[Elizabeth is the true hero of this story. She doesn't deserve having to deal with these idiot boys.]
I can buy not knowing you're dead. If you went to sleep one night, and woke up somewhere else... Would you think you bit the dust? Or would you assume something else happened? [Says one of the resident dead boys.] Not saying that our admiral died in her sleep. That would be way too peaceful for this whole shindig. Chances are, she got whacked out by one of the Souvlaki and didn't even notice.
[After tomorrow, this conversation will become hilarious in retrospect. But for now, this is all conjecture. He's turning to Elizabeth as she speaks, scoffing derisively when she suggests using herself as bait once again. Looks like he thinks that's the stupidest idea he's ever heard, even though it's... plausible. Not worth the risk, however.]
Yeah— How about no? If you were enough to draw them out, then you would have been dead weeks ago. But you aren't. They decided to take out Harold, who didn't know shit about all this, instead. So don't even try it.
[That said... Confirming further is a good idea. So he's adding more to that train of thought.]
There has to be a way to confirm who's infected and who's clean without shooting first and asking questions later. [Pun intended.] Maybe some sort of test. Or a scan. We have that big ol' machine downstairs, don't we?
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Date: 2016-08-09 07:25 pm (UTC)I can buy not knowing you're dead. If you went to sleep one night, and woke up somewhere else... Would you think you bit the dust? Or would you assume something else happened? [Says one of the resident dead boys.] Not saying that our admiral died in her sleep. That would be way too peaceful for this whole shindig. Chances are, she got whacked out by one of the Souvlaki and didn't even notice.
[After tomorrow, this conversation will become hilarious in retrospect. But for now, this is all conjecture. He's turning to Elizabeth as she speaks, scoffing derisively when she suggests using herself as bait once again. Looks like he thinks that's the stupidest idea he's ever heard, even though it's... plausible. Not worth the risk, however.]
Yeah— How about no? If you were enough to draw them out, then you would have been dead weeks ago. But you aren't. They decided to take out Harold, who didn't know shit about all this, instead. So don't even try it.
[That said... Confirming further is a good idea. So he's adding more to that train of thought.]
There has to be a way to confirm who's infected and who's clean without shooting first and asking questions later. [Pun intended.] Maybe some sort of test. Or a scan. We have that big ol' machine downstairs, don't we?