*set vi_myrtal_rom +10

"How did you get up here?"

"S-same way you did...it was a bit harder since they added a bunch of cameras this year, but still the same principle..."

"You were watching me?"

"I-I was curious...why someone else would be climbing on the building."

*if vi_myrtal =60
	"I'm doing recon. Why are you up here?"
*if vi_myrtal =70
	"Keep wondering; now tell me why you were here? Were you waiting for me? If so, why?"

	"Uhm," she hesitates under the barrage of questions, as expected; during the early phases of an interrogation it is usually best to ask your subject questions that are impossible to answer so that you can punish them, and establish that anything less than immediate honesty will be dealt with severely. Unfortunately, I don't have my knife, so for now I'll have to settle for keeping her mind off balance so that she is less able to lie.

"Well...I, well I've always come up here before school...and after, too," she mutters, "I don't get along with the others very well..."

"Why not?"

She hesitates again, before simply stating "Your eyes look a lot like mine..."
*if vi_myrtal =60
	What is that supposed to mean?
*if vi_myrtal =70
	She's saying nonsense. I really wish I had my knife.
"Tell me...do you like hurting people?"

*if vi_myrtal =60
	*fake_choice
		#I've done what I had to do. Likes and dislikes never were a factor
			In my old workplace killing people was just one of those things that you have to do every now and then; like doing laundry and cleaning up the barracks. Never really thought a lot about it at the time. People tend to be unnerved by my outlook but really, how else am I supposed to view something that's been a part of my life for as long as I can remember?
		#Sometimes. Depending on the person
			I'll admit some kills were fairly satisfying, either because of some personal grudge I had or because of how difficult it was to pull off that I couldn't help but feel somewhat prideful at being capable of doing so. The latter was more frequent than the former.
*if vi_myrtal =70
	*fake_choice
		#I've done what I had to do. Likes and dislikes never were a factor
			In my old workplace killing people was just one of those things that you have to do every now and then; like doing laundry and cleaning the barracks. Never really thought a lot about it at the time. People tend to be unnerved by my outlook but really, how else am I supposed to view something that's been a part of my life for as long as I can remember?
		#Sometimes. Depending on the person
			I'll admit some kills were fairly satisfying, either because of some personal grudge I had or because of how difficult it was to pull off that I couldn't help but feel somewhat prideful at being capable of doing so. The latter was more frequent than the former.
		#I'm the one asking the questions here
			She's just trying to distract me with personal questions. I'm more interested in learning how she knows all this about me.

*goto_scene 1-3wander-6