floor the way Kid does when
she fails to steal something]
Nikki:
One way or the other,
though, I'm going to
find out what happened
to make Marcy turn out
this way. Even if I
need to come back here
again to do it!
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
[If Guile is in the party, he stops in the doorway and
turns back while the rest of the party leaves the room.]
Guile:
Pardon me, but if I
might ask...?
Prophet:
Yes, what is it?
Guile:
Where did you say you
were from?
Prophet:
I don't believe I ever
did. Why do you ask?
Guile:
It is only...you remind
me of someone, in several
subtle ways.
Prophet:
And you wish to know if I
share your friend's origins?
Guile:
I was hoping to... No, pay
it no mind. It was as
presumptuous to ask the
question is it would be for
me to call the man on whose
behalf I asked it a friend.
Even if I found some
information for him, chances
are that he would not thank
me. My apologies for wasting
your time, sir Prophet.
[Guile follows the rest of the party out, but the
camera remains inside the room for a moment more.]
Prophet:
Could someone else from
Zeal be in this time? FATE
did not project... No, that
young man must simply have
been mistaken. Or perhaps
he ran into Melchior...
Yes, that must be it.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
====================================================
Viper Manor Pillared Hall (Another)
====================================================
[When they re-enter this area, Harle is waiting for them.]
Kid:
Huh!?
Who the...?
Harlequin:
Hmmm...
You are Serge?
Serge:
Er... Yeah, I'm Serge.
(She the first person
we've run into who's
needed to ask!)
Harlequin:
You are even more
sexzy zan I t'ought!
Ooh la lah!
[It would be nice if Serge could blush here.]
Kid:
And who the bloody
hell are you!?
Harlequin:
And zis vulgaire one
must be Kid...
You disgust me!
Kid:
Whadja say!?
If you're gonna insult
someone, you should at
least speak propa English!
Serge:
(I hope that was a joke,
but I'm not about to ask.
It wouldn't be safe.)
Harlequin:
Je m'appelle Harle.
I am ze right-hand
harlequin to Monsieur Lynx.
Serge:
Who's "Monsieur Lynx"? (Is
it just me, or does Kid know
that name? I'd swear she
flinched when I said it.)
Harle:
Serge, mon puce...
If you lie down with a dog
like zis femme, you will
surely catch fleaz, non?
Serge:
(Wha...? Fleas? I can't
understand half of what
she's saying. I don't even
dare nod, because Kid
might get mad, and then
I'd be in trouble. And
she didn't answer my
question, either.)
Harle:
I t'ink you can do much
better if you gave her up!
Serge:
(Okay, that bit I got,
but...piss off Kid on the
advice of some weirdo who's
done nothing to help me?
I don't think so!)
Harle:
Actually, I suggest
you all turn back.
You should not defy him.
Kid:
Oi!!!
What's yer problem...!?
Harle:
Pleaze, mon Serge.
Serge:
You haven't given me any
reason to listen to you,
you know. And I still don't
know who this Lynx person
is.
Harle:
I would hate to see
anyt'ing sad happen to you.
Kid:
I've had it up ta
here with you!!!
Harle:
Tais-toi!
You shut up!
Harle:
I am having a serious
converzation wit' Serge!
Why don't you mind your
own buziness!
Kid:
THAT'S IT!
Put up yer dukes!
Kid:
I'm gonna kick yer arse
so hard, you'll kiss
the moons!
Serge:
Kid, this really isn't
a very good time--
Harle: [interrupting]
You are ze one who iz
going to have her
derrière kicked! Non?
Serge:
Harle, or whatever your
name is, could you please
just--
Harle: [interrupts again]
But alas... I cannot be
caught fighting you here...
Harle:
Imagine ze trouble
I would get into...!
Harle:
Au revoir, mon Serge!
See you again!
And Serge,
pleaze dream of me!
Oui?
[Harle leaves]
Serge:
(Dream...of her? Why would
I want to? I mean, I suppose
it's possible that she might
be good-looking under all
that paint, but between
the makeup and that weird
outfit, she might have
also have been a Beach Bum
for all I could tell.)
Kid:
Sheeze!
What's her problem?
Serge:
Kid.
Kid:
Yeah, mate?
Serge:
You seemed to know about
this Lynx person. Isn't
it about time you told
the rest of us what it is
that you're doing here?
Kid:
There's something here
that I want. As for Lynx...
I don't know if he's the
same one--not fer sure.
Not yet. If he is, and
we meet 'im...I'll show
ya then.
Serge:
(Is it just me, or is she
trying really hard to dodge
around my questions?)
====================================================
Viper's Quarters, Viper Manor (Another)
====================================================
[They enter Viper's office and see the Dragon Tear
sitting in the middle of the desk]
Kid:
What?
Did ya find somethin'?
Serge:
Sort of. Looks like a
big, flashy crystal.
Kid:
Oi!
Could this be...!?
[she examines it]
Kid:
Naah...
It ain't the
Frozen Flame.
Serge:
(So she really is looking
for the Flame. I wonder
why she wants it--Kid
doesn't strike me as the
kind of person to believe
in miracles.)
Kid:
Don't see any other
booty here, either.
I guess I betta ask
the general directly.
[General Viper enters the room from the secret door
behind the bookshelf]
General:
What is it you
wish to ask me?
Kid:
......!!!
Serge:
(A secret door? Guess
it goes along with all
the silly traps and
weird locks in the rest
of the house...)
General:
My compliments on getting
past my security.
Now, may I ask you, who in
heaven's name are you?
Kid:
So you're General Viper?
Don't feign ignorance
on me now!
Why did ya send yer dragoons
to get me mate Serge here!?
Serge:
(Why is she asking about
me, and not the Flame? I'd
have thought her business
would be more important to
her than mine...)
Viper:
Serge...?
My dragoons...?
I'm afraid, my dear,
I haven't the foggiest
idea what you are
talking about.
Serge:
She's talking about you
sending Karsh to Cape
Howl to capture me. Or
maybe kill me--he came
on pretty strong. We
want to know how YOU
knew that I was going
to be there, and why
you cared.
Viper:
Young man, I'm afraid
that I'm still entirely
mystified. I haven't
sent Karsh anywhere in
months.
Mystery Man:
General, I believe
these vermin are here
to see me.
[Enter Lynx, through the same door as
Viper]
Mystery Man:
Well, it seems you have
saved me the trouble
of finding you!
Kid:
LYNX!?
Serge:
(So this is Lynx? He was
the one looking for me?)
Lynx:
Hmm...?
Young girl... Are you...?
Kid:
What's the matter!?
Cat got yer tongue!?
I've finally caught you
by the tail now, Lynx!
I've come for two things...
The Frozen Flame and
yer life, ya murderer!!!
Serge:
(Uh-oh, this doesn't sound
good... I guess he and Kid
have some kind of history.)
Lynx:
Aha...
So you must be Kid, then...
A member of the fearsome
band of thieves known as
Radical Dreamers, correct?
Viper:
Radical Dreamers...?
This young lady...?
Serge:
(Radical Dreamers? I think
I've heard of them, but I
can't remember where...)
Lynx:
Precisely!
Don't let her innocence
fool you, General.
She's quite ferocious...
Serge:
(Nice to know SOMEONE
agrees with me about
Kid...)
Kid:
Hah!
Ferocious!?
My arse...!
After what you've done!
Lynx:
I hate to disappoint you,
but the Frozen Flame
is not here.
That fire lies hidden
in the Sea of Eden,
the place where past
and future collide...
Serge:
("Past and future..."?
Oh, man, not more of this
weird stuff again...
Anyway, Kid looks really
mad. The Frozen Flame
must be really important
to her.)
Kid:
Alright then...
It looks like I'll have to
put that part off 'til later.
In the meantime, I'll settle
my score with you, Lynx!
Prepare to meet yer maker!
Serge:
Kid, I've still got questions
for him, so please leave him
alive!
[Combat. The party defeats Lynx...who turns into a
catlike shadow beast. The real Lynx appears on the
other side of the room]
Kid:
Bugger...!
It was just
a shadow!
Lynx:
Did you think I would be
stupid enough to pick a
fight with a rabid dog?
Why, just a shadow of
mine is enough to deal
with the likes of you!
Serge:
Seems to me that WE dealt
with IT--and Kid isn't a
"rabid dog". (I just hope
he doesn't take that as
an invitation to a rematch,
though, because I don't
know if I could handle
another fight like that
right now.)
Kid:
Hey--
Lynx:
Perhaps not rabid, but only
a dog would be so
ridiculously loyal to the
memory of the dead.
Serge:
There's nothing ridiculous
about being loyal to the
memory of someone who was
important to you. (Right,
Dad?)
Serge:
Now, will you tell me what
the hell is going on? It's
your fault that I'm in this
world, isn't it?
Lynx:
We predicted your arrival,
but I'm afraid that we were
not responsible for it. Nor
is the causative agent known
to us.
Serge:
(Back to square one--and
who's "we", anyway?)
So why did you send Karsh
after me? That WAS you,
wasn't it?
Lynx:
I merely wanted to speak
to you, Serge.
Serge:
Okay, but WHY?
Lynx:
Because you are the key.
Lynx:
Now, Serge...
What do you desire
from this world?
Do you wish to live again?
Do you want to erase your
demise from the pages of
history?
Serge:
(I admit that it would be
nice if the me from this
world wasn't dead, but I
have a feeling that nothing
Lynx offers comes without
a whale-sized catch... Ugh,
what's with that freaky
crystal? It's making my
eyes hurt!)
Kid:
What's wrong, Serge!?
[FMV: The Dragon's Tear gazes back into Serge.]
Serge:
(Ugh... What was that?! It
felt like something was
pulling at me, and then that
weird building blowing up,
and the wind and that...
thing...)
Lynx:
Listen to me...
The end of the human
world is nigh!
When this time comes, Serge,
there shall be a deep enmity
between you and the world!
This is not speculation
or prediction...
This is history!
Serge:
(What kind of nonsense is
he spouting now? History?
Something that hasn't
happened yet can't be
history... The end of the
world? And I'M important
in all this somehow? Why?
It isn't like I'm some
kind of hero or anything!)
[Two more shadow cats show up]
Kid:
Bugger...!
This doesn't look good...
Lynx:
You cannot escape.
There is something
I want to ask you...
Serge:
Then hurry up and ask it!
(Maybe if he does, this
will start to make sense!)
[Enter Riddel]
Riddel:
Daddy!
About that voyage
I have been planning...
[Kid grabs her and holds a knife to her throat]
Riddel:
Ooh!?
Kid:
Don't move a whisker
if you want this girl
to live!
Serge:
(Trust Kid to seize the
moment--if we're lucky,
we might actually get out
of here in one piece...
but I still don't know why
any of this is happening,
damn it all!)
Riddel:
Goodness gracious!
Who are you!?
Viper:
My darling Riddel!!!
Why, you dirty...!
Kid:
Shuddup, old-timer!
Our lives are at stake here!
There ain't nothin' dirty
about savin' yer own life...!
Kid:
Just stay calm and quiet,
and I won't hurt ya, OK...?
I just need ya to come
with us 'til we reach
a safer place.
Kid:
You alright, Serge!?
Serge:
Pretty much.
Kid:
C'mon, let's bust
outta here!
[They leave the room, Kid dragging Riddel with her]
====================================================
Viper Manor Stairway (Another)
====================================================
Viper:
Don't be foolish!
Do you really think
you can escape!?
[Karsh and a couple of other dragoons appear from
below.]
Guile: | Nikki:
Cut off... | Damn, they're everywhere!
Serge:
(Oh, damn--looks like Karsh
isn't going to listen to
reason and let us go
downstairs, no matter whose
throat Kid's pointing her
knife at. So we have to
go up, but is there a way
out from there?)
[Kid heads for the stairs going up]
Karsh:
You fiend...!
Take your dirty hands
off Lady Riddel!
Kid:
Oh...OK...
Whaddaya take me for!?
An idiot!?
Karsh:
GRRRRRR...!!!
Serge:
(You know, I don't think
I've ever seen anyone
turn purple before...)
Kid:
Serge,
this way.
[They climb the stairs, trailing dragoons]
====================================================
Roof Terrace, Viper Manor (Another)
====================================================
[Serge et al. retreat across the balcony, with
Viper, Lynx, and their allies following. Lots of
little tiny bits of FMV are interspersed throughout
this part.]
Lynx:
We have you now, you vermin.
There is no way out of here.
Serge:
(Damn, I think he's right--
we're cut off!)
Kid:
Bloody hell!
Viper:
Let's work out a deal.
Viper:
Release my daughter, and
I shall let you walk away.
How about it?
Kid:
Yeah, right!
Can't trust ya!
Lynx:
Are you willing to
jump to your death?
Serge:
(If those are our choices...
I just don't know, because
it all depends on the "why"
questions that I can't get
anyone to answer! What is
Lynx really trying to do?!)
[Kid looks over the edge of the balcony. Meanwhile,
Lynx is drawing his knife, then throws it at Kid and Riddel.]
Kid:
Look out!!!
[Kid pushes Riddel away, taking the thrown knife for her, and falls
over the edge of the balcony. Riddel escapes.
Kid:
Ugh!
Serge:
KID!!!
[Lynx slowly advances on Serge, who is staring down after Kid, as he begins to speak.]
Lynx:
What do you live for...?
Lynx:
What are you willing
to die for...?
Lynx:
I've been waiting for you,
Serge...
Lynx:
Waiting a long, long time
for you...
Now come to me, Serge!
The Assassin of Time...
THE CHRONO TRIGGER!!!
Lynx:
Come to me, Serge.
Serge: [shaking his head]
I still don't really know
what this is about, but I
do know this much: I'd
rather die than help
someone who'd attack Kid
from behind, and put an
innocent bystander like
Riddel in danger by
doing it!
[Serge jumps over the edge of the balcony, with the third party member following.]
Lynx:
N-NO!
[Serge et al. splash-land in the ocean below the bluffs.]
The Guldove chapter is going to be divided into four parts--the introductory material common to
all three routes, then the Guile/Magus route, the standard Save Kid route, and the standard Leave
Kid route, probably in that order. Hopefully, the first part of that won't take as long as this
did.
