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Easy

Even in his fantasy, he has to call in the big boys.

Medium

Much louder than you were expecting.

Medium

As they watch you right now.

Medium

You smother a twinge of sadness in its crib.

Challenging

He is going to remember what you say next for a long time.

Formidable

He's a little afraid of you now.

Formidable

It's far from the first time he's been threatened like this.

Formidable

This is not your fault. The risks were the risks. This is not your fault.

Challenging

These implications have never occurred to him before. Now he won't be able to un-think it.

Medium

He assumes he won't make it past 40.

Medium

Totally unperturbed by the paranormal.

Medium

You should run this by Melita when you have a moment. Maybe the Opera can send you through some early concepts.

Medium

It's not a dial. More like a self-destruct button.

Challenging

The cramped houseboat crossed in a single anxious stride.

Easy

A hit to steady the fibres can't hurt. Just a small one.

Challenging

He could sell it to them as a win.

Easy

Not a safety net in sight. You have to at least respect the boldness.

Medium

He soldiers on, undeterred.

Easy

A flint catches in your chest -- a stubborn spark flashing where you thought only ashes remained.

Easy

Act like this was all part of The Plan.

Challenging

The days are gone, only hours remain.

Medium

If you spit on the law, then the Gun Saint has given you his absolution in advance.

Medium

A little prick to the ego.

Challenging

Seems agitated. You're probing a sensitive spot.

Challenging

That the man is associated with the foreign fascist secret police does not phase him.

Easy

This cat thing must be really upsetting him. He's lost it.

Easy

The cleaners must be really upsetting him. He's lost it.

Medium

He can no longer look you in the eye.

Medium

She'll never make it that long.

Easy

Bring a gun. He will.

Trivial

You don't have to emotionally prybar these two girls apart. There must be another way through.

Trivial

Forget mere 'info'. Trade the popstar wholesale.

Easy

He keeps them on. He keeps them on!

Easy

He could try. But all his bullets are in your pocket.

Easy

A vague threat. Should've disarmed him.

Easy

And to think... you rubbed that bald spot for luck. Seems he had zero of that stat to begin with.

Challenging

Playing that thing on a radio station? Metaphysical nuke.

Easy

Okay, good to know. There are worse friends than you out there.

Medium

Same result. Nothing more 'stable' than a corpse.

Easy

That adds up. Last time he just shot and never spoke a word.

Easy

He's not playing with house money. He's got his own chips down.

Medium

Easy

Woah! The TAXMAN making some serious post-mortem plays!

Easy

You know this man is partial to a loaded gun. Given your last encounter, you should be in control of the bullets.

Medium

Looking at it does not fill you with positive feelings.

Trivial

The beloved cosmonaut figurine, ready for takeoff.

Easy

The words are firm, despite the gentle trembling that's overtaken her.

Formidable

You feel nothing. This is all part of the big comeback, baby.

Medium

She is less certain with every passing hour.

Trivial

KALEIDOSCOPE wants mere 'info'? Playground stuff. Here she is -- offer to trade her wholesale. Blow the perv's mind.