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The Skies have no Limit
Oliver Colt:
Cathedral Docks
(Lilith)
"Look sis, it's the Galleon!"
She's 21 years old, but her voice and personality are those of a little girl. She's too innocent, trying to help everyone and getting in trouble for it. Like all people in this wrecked world were as good as she is.
Her sister, however, identical twins as they are, couldn't be any more different.
(Elizabeth)
"Isn't it the same one you pointed out to me 3 times already?"
(Lilith)
"It's just so pretty!"
(Elizabeth)
"You say that about every Galleon."
(Lilith)
"They're so pretty..."
Lilith is the only family she's got left, though. Elizabeth sighs and forgets the topic.
(Thomas)
"We still need to find a place to stay."
The engie says that as he comes out of their ship, trying to fix up his grease-stained shirt. He sounds as enthusiastic about this adventure as he did when he was told to repair the ship when they first found it, almost completely destroyed in the ruins of their old hometown. Now it's a fairly decent Junker that still doesn't have a name, but is commonly referred to as That Old Piece of Junk.
(Elizabeth)
"You tell me all the damn things I already know. We can ask around, see what we see. We've done it before."
Oliver jumps out of the ship, and cleaning the oil off his hands with a rag walks towards Lilith, who had gone a little too far off the path to look at god-knows-what.
(Oliver)
"Lilith, stick behind your sister."
(Elizabeth)
"What about me?"
(Oliver)
"Nothing!"
(Lilith)
"Fine, but I'll be bored."
And so they walk towards the first group of people they can encounter, to ask them where ever they could spend the night.
Piemanlives:
--Garrow Docks--
1 hour later
The crew had gathered on the docks, Alex looked over them as they sat near the ships mooring. It had been a rough few days but things were at least moving forward. An announcement came over the intercom, a ship from the far end of the dock sounded its horn and disconnected from the dock as it set off for parts unknown. Again the intercom sounded and the fleets 4 remaining goldfish disembarked, holding station a respectable distance from the dock. Hearing foot steps behind him he turned to see their passenger join them as they waited the call to disembark. He watched as she approached Lorena, taking something out of her satchel, it was a folded coat, she quickly thanked her and a took a seat, her luggage sitting on the table. Richard sat near him and ordered some water before turning to him.
Richard
"So, what's the agenda?"
Alex
"Making up for lost time, instead of making for Orrington, we'll be heading straight for Serenity Bay through the Oblivion Flats, and from there we'll be flying for Farona, meaning we'll be in the air for a solid 18 to 20 hours."
Richard sighed.
Richard
"So we'll be arriving at noon?"
Alex
"Around then if nothing gets in our way."
The intercom screeched on again.
Intercom
"Vessel 23-13a, you are cleared to disembark."
Reynold
"That's us, lets get moving cap."
Alex
"Right, alright everyone, begin disembarking procedures."
The crew left their seats and made for the ship, Amelia was allowed on board first to make herself comfortable while they worked. Preston and Lorena went below deck to get the engines warmed up. Alex and Richard took a position near the helm as Travis and Reynold began releasing the ropes holding them to the dock. as Dahlia and Phillip came on board the boarding bridge was lifted, the final ropes where released and they began ascending, near them CMS Herald was released from its mooring, the fleets one spire came up from behind them as the three vessels finally formed with the rest of the fleet, they had less forces than when they left, but they still had a mission to complete, and then subsequently get payed. Richard took the helm and took a position on the starboard side of the galleon, a goldfish came up next to them. The other three goldfish took up the port side and the spire took up it's overwatch position to back and above the galleon. Richard then realized something.
Richard
"Captain, I thought we lost all but three of the goldfish?"
Reynold
"They managed to jury rig one of them, towed the entire thing all the way to Garrow. I believe you were napping the entire time, can't blame you though. Apparently repairing a goldfish is standard practice, the thing was ready this morning, fully functional."
Richard
"I see... Well anyways we'll probably be on board for a while, you want to set up the sleeping areas?"
Reynold
"Oh fine, Cap, care to lend a land?"
Alex
"Sure why not."
The two of them began pulling out cots from storage and placed them out, they wouldn't need them till later but it would be good to have them close at hand. Below deck Phillip was sitting on a crate, watching the clouds float by, he felt something on the winds, it wasn't an enemy vessel, no, more like his intuition speaking, something big was about to happen, and the crew was going to be thrust into the fire yet again.
Captain Lockheart:
( O.O.C: Just mentioning, after reading my posts back. I just want to make it clear, Lockheart isn't dead.)
-FIRNFELD, GLOW WATER BAY-
2 Large metal clad steamships gently bob up and down with the tide in the naturally sheltered bay. One of the ships is purely armed for naval combat Brass coloured cannon, gleamed in the orange sunrise to the east. The other had similar cannons, however on the back a large open space carried a Pyramidion. The Ice around the Bay wept gently as it was being melted.
The 2 Captains stood on the Cobbled street, just off the Dock where their ships were Moored.
" Is it done?" Said Captain Oakenshield, a tall man of broad shoulders, and Hands as big as hams; his palms covered with a callus. His Deep brown beard spotted with salt he also wore a Cyclops patch over his right eye, where a scar went down from his bushy eyebrows to the Corner of his mouth, which turned every smile into more of a Grimace.
"Afraid not, the Turncloak got away. He had others with him" says the Pilot of the Pyra, "every one of theirs we took. They took 2... It-It was a-a... Dissapoining result, I hope you will understand. We had no idea he would be with such numbers... We made-"
Captain Oakenshield grabbed Commodore Wylis by the lapel of his jacket.
Captain Oakensheild: " How.. Many... Did... He... Have?"
Commodore Wylis: " 9 Sir..."
Captain Oakensheild: " I GAVE YOU 15 SHIPS, IM LOSING MY PATIENCE WYLIS!" * sigh* " ONE JOB. KILL HIM. ONE."
The Commodore almost fell off the Street into the bay at the loud shouting.
Captain Oakenshield: " I'll do it myself "
Oakensheild in one quick movement pulled out his dagger, stabbed the commodore and pushed him into the bay.
BdrLineAzn:
Skies over Middle Plains, South of Cathedral
--Starlight--
It's been two hours out of Cathedral and the last rays of sun has fallen over the horizon. Taking the lead is BdrLine's Goldfish with Gareth's ship following closely behind.
Currently on the helm is BdrLine with Althea behind him in the cabin. Both Courage and Charles are downstairs beneath the cabin lying in bunks for a small rest.
Althea then comes out of the cabin and stands besides Bdr as she looks up at the darken sky.
Giving a small yawn of boredom, BdrLine looks straight on ahead.
(BdrLine)
*yawn* "What time is it? I've been flying for a while."
Taking a watch out of her pocket, Althea looks down at it and turns back to sky as she returns it back.
(Althea)
"A little past 8, and besides, you only been on for two hours."
(BdrLine)
"It's the monotony of looking straight and flying that kills me."
(Althea)
"Well then, how about you look you. Not like anything will pop up right in front of you."
Turning his gaze to the skies, BdrLine sees that not a cloud was in sight and there was a full moon glowing. Dozens of twinkling stars can be seen in the clear, mostly silent night.
(BdrLine)
"Looking up at the night sky never seems to get old."
(Althea)
"Sure does, i love night like these. So calm and peaceful with the feeling that all the madness has gone away."
(BdrLine)
"Wish the world would be like this."
Going over behind him, Althea wraps her arms around across his chest.
(Althea)
"Then it may get dull, and where would the fun be in that. I still like to take shots at raiders now and again."
(BdrLine)
"Hehe, that's true. Go and take some rest. Be a while until we read Sunder."
(Althea)
"How about you?"
(BdrLine)
"I'll wake up either Charles or Courage. But go and have a nap."
(Althea)
"Alright then."
Althea then pecks BdrLine on the checks and then heads in the cabin and pops open a cot.
Skies over Middle Plains, Northwest of Cathedral
--Comet--
With the arrival of Ny-Lee's parents to the Northern Docks, both ships were quickly boarded and soon rise above the City's walls for a return trip home back to Chang-ning.
On board Ny-Lee's Pyramidion, Pān is stationed on the helm whereas Ny-Lee is on the radio calling to the base in the Yeshan Capital.
(Ny-Lee)
"Hello Capital HQ, do you read me? This is Captain Zhao, mine and another ship are heading home and we have both Zhao's on board."
A few seconds of static can be heard until a male voice comes through.
(HQ)
"This is Headquarters. We hear you Captain. So you found and rescued you parents? Congrats, that is great news. Just have your ships get here as soon as possible. Radio in again once you get close to the Capital, we'll have some escorts to bring you home."
(Ny-Lee)
"Roger on that. We are going at full speed."
(HQ)
"With you guys coming home, I'll bet they'll throw celebration once you arrive. But congrats again. Headquarters out.
With the line disconnected, Ny-Lee turns the equipment off and turns to Pān.
(Ny-Lee)
"Keep her on course to Chang-ning, let get there as soon as possible."
(Pān)
"Aye, Captain."
Satisfied, Ny-Lee turns and goes to the rear housing compartment where Roland and her parents are. She opens the door and sees that her father is awake where as her husband and mother are asleep.
(Ny-Lee)
"Dad, I just called the Capital. They know we are on our way back."
(Shen)
"That's good to hear. But Ny, once we get back, what about that meeting with the Admiral? Remember the plot that we found out?"
(Ny-Lee)
"I don't know. I may just have to go with my instincts."
Shen then gives a small smile to his daughter.
(Shen)
"Just trust them to lead you to what is right."
(Ny-Lee)
"I will dad, I mean look when my instinct brought me. Finding you and mom safe."
(Shen)
"That's the little girl I know."
(Ny-Lee)
"Have some rest dad, I'm going back to check with the others."
Giving a nod to her, Ny-Lee smiles and closes the door behind her and oversees her vessel.
--End of Day 11--
--Start of Day 12--
(The day is over officially, but let's have some night events to make some things interesting. You don't have to write a post in the night you can fast forward to morning as well, just state something to fill in the time.)
Piemanlives:
--Latta--
That night the storm above them was weakening, though it was expected to grow in strength in a few hours time, long enough for them to get out of the isles. Reagan was checking the ships hull integrity with one of the engineers, stress points were tested, engine fastenings were secured, and overall the hull was checked twice over with a comb. For the first time the stars poked through the night sky, in the distance the locals were having a festival, in preparation of the coming rains that would nourish their crops and supply water for the coming months.
Reagan
"So, think we're going to be leaving soon?"
Engineer
"Think so, storms cleared long enough to hightail it out of here."
Reagan
"I guess you're right."
Behind them a few footsteps echoed behind them, Captain Walker and Captain Edwards strolled on up, each of them holding two steaming cups. Edwards passed one to her and Walker passed the other to the engineer, who, after thanking him studied it. Reagan took a look into the cup, the liquid was a brownish red color, a spicy fragrance with a hint of chocolate.
Walker
"Who would have guessed a place like this made the best hot coco?"
Edwards
"Not me, then again I'm not one for hot chocolate, more of a coffee person."
Reagan
"Might I ask where Willard and Peterson are?"
Edwards
"Enjoying themselves on the beach, two of them are younger then both of us. You included."
The engineer just nodded his head at that, and went back to inspecting the ship.
Walker
"Funny, I don't feel old."
Edwards
"That's because you're crazy."
Walker
"Anyways, we leave once those two get back, hopefully soon, we have a limited time frame."
Reagan
"So, are we stopping at Termini or not?"
Walker, much to his credit stroked his chin, which was beginning to grow a beard. Fireworks from the beach exploded above them, showering the sky with brilliant colors. Everyone present stopped to look at the scene, while certainly not as amazing as Cathedrals Spring Festival only days earlier, it still had charm that captivated the hearts and imaginations of the local populace. After a few moments Walker turned to the crew present.
Walker
"We'll be by passing Termini and heading straight for Widow's Point, stop for fuel, and then fly straight for Landmark."
Navigator Willard
"No rest for the wicked huh?"
Behind them, Willard and Peterson approached them, equipment in hand, a rather sad look on their face, but determined nonetheless.
Walker
"Since we're all here, we might as well get airborne."
The crew began unfastening the ropes that held the ship to the dock, after a few moments the squid was released from its moorings, the engines flickered, Edwards took the helm and flew a slow circle, before heading southward.
--Middle Plains, 5 kilometers out from Serenity Bay--
The sun had set only a few hours ago, in the distance, the dull flickering of lights signaled they were getting close to Serenity Bay, they wouldn't be stopping, not until they reached Farona. Reynold was at the helm, most of the others were asleep, Phillip was still awake, visibly worried about something, something even he didn't know but told him to keep an eye out. Richard was leaning over the front railing of the ship, a device in his hands which he pointed towards the city in front of him, a few flashes of light burst forward from it before he stashed it in his duster. Reynold always liked flying at night, there was something so calming about it, things were seen differently in another light. He examined the other vessels in the fleet, like his they were flying at reduced speeds, just enough that they would disturb anyone currently sleeping. Richard jaunted on over before sitting on crate next to him.
Richard
"Quiet night eh?"
Reynold
"Yeah, a nice change of pace, don't ya think?"
Richard
"A bit of a callback to before we came to Cathedral, soaring through the skies with nought a care in the world, so, what is that thing anyways?"
Reynold
"What's what?"
Richard
"Right there."
He pointed off towards a silhouetted figure over the bay. Even from so far away it seemed large and imposing.
Reynold
"I think, that would be the Serenity lighthouse."
Richard
"Not really doing its job is it?"
Reynold
"It fell into disrepair years ago, during wars there wasn't much time to maintain it, even then parts of it were sabotaged, though from what I hear there are families who are looking to bring back the proud tradition of maintaining the damn thing."
They passed over Serenity Bay, below them the city lights seemed even more brilliant, Richard hopped over to the railing, and pulled that device out of his duster again, a few flashes of light later and he stashed it in his duster again.
Reynold
"Alright, your turn, what's that thing?"
Richard
"This? This is a camera."
Reynold
"So that's a camera, never actually seen one before now. A lot less impressive then I though it was."
Richard
"Well, it gets the job done."
Soon the fleet diverted coarse southward, the lighthouse fading from sight behind them.
(O.O.C that was actually kind of fun to write.)
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