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Re: The Skies have no Limit
« Reply #120 on: July 14, 2013, 03:39:05 pm »
--Wild Winds Trading and Acquisitions Counter, Wild Winds Inn--

BdrLine
"Don't tell me they got away."

Plasma grimaces at him, and then glances angrily at the poster.

Plasma
"Apparently they were able to overwhelm the Militia when they flew in for the arrest. The council has discussed it and decided that a dead or alive bounty is best for them. Shoot first, question later in this case. They seem to have gotten what they wanted. Personally, I'm hoping they've gotten what they want and don't return. Or do so in a body bag. If you want to get a crew together and go after them, the reward is handsome. 2500 coin for the leader, 500 each for members of the ship."

He shrugs, shaking the violence off his person. He looks at BdrLine, the shadow of worry settling across his features.

Plasma
"I read the reports, and heard a lot of 'unofficial rumor' back when served under Verra. Sounds like you might have something of a score to settle? Just be careful. They managed to strike in Cathedral. Granted it far more... relaxed than Anvala about... well, everything really. I'd hate you see you come back in bits. Still, if you should need any help, just ask."

Plasma watches Gareth enter, guiding Lyre to a seat. He glances at Emily quickly, then back at the stacks of paper in front of him as his mouth twists from a worried smile into a straight, thin line. Newt slides over next to BdrLine, seemingly appearing out of nowhere (in reality appearing from the stairs to the rooms). He takes a look at Plasma, then BdrLine, then glances over his shoulder at Emily. He leers at Plasma who glares back.

Newt
"She'll come along, given you stay out of trouble."

Plasma arches an eyebrow.

Plasma
"I doubt it, and what makes you think I'd be-"

Newt
"Alright, alright. Solve it on your own then. But remember, if you don't, I will."

He walks away, clapping BdrLine on the shoulder briefly and leaving Plasma blinking in the contrail of the conversation. Plasma assumes a gloomy, harrowed expression and dives behind the counter, digging up more contracts and flyers. He plunks them on the bar and moodily begins paging through them, attention caught between the paper, and some shifty looking men asking after some of the bounties and transport contracts.




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Re: The Skies have no Limit
« Reply #121 on: July 15, 2013, 12:32:08 pm »
--Wild Winds Inn--

From an aside booth, Spike twirls his wrench with dexterous fingers. He has normal tinker suit on made of burnt orange leather riddled with cracks from dusty air. He prides himself as an experienced engineer able to throw together ships and send them home from what others would describe as hell. He was also something of a gunner too, able to shoot in a pinch. Slowly he stood up from his lonesome corner at the mention of a bounty.

Spike
"So there's a bounty and you're looking for some crew eh? Perhaps you could use a nice engineer that also has some experience on the guns?"

Spike calls to the group gathering over the bounty, it sounded like a pretty penny for a simple "shoot first, ask questions later" deal. He remains twirling his spanner very quickly, almost acrobatically between his fingers as he approaches, not once losing grip of it.


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Re: The Skies have no Limit
« Reply #122 on: July 15, 2013, 01:18:48 pm »
--Wild Winds--

Reagan arrived outside of the inn, she decided to check in on Alex, with the entirety of his crew out in some remote canyon, someone had to keep an eye on him. She entered, immediately she noticed the regulars chatting about some bounty, taking a look at the job board, one in particular caught her eye. Mainly because it was large and imposing.

Notice

To all citizens of Cathedral
You all know of this years Rocket Race
One however has brought terror and suffering
This man and his cohorts must be brought to justice
Any and all information pertaining to this investigation will be met with a monetary reward
The master mind must be found
Bounty: 2500 Crowns

Anyone found to be conspiring with this man will be swiftly arrested
Anyone in league with this man are also subject to the crimes committed
Once again any and all information is appreciated
Bounty: 500 Crowns Per Crew Member

She walked over to the bar, the man on duty was cleaning glasses.

Newt
"What can I get ya darlin'?"

Reagan
"Where's Alex?"

Newt
"2nd floor, 3rd room on your right."

Reagan
"Thank you."

She ordered a simple whiskey and drank it down before heading up to check on him, inside the room nothing had changed since yesterday, Alex was laying on the bed, bandages covering his upper torso. While most of the wounds were cuts or small gashes, they would heal in time, the manner in which they reached his body, a high powered cannonade, with the force of impact on his body it caused him to loose consciousness for the time being. She put the bag she was carrying on the table bedside, it had his fixed clothing, he would need something to wear when he woke up. Heading back down the stairs she finally noticed the newcomer sitting in the bar, he probably only arrived today. She took a seat next to the odd man, ordering a small meal for herself and drink, which she needed desperately. She looked at the newcomer again.

Reagan
"So, what brings you around here cowboy?"

--Burren--

The Sky Runner was between a rock and a hard place, both the rock and the hard place being canyon walls. It was a close fit but they managed to steer ship away from a fiery doom.

Richard
"Keep a close eye out, if the canyon gets to narrow we might not be able to escape."

Travis
"Aye sir, wait what is that?"

A bit further into the canyon it widened enough for the ship to maneuver, a largish facility dominated the area, a small air dock was connected to the facility. It looked abandoned but they couldn't be sure.

Reynold
"Shit, look at the size of this place."

Travis
"I'm with you on that, what do you think this place is for?"

Reynold
"Beats me, might be an old military base, who knows. Lorena what do you think?"

From below the ship came another voice.

Lorena
"I'm not making any guesses, best to explore and learn for yourself."

Richard
"Good idea, we're docking now."

The ship met the dock and hung in place.

Richard
"Dalhia, you're leading the team, good luck in there."

Dalhia
"Alright, Travis, Preston, with me. Grab your rifles, who knows what's inside.
« Last Edit: July 15, 2013, 01:26:02 pm by Piemanlives »

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Re: The Skies have no Limit
« Reply #123 on: July 15, 2013, 01:35:37 pm »
--Wild Winds--

Spike
"Well darlin', I'm waiting for a bounty to crawl in my lap. Meanwhile I gotta keep my skills up by twirling this heavy five pound wrench like it is a feather."

The youthful man's voice is smooth and comes off like a somewhat gentle fellow despite the cigarette nestled between his lips and the scars marring his skin from flak rounds.

Spike
"Tell me, you ever have a flak charge detonate prematurely while loading a cannon? See these scars on my face. You start to learn."

As he turns his face the light bathes it revealing the large eyepiece of his left eye, both a scope and a replacement for what should've been there.

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Re: The Skies have no Limit
« Reply #124 on: July 15, 2013, 02:28:00 pm »
(I'm using this next post to show the guard a bit more, we might be able to use it for future posts."

--Cathedral Guard Warehouse--

Captain Walker was not a happy man, in fact, no one in the guard was happy at the moment. For the past few hours since the conculsion of the race, the guard has been peppered with questions that had no answers. He was unhappy to leave it at that, a full investigation was in order. He did however receive message that one of his lieutenants had found a lead, which was why he was here at the warehouse. He opened the door and saw several more officers waiting for him, and amazingly, councilman Gadriel.

Captain Walker
"Councilman, it is good to see you here, may I ask what you're doing here?"

Gadriel
"Learning more about this enemy of ours, I suspect you're doing the same?"

Captain Walker
"Yes sir, foolish of me to ask."

He took a moment to look at the one who called them all here.

Captain Walker
"Alright, what have you found?"

 lieutenant Ashikaga
"Sir, while sifting through the wreckage of the Galleon, we found no intelligence pertaining to the master mind behind the attack."

He wasn't worried, but he was trying his patience.

Captain Walker
"Well go on."

lieutenant Ashikaga
"But we did find this."

He took this moment to pull off a tarp off a pile of wreckage, while most of it was inconsequential, one thing stood out to him. It was an emblem, intricate and simple, did it have anything to do with birds?

lieutenant Ashikaga
"We haven't managed to gather much from it, but the analysts believe that we may be facing some sort of organization, from my sources I've learned that Anvala also faced a similar situation sometime ago, a bit on a larger scale perhaps."

From the crowd of officers a new voice spoke up.

Sergeant Redmond
"So what exactly does that give us? Other then an unknown enemy we have nothing to go on."

Another voice spoke up.

Corporal Peterson
"I'm willing to the Lt. a chance here, until now we had no idea what we were facing, while it's true we don't have any information, it gives us an idea about what's going on."

lieutenant Daniels
"Ever the idealist David, I'm with the Corporal on this though. Even if we don't know who is responsible, we at least know there is something going on here."

Gadriel
"Speculations aside, what does that mean for the city guard?"

Captain Walker
"Excuse me sir?"

Gadriel
"You heard me, the city guard is decimated, most of our vessels are unrecoverable, many of our officers dead. And all we have to show for it is a silly little emblem and a few knit theories. Tell me, what do we do about the guard?"

The room fell silent, murmurs flowed between the guardsmen in the room. Speculations, worry, guilt were present.

Captain Edwards
"With all due respect sir, until now the city guard has protected Cathedral with everything its got, and frankly we're pretty damn good at. We may not be as good as Anvala but we do what we can to protect this city and its inhabitants. While we may have had the living day lights knocked out of us we still remain here, I think it's time we rethought about how we do our duty."

Gadriel
"How so?"

Corporal Peterson
"I feel that our men are not as well trained as they should be, we should have known those two vessels were not one of us but we didn't, and it cost us lives and ships we can not replace."

lieutenant Daniels
"We couldn't recognize the threat even after it revealed its self to us, our men need to be able to act sooner then gawk in surprise when someone opens fire."

lieutenant Ashikaga
"Our men are too undisciplined, they falter when under siege even if they do fight back, they must be the walls of our city."

Gadriel
"Now where does that-"

The warehouse door opened again, and a figure walked.

Captain Walker
"Captain Morgan, seems like you finally decided to join us, finished gallivanting about the city?"

Reagan
"Please Alfred, enough with the talk."

--Wild Winds, earlier--

Spike
"Tell me, you ever have a flak charge detonate prematurely while loading a cannon? See these scars on my face. You start to learn."

She took a look at the scars on his face, looks like that flak shell did a number on his looks.

Reagan
"Sounds like a chore to me, a friend took a cannonade shot into him. He's upstairs if you want to meet him, be warned he's still out."

She took a look at her time piece, she realized what time it was.

Reagan
"Well I would like to stay and chat but I have somewhere to be."

--Guard Warehouse--

Captain Walker
"Hmph, typical. I hope you have something to contribute to this meeting, we've switched over to how to reinvent the Cathedral City Guard."

Reagan
"Personally, while your men were floundering about the place wondering what to do, a friend of mine instantly recognized the threat and managed to stall them long enough for you to get your act together."

lieutenant Daniels
"Are you just going to insult us or do you have anything constructive to say?"

Reagan
"All I'm saying is we need more then just people who are willing to defend the city, we need men with skills, specialists if you will. We've always been a generalists group, while anyone can hold a wrench or steer a ship, people who are superior to others in those fields would make for a more effective guard, spotters, gunners, pilots and navigators, tacticians, while we have several of them, we're going to need more."

Gadriel
"Fair enough start looking for them."

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Re: The Skies have no Limit
« Reply #125 on: July 15, 2013, 02:31:22 pm »
--Wild Winds Inn--

Gareth
"Hey, Michael, why don't you go pick us up a nice contract."

Michael
"Aye aye."

Michael walked over to the counter and eyed the contracts listed on the board, looking for something simple and well paid. That was the plan. But while he was looking for something safe, he something interesting caught his eye.

Wanted by Order of The Yesha Empire: Zardis Lang Dacrain

Michael leant in closer at the poster. The poster had an image of this "Zardis Dacrain" just below the title, an image that showed a gruff looking man with short dark hair behind a bandana, and a very well kept moustache which was platted at the ends. The overall effect was to make the man look quite mad.

Also known as "Dacrain Wolf".
Wanted dead or alive, preferably alive for interrogation.
Wanted for charges of murder, theft and treason.
Believed to be hiding out in the area around Dragontown.
Care must be taken, this man is extremely dangerous and vile of temperament and all effort should be placed into bringing this scumbag to justice at any cost.
Reward: 7500 Crowns

Michael
"Holy shit!"

He had not realised he said that out loud and a few heads turned to him. He quickly tore down the poster and brought it over to Gareth's table and laid it out. After reading through the notice and arriving on the reward part he responded.

Gareth
"Holy shit! 7500 Crowns?"

Lyre
"The Yeshans must really want this guy. Why? What could he have done that the Empire is willing to offer 7500 Crowns for his arrest."

Gareth
"I'm not sure about that, but what I am sure about is the 7500 Crowns we'll get for bringing him in."

Michael
"We'll not have to work again for a good long while."

Lyre was still not convinced, looking at the poster on the table, she knew from experience that things like this are very rarely as simple as the poster claims it to be.

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Re: The Skies have no Limit
« Reply #126 on: July 15, 2013, 03:06:17 pm »
--Wild Winds Inn--

BdrLine looks between Plasma and Newt at their conversation. Shaking his head at the news he returns back to the others at the table.

BdrLine
"Well we got some bad news."

The three look up to him giving their attention.

Charles
"Don't tell me."

BdrLine
"Yup The 'Birdman', I think in this case, got away."

Courage
"What do we do now? Do we even know what they are planning?"

BdrLine
"My guess they were here for the many experimental engines. They maybe building something for them, they had a knack for technology to use for their schemes."

Charles
"Damn, think they are big again."

BdrLine
"For that, I don't even know, much behind them are unknown. All the information we know about them are either destroyed  or just a single chapter in the Library back in Chang-ning. They are also unpredicable, only time we cross paths is that we were lucky or they came to us."

Tommy
"So there is no way to find their next moves."

BdrLine
"Nope and I bet they are long gone from this city."

--Endless Salts, En Route to Suna towards Yesha--

After regrouping with the rest of his men, The Birdman then returned back to the race track in the middle of the night and salvage the many experimental engines form the racing craft, of course taking out the clean-up crew and protection. To transport the heavy componets, they stole a transport ship and another ship for protection.

Throughout the night and into the next day, the three ship formation race thought the Salts on full speed. On the stolen Militia Goldfish, the Birdman reconfigure the radio to the two ships that took the Zhao delivery job.

Birdman
"What's the status on this delivery."

Radio
"We are half a days out from the Capitol."

Birdman
"Good, good. Once in the city hold there until I personally come. I want to be there and greet the Councilman and his family personally. But first I have certain goods to store back in our hideout."

Radio
"Yes sir."

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Re: The Skies have no Limit
« Reply #127 on: July 15, 2013, 07:38:58 pm »
--Wild Winds Trading and Acquisitions, Wild Winds Inn--

Plasma fluidly splits his attention between the various groups at the counter. Preparing documents for one while discussing terms with the other. He acknowledges Spike with a nod before accepting a rather large sum of money from a rather old gentleman with a fantastically long beard. He produced a receipt from under the desk, then grabs a large stack of papers and hands them to another man.

Eventually he puts up a neat little board folded at an angle. The makeshift sign reads

ON BREAK

and he ducks out in front of the counter, crossing the room wearily and settling at the bar. Emily moves over to him and shoots a brief derisive look his way.

Emily
"You seem overworked."

He narrow his eyes at her, vaguely suspecting sarcasm.

Plasma
"I've never been quite comfortable behind a desk or counter. Much prefer the sky. Might see if BdrLine wants to go take out these Bird bastards for once and all. Might not be that simple, but I think the Might is up to it."

Emily's face darkens briefly, but Plasma is too engrossed in his beer to notice. When he finally does surface, she's all concern and indignation again.

Emily
"But, you have no idea where to look. Don't tell me you're just going to fly out in a random direction?"

Plasma gives her a sideways look. He produces a note from his pocket. A crude map seems to be drawn on it.

Quote from: Note
Dearest friend,

We are sorry you could not prevent such horrible tragedy.
We wish to impress our good will on you. Friends help friends. We would very much like to help you, and would like your help.
This map will lead you to some birds. They will not expect you.
Other birds are flying, as birds do, flying for the beautiful boxes kept by the Zhao. We also wish for friendship with the Zhao, and would like to help them. Your friend, BdrLine, may be interested in these birds.

With friendship
Those of Dust

Emily
"And you trust these people? These Arashi enigmas?"

Plasma shrugs. And pockets the note. He pushes himself up from the bar, ignoring Emily's curled fists and glaring eyes to walk over to BdrLine. He taps him on the shoulder, and hands him the note.

Plasma
"I think, maybe, you and I should hunt some birds."

He then walks to the bounty board, and quickly draws up a new notice.
Quote from: Post
WANTED

Two Engineers of Competence
One Handy Gunner

60% of captains share - No less than 500 in coin.
Dangerous work hunting dangerous men.

See Plasma for details.

Noticing Spike nearby, and after watching him twirl his spanner a bit, Plasma calls out to him.
Plasma
"You, Cowboy in the Orange Suit. You were interested in a bounty job, yeah? Care to crew the Venucian Might? I could use an engineer of your caliber."

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Re: The Skies have no Limit
« Reply #128 on: July 16, 2013, 02:36:36 am »
--Wild Winds Inn--

Gareth
"So, who are taking on this mission?"

Michael
"Well, there's you, me, Lionel, Kay, Hector..."

Lyre
"Me."

Gareth and Michael looked at her, while she looked back at them with a 'matter of fact' expression and tone.

"I'm coming too."

Gareth
"Lyre, you've still got a hole in your stomach. You can barely walk."

Lyre
"So let's say I don't go with you. You'll be going off perusing down to Dragontown, and leaving me here... all alone. The only option other than taking me with you is not going at all. Are you sure you want to do that?"

Gareth just sat there, glaring at Lyre before raising an eyebrow.

Gareth
"I guess I have no choice."

Lyre
"As per usual."

Michael stood up and clapped his hands together.

Michael
"Well, I guess that's us sorted. I'll go get the Griffinheart ready and brief the crew. Meet us at the docks some point soon."

And with that Michael strode out of the door and off towards the docks, while Gareth and Lyre sat at the table and looked at each other silently. Gareth then took the poster and set it down on the table facing Lyre.

Gareth
"'Extremely dangerous and vile of temperament'. I'm not going to lie, this looks dangerous, and I'm not going to say I  like the idea of you coming with us. But if you get shot again, or worse, I'm not sure I could deal."

Lyre put her hand on the side of his face.

Lyre
"Neither am I. But it won't have to come to that. I'll be careful."

There was a pause before Gareth nodded and put the poster in his pocket.

Lyre
"I'm gonna go help with the ship. See you there soon."

Gareth
"I'll help you."

Lyre
"Don't you dare."

She got up and made her way slowly to the door, grasping her stomach tightly to lessen obvious pain, which could be seen on her face. Gareth held the worried expression on his face, but removed it as he got up and walked toward the counter. He leant over and quickly addressed Plasma.

Gareth
"Just so you know, We'll be gone for a while on a big contract. Just a heads up."

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Re: The Skies have no Limit
« Reply #129 on: July 16, 2013, 03:07:08 pm »
Spike looks up as he is addressed by a captain, now this was the break he's looking for. Slowly he stands back up and twirls the spanner like a pistol, holstering it in his utility belt.

Spike
"How much do ya pay for an engineer of 'my' caliber?"

He questions the Captain. Spike isn't one to be paid like dirt. He wants to get rich and get out quick.

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Re: The Skies have no Limit
« Reply #130 on: July 16, 2013, 04:03:09 pm »
--Tattered Facility, Burren--

A gun shot filled the air and a beast fell to the ground.

Preston
"W-w-what are these things!?"

Dalhia
"I'd rather not figure that out, how many does that make?"

Travis
"Fifteen by my last count, there may be more ahead. I think we should be wary as we continue on."

They continued down the hallway, it was definitely filled with things they could sell or use, they have to keep note of it for later though. As Dalhia and Travis continued on, Preston was examining the dog like beast, it was black, and covered in some sort of residue, he was about to take his eyes off it when the flesh began to dissolve and all that was left was a skeleton.

Preston
"G-g-guys!"

They were to far ahead off him, they only motioned for him to come, and he ran to meet them. His eyes darting back to the skeleton all the way.

--Tattered Air Dock--

For the past hour they've been listening in on the muffled sounds of gun fire, they had no idea what was going on inside but they couldn't leave the ship unattended. Whatever was going in on their it couldn't be good.

Reynold
"What do you think is going on in there?"

Richard
"Hell if I know, I'd like to go in and check but we can't leave the ship alone can we?"

Reynold
"Point taken. Still I'm worried, I'd rather not see anymore people I care about injured because I can't do a damn thing to help them."

--Tattered Facility--

They entered a large open room, which just spoke of ambush. They looked around, tables, chairs, strange contraptions blocked off all the doors beside the one they entered through.

Travis
"What the hell happened in this place?"

Dalhia
"Again, I'd rather not find out."

A booming sound echoed throughout the room, then a voice behind them spoke. They turned to see Preston at some sort of terminal, a man was displayed on the screen.

Man
"We tried, we tried and we failed. The mistakes of those that came before us, and we tried to right them, but we failed. The Grazer Hounds are loose throughout the facility, we've blocked them off here but we can't hold it for long, we've evacuated as many as we can, and we're still going."

Another voice from off screen chimed in.

Man 2
"Sir, they're trying to break through the barricade, I'd give them a few minutes before we have to fight them off again."

Man
"I see,"

He sighed before continuing.

Man
"If anyone in the future gets this, you must kill the brood mother, it is imperative you do this, if these things loose-"

He paused for a moment, the sounds of hammering getting louder and louder.

Man
"I'd rather not think of the consequences."

More hammering, another voice from off screen spoke.

Women 1
"Sir, one of our ships has returned, if we make a run for it, we may be able to escape!"

Man
"Take the others and go ahead, I'll be right behind you."

Man 2
"But sir we can't just leave-"

He made a motion to silence the voices, they fell quiet.

Man
"I will be right behind you, now go."

Man 2
"Yes sir."

Many foot steps resounded about and soon they grew quieter.

Man
"The Brood mother is at the lowest floor, in order to kill her you must incinerate the containment chamber, access code is 2340-9243-Alpha Centauri. Go with haste, good luck."

He stood up and ran in the direction of the other footsteps, a door was closed, and a large explosion filled the room.

Dalhia
"Sounds like someone fucked up big time."

Preston
"Umm, guys, there was only one open door when we entered, if that was anything to go by, how did the

He thought for a moment, the name apparently lost on him.

Travis
"Grazer Hounds?"

Preston
"Yes, how did they get in?"

The fact startled them for a moment, before they frantically began searching around the room, looking for the supposed entrance. the only thing they found close enough was a vent in the wall, it looked to small for one of the creatures to enter through, let alone a horde of them.

Travis
"What do we do now? Do we do as he asks?"

Preston
"We should head back to the ship, this is to much for us alone."

He had calmed down enough for him to speak normally, he also spoke the truth, they wouldn't be able to tackle this foe alone, and they would need bigger guns.

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Re: The Skies have no Limit
« Reply #131 on: July 16, 2013, 05:17:57 pm »
--Wild Winds Inn--

Tommy and the others looks to BdrLine after Plasma's proposal.

Tommy
"Think we should go after them?"

BdrLine
"With the knowledge that they are still out there, I'm down for some big bird hunting."

Charles
"But we don't know where to start. They can be anywhere."

BdrLine
"Yes, but if we don't do anything the consequences are dire. Let them get away with it, then ... I don't want to know."

He puts his hands up at not wanting to know if the Birdmen, or Birdman, wins. The three looks at one another and back to him.

Courage
"You know what, we're in."

BdrLine
"Really? Going out on this, it will be one of the most dangerous things we will go through."

Charles
"Hell Bdr, we went through worst, another thing wouldn't faze us."

BdrLine
"Alright, then I'll go and tell Plasma."

He gets up and moves towards Plasma and places a hand on his shoulder.

BdrLine
"We are in, this Birdman is too much to be left alive and out there. But we need to do one thing, I need to get back to Anvala to retrieve some things before we set off for this."

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Re: The Skies have no Limit
« Reply #132 on: July 16, 2013, 05:26:46 pm »
--Wild Winds Inn--

Plasma nods at BdrLine, indicating the new notice he's posted.

Plasma
"I'll see what I can do about a crew while you're gone. Be quick about it."

He watches BdrLine walk back over to the others, and let's out a sigh. Then turns to back to the Cowboy.

Spike
"How much do ya pay for an engineer of 'my' caliber?"

Plasma jerks his thumb back at the poster, arching an eyebrow at Spike.

Plasma
"Well, that depends on how much we bring in. The total bounty will be split between crews, but I'll guarantee no less than 500 coin each. Quite probably be a great deal more than that. Honestly, you won't get a terrible lot more round these parts. Not without...ah...massive caveats."

He shoots an almost pitying look at Gareth, Michael, and Lyre as she leaves. As Gareth approaches him he shoots him a worried glance.

Gareth
"Just so you know, We'll be gone for a while on a big contract. Just a heads up."

Plasma
"We haven't known each other for very long...but I wouldn't take that contract if I were you. Not if it were 100,000 coin. But it's your decision and I can't say any more about it."

He shrugs, picking up the ON BREAK sign and tossing it over the counter, before following it himself.
He draws up a few papers, contracts for crewmen, and handles a few transactions from the other customers who had waited so patiently for him to return. 

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Re: The Skies have no Limit
« Reply #133 on: July 16, 2013, 06:17:01 pm »
--Docks--

Michael had briefed the crew of the Griffinheart and was now making a few preflight checks, running over things like balloon integrity and the functioning of guns. After remembering the race, he put extra effort into the inspection of the engines. He was just examining the left steering engine when he glanced at the gangplank and saw Lyre limping aboard. He slid down the ladder, walked over and offered to help her, an offer she begrudgingly accepted. She gave a small 'thanks' as he let go and she went over to the helm.

Michael
"Oh, so you'll be flying?"

Lyre
"Why wouldn't I be? I can still turn a wheel."

Michael
"Well, this is technically my ship, well... Partially my ship. Anyway, I'm the better pilot."

Lyre
"Hey, what happened to your face?"

There was a silence between them which lasted a second before Lyre chuckled.

Michael
"Fair point."

Just then Gareth arrived with the eagles following him, before both landing on the rail. Gareth walked over and gathered the crew on deck.

Gareth
"Right crew. It may seem like this is a one way ticket to riches, and maybe it is. But I know from experience that they don't put large bounties on men who come quietly. So we should expect a fight. This 'Dacrain Wolf' will almost certainly have teeth and claws. But that's hardly stopped us in the pa- I don't know how to finish this lets just go."

Everyone laughed, as Lyre lifted the ship up and took it out on a southwesterly course.

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Re: The Skies have no Limit
« Reply #134 on: July 16, 2013, 11:18:37 pm »
--Wild Winds--

He was sore, definitely sore, and wounded it would seem. He sat up and took a look at the table next to him, a bag was placed on it, upon further examination it contained his clothes. Realizing that he quickly looked at his body only to notice, that thankfully he still had his underwear on.

Alex
"Sometimes I wonder."

Sitting on the bed for a moment, he tested the waters, he slowly began to stand, finding he could he carefully put a foot in front of him. Well knowing that he could walk and stand, he threw on his clothes and began to walk out the door when he noticed a note taped to the table.

Alex
"Lets see here."

He picked up the note, apparently it was from Richard.

Captain

I needn't tell you that we're worried about you,
Anyways, we've decided to get some work done and are heading out to salvage from some locations.
If you wake while we're gone I hope you can find something to keep you occupied,
We don't expect to be back till morning tomorrow.

Good Luck
~Richard


Alex
"Well at least you've done something right."

He walked out of the room and headed down the stairs. He noticed that some of the regulars weren't around, BdrLine was talking to his crew, Plasma was sitting at the jobs desk and a new guy was sitting at a table looking at a contract, there was no sign of the bird crew though Gareth was his name wasn't it? He popped over to the bar to grab a drink.

Newt
"Awake are ya? Glad to see you up and about, now how about a drink?"

Alex
"I'll have a whiskey."

Newt popped back under the table to grab something, while he was doing that, something on the bounty board caught his eye. He pulled the bounty off and began to look at it, Newt popped back with a bottle of whiskey.

Alex
"Zardis Lang Dacrain huh, this is new, never would have thought he would have a bounty like placed on him."

Newt
"Know him?"

He poured a pretty decent sized drink into his glass.

Alex
"Know him? I've dealt with him a few times, he used be the Head of one the Prominent Trade Houses back in the Yeshan Empire. He also helped to smuggle me and a-"

Newt noticed he was lost for words for a moment.

Alex
"A friend, he helped smuggle us out of the Empire, I was 16 if I recall correctly."

Newt
"Eh, who knows with the Yeshans, hell he might even be revolutionary, considering Treason is on the list of charges, want another whiskey."

Alex
"Nah, a job more like it, my crew is out for the next day or so on a Salvage run."
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