>>6010545Idly you feel your hand drifting just a bit to the [BIG RED BUTTON] but manage to control your sudden urge before anyone sees it. If only this ship had an armory to distract you from the [BIG RED BUTTON] alas you have to be content sitting on of the surprisingly comfortable seats and twiddling your thumbs.
Marie settles into the frontmost chair and begins working at what appears to be a weird-looking typewriter keyboard. Then she examines a few screens, looks over the dashboard, flips a few switches, presses a few buttons, and soon enough the maw of the ship closes and you take off from the shore. As you leave you see Simon wave to the window and start walking in the direction of his much smaller boat. “Ladies and Gentlemen, this is your captain speaking. Prepare for a calm and relaxing ride as we head towards the fortress. Our time to destination will be about thirty minutes, thank you again for choosing Su-Sarodieu Express.”
“You know when it’s just people in the know you can use your real name, right?” Asher says from his position, leaning on the back wall.
“But I like using the other name! It’s like having a secret identity, I’m practically a superhero!”
“You’re not- actually sure, you’re like a superhero.”
“See? Even if you agree!” The inquisitor's only response is to sigh. Marie then flips a switch and adjusts a nod and then… music? Fills the chamber. It sounds rather strange like nothing you’ve heard before.
Inquisitor Silas looks around with his hand on his hilt, “Did a band sneak in here somehow?” He questions before realizing how idiotic that statement is, “Stranger, what did you do?” He spits harsh words to hide his embarrassment.
“I saw there was a radio so I turned it on,” Marie says, “Though it sounds like the Lofi stream for whatever reason, want me to see if there's anything else?”
“No, I would prefer if you messed with your kind of technology as little as possible.”
“Oh okay,” Marie seems completely oblivious to his hostile intent.
There’s a moment of silence before you ask the ground a question you’ve been meaning to get answers. A question about the strange rifle you’ve acquired and you subsequently pull out and inspect, “Does anyone know how this all works?”
You get three headshakes from Marie, Silas, and Bartholomew though the aged inquisitor does give a word, “Strangetech, and one used for warfare. Might be best to remain ignorant of its inner workings than study it and have its secrets get out.”
“Like the matchlocks did?” You ask.
“We're lucky it was only matchlocks,” The old man says with a far-off look.
“Let me see it,” Surprising Asher walks over and takes the weapon from you after you relent.
