Talking and walking
Posted on Wed Feb 6th, 2013 @ 9:31am by Master Brem de Berg
Mission: Chapter 7: Going West
Things were running smoothly in the engine room. Everyone knew what needed to be done without any guidance. Brem felt glad he had moulded his crew into something more like the engines they look after, that was for the most part. Since their visit to the port the one person who he thought of as a son seemed to be acting strangely, or more strangely than he had been before. "Erm, come over here" he called out.
Erm looked up and nodded to Brem before shoving the shovel into the pile of coal and walking over. "What's up, sir? Was I doing something wrong?"
Brem shook his head and replied "Walk with me."
The pair left the engine room and headed towards the deck in silence, Erm looking at Brem every few steps to see if he was going to start talking or not. As they mounted the steps to the deck Brem said "I've heard some roomers... something about a cult?"
Erm's face lit up, he had been waiting to talk to the one person he thought would convert, but he hadn't known how to bring up the subject, and to have him bring it up must be fated. With his voice filled with excitement he said "Yes! A cult of the machine, you see machines are the embodiment of the gods, and to worship them is to be closer to them. Oh! It's wonderful that you want to convert, look I made you a pendent like mine to show that we will be brothers in worship" he thumbled through his pockets and pulled out a brass cog on a chain. "Here, take it. You will see how much joy there is to be had in their holy sight."
With that Erm ran back down the stairs they had come up leaving Brem holding the cog, He looked at it and shook his head, how had such an innocent lad been converted to such a foolish thing, machines as gods! "Psh!" he said to no one. He would have to have a talk with the captain soon about what he could do... amongst other things.