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Burning Skies Saloon
Yiski:
--Over Nalm Airspace--
--Then It Was Fixed Again--
Zill
"Sky. Flak, didn't think you made back to Nalm in one piece... Anyways, one of Yiski's Guild contacts says Anvala's in for an invasion."
Skraider
"Seems suspicious. Any response from Anvala?"
Zill
"That's the odd bit. I'm getting nothing."
--M'Naghten Returns--
Yiski stayed up near the helm in an attempt to get actual voice communications with either the Anvalan Fleet or with Lance. He got nothing from Anvala and Lance's signal kept repeating the same code. Yiski, frustrated with the lack of information, smacked the two radios.
Lauren
"You know hitting the radios doesn't make them work any better."
Yiski
"Lauren... I love you, probably to fault, but this is not the time. ... Zill, you there? Got any word from your end?"
Zill
"Nothing. I would find the Guild attempting to invade our city to be suicidal, but the fact neither of us can get in contact with them is suspicious."
Lauren
"How long will it take for us to get back?"
Zill
"At the rate we're going, by tomorrow morning or afternoon. We'll get there soon."
Yiski looks out into the distance and shakes his head.
Yiski
"Maybe not soon enough."
Wazulu :
Sitting on a crude, hand crafted wooden stool Wazulu looks over the bay from a secluded lodge, a couple of kilometres south of Cathedral. Mildly dozing with a bottle of Rum, a slow whisper fills the air. The whisper grows, becoming a growl. The growl rises to a roar, the sky filled with fury and rage.
Wazulu quickly opened his eye. There were Galleons on the Horizon. Shielding them were the Junkers typical of Arashi mercenaries. This was no trading fleet, this was the Guild in full 'Business'. However, another sight worried him greater- a swarm had appeared on the edge of his vision, a plague and famine split into fifty waves- the planes of Los Gambinos were here to plunder as well.
'Flak.'
The Second Siege of Anvala was soon to begin.
BdrLineAzn:
--M'Naghten Returns--
After Yiski's initial outburst to increase the engine speed, BdrLine is on the main engine strut babysitting it, while the others are on the turning engines. Confident that it will hold for a few minutes before starting to break, he turns back and walk over the structure to the helm where Yiski and Laurn are.
"So care to explain why we are in a rush? They speed we are going now, I'm surprised the engines haven't exploded from overheating."
Yiski:
--NARRATOR--
--M'Naghten Returns--
Yiski ignored BdrLine's comment in favor of trying to get something useful out of the radios. Lauren sighed and spoke while still piloting.
Lauren
"Someone named Lance has sent a coded message stating Anvala was going to be invaded by a Guild mercenary fleet."
BdrLine
"That explains why we're running the engines to the point of blowing us up. I'm guessing this has to do with Yiski?"
Yiski suddenly turns and grabs BdrLine and forces him in front of the radios.
Yiski
"You're good with this stuff. Get me a goddamned signal to Anvala."
BdrLine
"If we can't reach Anvala with this, there's a chance a saboteur has jammed any Anvalan frequencies."
Yiski glared at BdrLine. BdrLine felt Yiski was on the verge of throwing him off the ship. Instead, Yiski took a deep breath.
Yiski
"Do what you can."
Yiski then went down onto the main deck and started doing a systems check on the weapons. Lauren took the occasional glances down at him and sighed.
Lauren
"I hope this isn't a repeat of twenty years ago."
--Then It Was Fixed Again--
Though Zill was calm, his engineering crew were panicking from keeping the engines from exploding. Zill called up Shink, Paradox, and Jun'ko up to the helm to fill them on what was going on and what little they knew.
Shinkurex
"Damn... you think the Guild would do something like this?"
Zill
"If it relates to either me or Yiski, usually. Paradox, use the radio and see if you can even contact your people."
Paradox
"... ... ... ...Piece of... nothing."
Zill
"Flak. I'm not liking this."
Jun'ko
"Because we might be flying into a trap?"
Zill
"That's just it... I don't know."
By tomorrow or sooner, the team would have their answer. For now, all they can do is fly as fast as the skies allow them.
--Anvalan Recon Near Tura--
"Dammit."
"What?"
"Radio must be busted. Can't get a damn signal to Anvala."
"Don't worry. It's not like anything happens this far out."
"What about the raid a few weeks back?"
"Exactly. Who's fucking retarded enough to attack Anvala again?"
Suddenly the two recon troops hear a loud roar passing over head. The two look up with their mouths wide open.
"Fuck."
"Holy shit."
Passing overhead is the Guild's mercenary fleet. Number of ships: 20. Ten galleons, six pyramidions, and four transport ships enough to hold 50 soldiers each. Unknown to recon, the transport ships weren't holding 50 soldiers. They were holding a surprise, compliments from Izumi.
--NARRATOR END--
--END OF DAY 100--
Yiski:
--START OF DAY 101--
--Anvala--
Invasion sirens were going off in the entire city. Civilians were being evacuated into the mountain bunkers. Troops were scrambling to their positions along the walls and batteries. Airmen were doing a final check before setting up a defensive line. Even with less time to prepare than usual, Anvala managed itself with calmness and focus. However, it was a strain when you realize a massive fleet was just spotted 10 kilometers out and closing fast.
It also didn't help both their Admiral and Striker Commander were absent. Any attempt to communicate with them was met with static. Frank sat on the Southern wall and watched anxiously toward the skies.
Frank
"Yiski, Zill... the hell are yall?"
Moments later the radio nearby goes off. Frank answers it. It's the Council.
(3)
"Any contact with the Admiral or Commander?"
Frank
"Negative."
(1)
"Understood. Keep attempting to make contact."
Frank sighed.
"Easier said than done."
There was a sliver lining though. The Guild mercenary fleet was in for a surprise with the new mercury rifles. At least that brought a small grin to Frank's face.
--Over Kesh Airspace--
BdrLine had been working on both radios in an attempt to boost the signal strength and overcome the jamming in Anvala.
Yiski
"Anything?"
BdrLine
"I think I managed to get Lance, but not Anvala."
Yiski
"Good enough." Yiski approaches the radio. "Lance. Yiski. Respond."
... ...
Yiski
"Dammit respond you piece of shit radio!"
... ... ...
Lance
"Responding. Did... get.... sage?"
Yiski
"You're breakin' up."
Lance
"Trans... Izumi... monsters..."
Yiski hits the radio a few more times in a vain effort to get a clear transmission.
Yiski
"Lance... dammit it. BdrLine can't you boost this anymore?"
BdrLine
"Can't. Unless you want me to sacrifice the other radio."
Yiski
"Do the opposite. I need a transmission to Anvala. Lance. I'm breakin' radio contact."
Yiski rubbed his chin for a few moments to figure out what Lance was saying about monsters and Izumi. Yiski had since forgotten about the horrifying discovery the team found at Izumi when pursuing the Birdmen.
Yiski
"Zill? You know anything about Izumi and monsters?"
--Then It Was Fixed Again--
Zill had heard Lance's broken transmission and it sent chills down his spine.
"Flak."
--NARRATOR END--
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