The feed cuts on to display that nosy, scar-faced vampire again. He's standing in some sort of dimly-lit steampunk wet dream, surrounded by wheels and levers and pulleys, one hand on each of two large nautical steering wheels, one vertical, one horizontal
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Also, I can drop this ship into the lake, fill her holds with water, and fly it all back out to dump over the city as needed, so keep that in mind.
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Maybe even your ship isn't going to save anybody.
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Judith, this man has determined that it is better to die than to stay here prisoner. He has made this choice for all of us, and he believes he is doing what is morally right to the point that he is willing and able to kill all of us. We must assume that this is true, and investigate whether or not he can actually do so. If you are going to confront him, appealing to his reason, applying social pressure to him is going to do nothing. Appeal to his ego, if you must talk to him directly.
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"Rutgen radiation is present in about half of the bombs. It'll damage your flight deck's coolant system and cause that to explode, too. Actually. I think I've got a bit of it right around here, do you want to see?"
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"You have no fucking idea how my fat beauty works, just like you have no fucking idea how the city or its creators work. I wish you luck with the second, leave me to mind the first."
...This is not to say that the Brucolac understands the first thing about rutgen radiation, because he does not. The words 'flight deck' and 'coolant system', however, he is certain about and utterly disdainful of.
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I can handle the radiation, with help placing the devices. [...she's pretty sure. She hopes.] I just need a space beyond my apartment.
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Space, space, I have it. Can you get here quickly?
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