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Uncharted Skies
Piemanlives:
--Eagle's Shadow, Hanger Bay--
"What?! How did I... Bloody... Uhg nevermind."
Davis stood there staring at the duty roster, while most of the names didn't matter, though he did notice Alister's name listed up there as joint commander with one Captain Reagan Morgan... Thankfully, though not knowing the woman she could easily be as bad as one Richard Morgan, he hoped that wasn't the case, he really hoped that wasn't the case. However that was not the subject of his dismay, rather it was the fact he was listed as the lead element for the expedition's scout group, it's aerial scout group, this meant that he would be flying.
It wasn't like he disliked flying, quite the opposite in fact, skies he was quite good at it, no, it was results of his last "outing" that annoyed him to no end. Davis scout ahead! Davis check out those sand clouds! Davis engage those enemy fighters, don't worry we'll be right behind you! Davis fly into that canyon for no reason and tell us what you see! Davis there's no time to laying about in bed, get back out there! Davis cover us while we make our escape, we'll be back to pick you up if you get shot down... maybe.
The thought of it made him cringe a little, still, it wasn't as if he was the only scout pilot on this expedition, so they would be rotating out every once and a while... hopefully. That was a pretty big hopefully, somehow he felt as if they would be working around the clock, still it listed him as flight lead so maybe he could head that off a little.
They were also occasionally watching him from nearby, maybe he should meet them, there were also 4 planes... oh wait they were bringing a fifth one in, well, that's awkward. He looked around, adjusted his bag and began walking over to meet them.
Carn:
Port Bow
"Hmm."
Alister pulls out a wire brush and begins cleaning the rust off.
"Typically use this to get rust off my axe. But it should do fine. Have any lubricant?"
Twin's Room
Within minutes, the brothers are cleaned and in proper attire.
"So,"
"Are you thinking,"
"What I'm thinking?"
"Banana blaster?"
"Banana blaster."
The twins begin to assemble a odd weapon.
Piemanlives:
--Eagle's Shadow, Galley--
Amelia finally sat down at a table, quiche in hand and piping hot. She supposed she could let it cool for little bit and sat about watching the others go about their meals. Andromeda let go of Amelia's shoulder and went in search of their own meal, supposedly rats and other vermin that would dare infest the ship... whatever those may be.
After a while she quietly dug into her quiche and finished it without complications. Still something was nagging at her, perhaps it was because she was an engineer but she considered what Gaige had said about the ship's weaponry, she stood quietly and made her way to the gunnery deck, once there maybe she could deal with it.
Of course she wasn't the only one it seemed, Courage and Alister had beaten her to it it would seem. Still, not like an extra pair of hands would be harmful.
"Courage, Mr. Carn, a fine morning to be working on the ship's weaponry it seems." She pulled her own set of cleaning equipment and began working on a nearby hwacha.
--Eagle's Shadow, Hanger Bay--
Reagan walked along, observing the crew work as they prepared for lift off, earlier she had checked the room the list and noted a few rooms were taken but not by whom, probably wouldn't be an issue she supposed. She felt a light tap on her shoulder, turning she noticed it was Amelia's pet, the peculiar flying squid, the engine knocker as some engineers would call them for their peculiar habit of living in and knocking on engines. Sighing she pointed to her shoulder and watched as Andromeda perched upon her.
"Cheeky thing."
ShadedExalt:
Popping up by the port side of the bow, Gaige looks around. "Ah, hello there Alister. Need any assistance?"
Carn:
Port Bow
"Check the last hwatcha. First one is done, and Mr. Bell and I have the flak."
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