Arc 1, Thread 1: Man of Steel (Grunt)
"With respect, ma'am, you don't know me well enough or outrank me in any explicit capacity for this kind of social power move," Grunt said as he extracted his arm while they walked, "There's rather little to the interior of the ship. At least in terms of space or differentiation. Aside from a handful of what I assume to be maintenance corridors, and the suite of the Guest, it seemed purely dedicated to combat systems."
He mulled over his words for a moment. Half to order the thoughts, half to rebuke her trying to grab the upper hand. Social games were a weak suit but he at least recognized when a pretty, ambitious woman was trying one on him.
"Assume a crew that doesn't need all the drudgery ours do, no air, food, or water. Safety measures are equally discarded. Fill the available space with nothing but systems for power, offense, and defense including some manufacturing facilities to generate disposable tools for the same. Add in a trivial in the overall context living suite for the only marginally living being. The core is a pair of massively powerful but slow and unsustainable systems; one to kill things and one to prevent destruction until the targets are killed. The rest wraps around those in layers to minimize their vulnerability, effective in their own right but almost ablative armor in intent."
Gabriel shook his head.
"In terms of layout or aesthetics, the bulk of the ship just doesn't have either. If they needed a way to go from one part to another they made the straightest possible corridor, even if that meant half of it was exposed to something that'd destroy almost anything living or dead that touched it."
"The Guest's quarters were a mix of fairly old computer design and much older furnishings. You could control most of the main systems but the support stuff, such as the power distribution, seemed to have been walled off. They gave him a nice gun but don't seem to have trusted him to be able to disassemble it."
He sighed.
"Hallucinations of various threats. Location stays consistent, people and current environment do not. Things appearing on fire, corpses, enemies, and the accompanying sensations. I've had three episodes since our return. Duration appears to be rising from less than a second to roughly two, and most recently seven or so. My assumption was pure psychological stress but that was apparently too optimistic."