[13.00: Static]
[His voice is weary from blood loss and strained from the pain. Sounds ever so slightly delerious, but no less savage and cruel.]
Redd... y'better hope I never find out what deck you're on. Fuckin' pray. Bloody coward.
As for th'rest of you... buncha milk sops on this fuckin' boat. I'd a'thought better of some of you. Or worse. Whatever.
S'aright I suppose. Don't mind bein' a 'wolf among sheep. Some'a you are sheep n'Lurker wolf's fur, though. Idiots... why pr'tend...
[Dissolves into incoherent muttering]
[Locked to Cadence]
Cap'n exists. Met 'im.
I want. His goddamn head.
[/Locked]
Redd... y'better hope I never find out what deck you're on. Fuckin' pray. Bloody coward.
As for th'rest of you... buncha milk sops on this fuckin' boat. I'd a'thought better of some of you. Or worse. Whatever.
S'aright I suppose. Don't mind bein' a 'wolf among sheep. Some'a you are sheep n'Lurker wolf's fur, though. Idiots... why pr'tend...
[Dissolves into incoherent muttering]
[Locked to Cadence]
Cap'n exists. Met 'im.
I want. His goddamn head.
[/Locked]