[Vicquemare manages to not look alarmed at the prospect, even when the idea takes hold of his mind almost instantly. On one hand, it's almost a relief to learn that the world persists even twenty years into the future. On the other, the idea of this kind of time-manipulation makes him a little nauseated. He puts it in the back of his brain to percolate while he deals with other matters. He's good at compartmentalizing like that.]
Whatever. More importantly, that's not how it's supposed to work. I'm from Revachol—Satellite Officer Jean Vicquemare. Cops are fairly inextricable from the government: they're supposed to be an arm of authority.
[He resists the urge to ask about imminent nuclear apocalypse.]
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[Vicquemare manages to not look alarmed at the prospect, even when the idea takes hold of his mind almost instantly. On one hand, it's almost a relief to learn that the world persists even twenty years into the future. On the other, the idea of this kind of time-manipulation makes him a little nauseated. He puts it in the back of his brain to percolate while he deals with other matters. He's good at compartmentalizing like that.]
Whatever. More importantly, that's not how it's supposed to work. I'm from Revachol—Satellite Officer Jean Vicquemare. Cops are fairly inextricable from the government: they're supposed to be an arm of authority.
[He resists the urge to ask about imminent nuclear apocalypse.]