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Burning Skies Saloon
Yiski:
--Warehouse--
"Ow!"
*A few cinders and sparks manage to jump high enough to avoid any of the protective gloving and land on Roland's shoulder. The extreme molten bits cause Roland to jerk back. Yiski places a cold wet cloth on the spot.*
"Good thing I had you change clothes. Would've been hard to explain the holes in your clothing to Ny-Lee."
"I just hope these burn marks do not raise her suspicions."
"True, given she's probably seen every part of your body."
*Roland immediately blushed causing him to lose some concentration and makes more sparks fly.*
"Come on now lover boy, you gotta concentrate."
*More hours would pass by.*
Wazulu :
--Hanat--
--Blizzard Coast Inn--
*Wazulu enters, garnering the stares of everyone in the room. A burly man, beard floating somewhere in his drink, turned and faced him*.
'You look a little soft to be of these parts- who th'bloody hell are ya'?
Bollocks, i hadn't thought about a cover...
'Err, I'm........Rear Admiral....er....Lockheart. Rear Admiral Lockheart, Anglean Republic Navy. I assume your the leader of the Mercenaries to accompany my unit?
*The man was quickly startled, and his two colleagues behind him turned in the sight of formal authority*
'My greatest apologies Cap'n I-'
'Admiral. Anyway, I don't have time to chat idly. I'll need you other patrons to clear out, understood? Unless you want seven tonnes of Flak Cannon at dawn tomorrow you'll comply.'
*the patrons edged along the walls to the door, leaving all but Wazulu, the barkeep and the three Mercenaries*
Bloody Hell, I'm not half bad at this lark. Now, onto the operation.....
'Mercenary, come look at this map- we'll discuss our battle plan to take Anvala and your formation in the fleet'
*The Mercenary leader, approaching* 'Hold on, I thought me and my boys were to play with your Anvalan friends, while you blokes with the Heavy guns flanked them by surprise- there was nothing about us flying into the guns of Anvala!'.
Shit.
'Plans change, Merc, surely that won't affect our deal'.
'Like hell it will!' *The Mercenary reaches for his sword, his comrades motioning to reinforce him a second or two later. Oddly enough, as Wazulu notes their approach, he spies a couple of bottles of Hellfire behind the bar, and wonders how the hell they got there*
Eh, Plan B then. Gonna strangle that Council strategist.
*With a quick move Wazulu elbows the leader in the jaw, following by reaching for his sword arm, twisting it to not only disarm him, but to break the bones. A quick snap can be heard. Holding the Leader as a shield, Wazulu pulls out the pistol, levelling it at the Leader's head*
*Both laugh, and pull out their own weapons nonetheless*
'Bloody Lockheart, seems he was right about honour', Wazulu muttered.
Well, only one card left to play
*He turned the gun forward*
*The Mercenaries were confused: it seemed as if this man wasn't aiming at them, but rather the shelves behind the bar....*
Skyraider:
*All of a sudden, Sky walks into the door quite quickly, he asks in a paniced voice*
"What is going on here? I'm seeing troops moving all around the city preparing defenses, are we going to be under attack?"
RearAdmiralZill:
-Saloon-
Jun'ko rushed up to Sky to look past him through the door. Troops were running about, and crewmen rushing toward the Port.
"Flak. Everyone get to your homes. It looks like a raid coming in!"
Everyone save for a few souls left in a hurry. Jun turned to Sky.
"I guess the Republic Fleet wants a crack at Anvala."
-Port-
Zill was about to head out when he received a distress call.
"This is Admiral Zill. Do not fire on them. You won't last. Can you tail them for me and keep me updated Lockheart?"
"Sure thing. So much for my big haul."
Zill got on his radio.
"Black Squids."
"Got you loud and clear Admiral."
"Matty, they are going to hit us from Eilius. I want your guys watching our back though the mountains. Mistress forbid they try something smart."
"On our way at full speed."
"To Clear Skies."
He then contacted Crash.
"Wall, this is Admiral."
"Go ahead."
"Focus the northwest. Republic Fleet headed toward Eilius and could be here by nightfall. Seal the City."
"Aye. We're ready for 'em."
"To Clear Skies."
Zill raised the Port alarm and got on the horn.
"To all personnel, raid is inbound. Get your boats up and proceed to the northwest walls."
The men scramble. Engines started flaring up and the Sky lit up with boat lanterns as they lifted out for the walls. Zill flagged down some men and prepared his Galleon. He then singled out another Galleon pilot.
"Captain, support our east wall with Black Squid Squadron."
"So they do....."
"No time for idle thoughts captain."
"Yes sir!"
Zill again got on his radio to the City Center Garrison.
"All personnel, sound the alarm. Incoming Republic raid. Any willing man or woman is free to join a designated defense levy, and will guard from any ground incursions. All turrets are to be manned."
"So it's true then."
"It is."
Skyraider:
*Sky runs out the door, and says one last thing*
"I am not about to be invaded without a fight!"
---Sky's Private Airstrip---
*A few minute pass before Sky meets Iris on his private airstrip, Sky commands Iris*
"Quickly, put as many Hwcha rockets onto the plane as possible! I don't care if it cripples the planes maneuverability! We could be raided!"
"Yes sir!"
*They both begin to put Hwcha rockets into the rocket pods and load the duel machine guns, along with start the engine.*
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