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The endpoint of EMTERR's core psycho-philosophy: turning Want into Need.

This is choreography, not trust.

Dark apparatuses designed to steal your fingerprints.

Own goal in the dying minutes.

He watches, like his father taught him to do, a trick to keep him occupied. On the lookout for sinister bodies.

Recall the case of Operant DUTY, who was tortured so effectively by the Weeping Eye that he began to reveal the secrets of his captors.

As it was with Operant AXIS, captured in La Cupola in 75 and then dragged behind the resurfacing machine at every Luzian ice hockey game until he finally succumbed in 78.

Like Operant KEEPSAKE, who was fed to sacred hawks by the Mircean inquisition in 21 -- consigning her soul to eternal torment.

Crushed -- like Operant MARBLE, who was ejected from a Mircean submarine and immediately pulped by the sheer weight of black, icy water above.

In his eyes, a spectre -- recognition?

A sad little euphemism, a child's fiction. An unspoken and impossible hope that they might just put you back down.

In Tsun's Arc and the Eastern Republics, the number four rhymes with death. Generations of superstitious and symbolically minded operants have mediated on this relationship.

She's excited about the prospect of you being a therapist, play into it.

A new Advanced Cognitive Manoeuvre for your operant's grimoire.

A dash of nonsense to disarm you while he runs a checklist.

Maximum opacity. 1) Face covered 2) Bulky clothing -- both of which you already carry. Good.

That part was self-evident -- that's why you didn't think of it. This was not a failing on your part. Do not admit to it being a failing.

You need maximum opacity. You have enough to cover your face, but you need loose or bulky clothing. Find some.

Don some loose or bulky clothing -- which you already have. You'll need a mask or something to cover your face.

Don some loose or bulky clothing -- something you are yet to acquire. You'll need a mask or something to cover your face too.

Operational silver lining: the body comes pre-disposed at the bottom of an abandoned silo.

The language is different but the tone is familiar. It's like how operants assess and cultivate assets.

A pool of blood dries on a tile floor, on skin rapidly growing cold. The stain will linger, but the body itself will slip back into the shadows as if it was never there.

Columns! You need to rewrite the cipher in columns and search for the amount of letters in the keyword.

When all other training abandons you, return to Opera's foundational tenet: make it up as you go along!

Unbelievable. Enlisting this child was a serious miscalculation.

Not pro. Deeply amateur.

Double. The mirror. A conjuror's trick.

Actually not... a bad plan. Oh well.

This time when he sat down, the other him was already slumped over the table, bleeding across it.

So much more 'not' than anyone else. No funeral, no salute, vanished from the world with a muttered incantation and a phantom hand.

One hundred seventy-two thousand.

At least one...

That was no bluff from the prisoner. The Grand Lich is coming to you -- walking right into the crosshairs.

The enemy behind the enemy.

These days they call this heavy gang the 'External Analysis Division'.

Twitches at the edge of your night-vision.

Operant, this has gone on long enough.

Luck is the most important tool you have.

A song that would have blown Sweet Nestor to pieces had he not changed his plans.

Manufacture a credible facsimile of a poem.

Apply the one-time key to the ciphertext.

Beyond the auditorium doors, you hear whispers from the waiting crowd.

What was never there can never leave.

Not only is this woman not in your class -- she's not even in your field.

Her training must be ultra-high-level. Sift her soul through your fingers, find the woman hidden within.

PSEUDOPOD may be a drooling carapace, but there are two operants deep within it. Something has drawn him to this man.

Operant PSEUDOPOD seems to have forgotten about the assignment.

Of all your assets, none knows better than KINDRED. Wilful ignorance is another matter.

103 skill checks - ZERO PARADES field manual