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[ On an ordinary day, Medusa walked with purpose. She knew exactly where she was going, exactly what she was doing. On ordinary days she walked only briefly and for the most part she studied. Mostly she stayed in the library or the common room of floor 7, a large textbook in hand. This was not an ordinary day.

There was a somewhat complicated facet to this particular flood. She had gathered bits and pieces just listening to the network, but she wanted specifics. How does it work, what’s the mechanism, and how is the Admiral involved?

Today, she is conducting an observational study. She walks from the bottom of the ship to the top, seeing what there is to see and taking mental notes of everything. ]

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I'm dead.

So am I. I don't intend to stay that way.

[Arthas snorts.]

Do you have a plan?

I always have a plan.

[ True enough, although her stomach rolls. ]

The details still require some work.

What do you need?

A perfect understanding of the mechanisms of the barge. [ Not much, right? ]

You'll want to get ahold of someone from the engine room.

The engines don't interest me as much as the floods.

Nobody's figured those out.

Why?

A sign of weakness. Floods as well as breaches.

Every ship weathers storms.

They can only weather so many, before they break. It shows promise.

It's as good a starting point as any, I suppose.

It's certainly better than running about begging for my release, like some of the inmates have decided to do.

Almost anything is. Besides giving up entirely.

Doing nothing can be an effective tool at times. Giving up, however, is something else entirely.

They're very different.

It's easy to mistake one for the other.

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