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The Skies have no Limit
Piemanlives:
--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.
BdrLineAzn:
--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."
Plasmarobo:
--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.
Gryphos:
--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.
Piemanlives:
--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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