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Burning Skies Saloon
Wazulu :
*Wazulu walks in behind him, wondering what exactly qualifies as a 'Familiar stranger', nonetheless, he'd blame Shink for the confusion. Sitting down at the bar he proceeded to whistle to himself, only to glance at his watch and swear. With a storm of expletives Wazulu ran out just as the door began to close*
Captain Lockheart:
--Airspace outside Chaladon--
*Aboard the Maelstrom*
First Mate:"Cap'n the gun bearings are greased, engines cleaned, rounds loaded and boarding party ready!"
Fadeshade: "Excellent!, as soon as Lockheart mans up we shall kill wildly, or die painfully!"
*He smiles, the first mate walks away a bit worried about his captains mentality. Fadeshade pulls out his spyglass and looks toward the enemy ship*
"Prepare the men for combat!"
*Aboard the Aesterium*
*Lockheart was wearing his usual war room outfit, except with armor plating underneath, he also wore a green tin "Brodie" hat. He was shaking, numerously checking over very small details to try settle his stomach a little, the clouds rolled by then he caught site of the 2 ships a junker and a pyramidion. he took out his spy glass and scanned the enemy ships, his gunner and first mate were stood behind him on the captains bridge.*
Lockheart: "Looks like they also took the same initiative..."
Gunner Karl: "aye aye Commodore, ill load the hwacha with Incendiary to try burn them off"
*Karl Headed off to the front gun, Lockheart looked across the deck of the junker and pyramidion to see them bristling with more men brandishing weapons. a boarding party*
First mate Ludvig: " Orders Commodore "
*Lockheart sighed*
"Oh lord...., just wait for the signal i guess, and prep the men"
Ludvig: "Aye Aye"
*Ludvig walked off leaving lockheart alone on the bridge, he then quickly used his spyglass to check the 2 galleons off to one side, one of each sporting the families banners. he looked for Cecelia but all he could find was his father looking at his watch and comforting his mother*
"what i would do to get back to her alive..."
RearAdmiralZill:
-Narrator-
Zill stood atop the highest point on his Galleon overlooking the vast nothing that was outside Anvala's walls. The Sky was busy with activity however. Three quarters of the Anvalan High Fleet were deployed and getting into position for the war games. Crowds were gathered to witness the spectacle of military might. Matty had joined him on his Galleon today. Jun'ko was hanging off some rigging to get the best angle of the wasteland. Matty turned to Zill.
"So, bets?"
"Oh you want to start that up again do yea? Red has this in the bag."
"No way. Blue has Timmy piloting the lead. He's got to be the star of that new girl's class."
"We'll see how he folds under pressure."
"Yea yea. I still love a good underdog."
"20 silvers sound right?"
"All the time."
The Council and highly esteemed citizens were allowed access to the top of the city walls for the games. Their long-winded speech to the masses was ended with the celebratory signal to begin the games. Crash coordinated the one-shot barrage into the Sky from all batteries. Zill grinned, then took out his spyglass to scan the outer borders. Representatives from the Baronies and Yesha were in the distance watching from afar. While on paper they wanted to show support for the independent city, they also wanted to know just what the world's best gunners had in development for the future. Jun'ko cheered, and the two captains watched with grins as the games began.
-End Narrator-
Shinkurex:
*Glancing at the quickly disappearing Wazulu*
what an odd fellow
*Having gotten confirmation that the Milk was indeed still off limits, Shink orders his Hellfire and moves to his old spot*
"Where is everyone? I figured a much bigger fanfare with my return..." *Shink frowns* "Zill's not even here"
BdrLineAzn:
--Anvalan Airspace--
Flying at the outskirts of the mock battle, a lone junker observes, oddly not the maneuvers, but at the engines of the ships. BdrLine and his usual three have binoculars and telescopes out looking at sterns of the ships at the engines to see how they hold.
"First the Council asks us to install new engines to the Fleet, now they are making us to make sure they work. They can't seem to trust me do they? Hold on moving to get another angle, so how they holding?"
Look through his scope, Allen answers.
"The engines on this ship looks fine. They are holding, nothing is falling off, they can take a hell of a being though"
He looks away from his scope and to BdrLine.
"But can you blame the Council? I mean you have a little track record with damages."
"Hey, it's improving. And the design I made, plus the one that Zill and the others found, made these faster and more durable."
Tommy
"Well once this is over, you know we will be paid big for fitting the Fleet"
BdrLine
"Yeah I know, just keep watching"
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