[ sure, he'll lean one arm against a wall, watching him carefully. ]
The lockdowns, the rage, the killings. They are caused by something wrong with this place, that lives at the center of the apple. It consumes the soft fruit and leaves the rot for us, the blood shed and the tears wept. Haven't you seen it?
[Bradley isn't quite getting it, the metaphors are too vague and he is just plain lacking some important information. But he doesn't give up on it just because he doesn't understand. His brow furrows in concentration as he tries to piece together what it means.]
The center of the apple. You mean the center of the Eudora?
Think on what you've seen here. The information made available to us. The has happened all before - the previous crew, caught in rages, killing each other, death and destruction. You can discern for yourself that the dead aren't very far - they can see us at every turn, breath down the back of our necks. Ghosts in the machine. And we are under the control of this ship, regardless. It won't even let us disboard for the night without dragging us back, though I suppose you didn't experience that.
Did you see the 'taller figure' get stabbed at any time in that video?
Nero had stabbed me in the beginnin', back in the Galley. That's why I was runnin' ahead, and Nero was chasing me. The blood trail at the start was mine.
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The lockdowns, the rage, the killings. They are caused by something wrong with this place, that lives at the center of the apple. It consumes the soft fruit and leaves the rot for us, the blood shed and the tears wept. Haven't you seen it?
She's suffering.
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The center of the apple. You mean the center of the Eudora?
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[ but maybe? ]
Think on what you've seen here. The information made available to us. The has happened all before - the previous crew, caught in rages, killing each other, death and destruction. You can discern for yourself that the dead aren't very far - they can see us at every turn, breath down the back of our necks. Ghosts in the machine. And we are under the control of this ship, regardless. It won't even let us disboard for the night without dragging us back, though I suppose you didn't experience that.
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[Hearing about how everyone got dragged back was wild though.]
Then I guess the solution would be to go to the center and root out what's causin' the rot, yeah?
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Nero had stabbed me in the beginnin', back in the Galley. That's why I was runnin' ahead, and Nero was chasing me. The blood trail at the start was mine.
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You could have said at any time.
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[ blowing out a plume of smoke. ]
You're the one that will have to explain to them on the other side.
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[ he shrugs a shoulder. ]
Likely unnecessary.
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I might not be the best person for metaphors, but I think I get it.
Watch closely tomorrow to see my unwavering pride.
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