Another one of these because clearly I don’t waste enough time on Lutece doodles already.
REALLY DUMB AND LAZY BECAUSE I HAVE NO TIME OR BRAIN
DEFINITELY CONTAINS SPOILERS OKAY
OKAY COOL
What do salts taste like? Besides, you know.... salty?
Anonymous“I guess it’s not so much Salt as in the way you’re used to. It’s more of a… sort of an Alchemy sense. They’re… hearty. Earthy. Like drinking a rock, but not so terrible.”
Jack takes a closer look at his surroundings. "Well, I did just happen to wake up here. I was honestly thinking I was in a lucid dream. I mean seriously, a city in the fucking sky? The hell these people thinking, that they're angels in God's heaven or some shit?"
“Well pal, I guess you’ll be in for quite a ride. It’s some crazy city alright, and it’s tearing itself apart. I’d suggest you try to make for one of those airships and get the hell out.”
"What in the hell's a Vox?" Jack scratches his head at the stranger's question.
“The Vox? The Vox Populi? The people tearing this city a part?” Booker spits in half-confusion, half-astonishment, wondering how the mercenary can be oblivious to the factions of the civil war raging around the city.
"Howdy, sir."
“Howdy yourself.
Columbia is strange, but I haven’t seen anyone like you around yet. Where are you from? Founder or Vox?”
What do you think would've happened to you if you'd never met Elizabeth?
Anonymous“I’m not sure what you mean by that? I guess I know that in one timeline I didn’t meet her, and ended up fighting for the Vox because of it. But I’m sure there’s at least a hundred different variations that could happen just as easily.”
