That's rather specific. Sounds like you have some sort of grudge.
[ so she asks in the most casual way possible, trying to bait him for more information. If he is to bring up things about her, she will do the same in response.
Except he pries a bit more and her gaze meets his. She's wearing less make up, maybe only lipstick on lazy lips. His question, was a good one. ]
Right, they're the highlight of my youth. You've guessed so well! [ she teases when gone with the wind begins rolling, the music calming and familiar even if she had only heard about it through the electronics stories in Rapture. ] I wish I could... remember. All I remember is that it wasn't Columbia. It wasn't -
[ Her tower... ]
It was built by a man named Andrew Ryan. A real ambitious son of a bitch. Wanted to create a city where the gifted man can bring about a change, the artist bringing his muse to life - he wanted a place where he can be God, I think.
[ and finally - ]
He founded the world's first invite-only underwater city.
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[ so she asks in the most casual way possible, trying to bait him for more information. If he is to bring up things about her, she will do the same in response.
Except he pries a bit more and her gaze meets his. She's wearing less make up, maybe only lipstick on lazy lips. His question, was a good one. ]
Right, they're the highlight of my youth. You've guessed so well! [ she teases when gone with the wind begins rolling, the music calming and familiar even if she had only heard about it through the electronics stories in Rapture. ] I wish I could... remember. All I remember is that it wasn't Columbia. It wasn't -
[ Her tower... ]
It was built by a man named Andrew Ryan. A real ambitious son of a bitch. Wanted to create a city where the gifted man can bring about a change, the artist bringing his muse to life - he wanted a place where he can be God, I think.
[ and finally - ]
He founded the world's first invite-only underwater city.