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Carn:
Bridge

Sighing, Alister puts the marker up on a high shelf and directs Koali out the door.  Looking towards the Commander officer Alister says,

"Get me Medbay."

The officer pauses for a moment, looking back and forth between him and Reagan.  After a brief time, he decides that this is above his paygrade and hands him the comm.

"Alison, Gunnery Deck seems to have had an accident. Prep a bag and meet me down there."

"Already?!"

Various un-ladylike mutterings can be heard for ten seconds then,

"On my way."

Handing the comm back to the comm officer and heads out the door, rolling up his sleeve on the way.

Koali:
Bridge

After making sure Alister was gone, Koali snuck back into the room and hunted for some kind of ladder to retrieve the marker. Thankfully for the rest of the crew, he didn't find one, so he instead decided to go to the gunnery deck and see what was happening.

BdrLineAzn:
Bridge

Mentally going over the checklist, Frey nods to himself that the vessel is sufficiently ready for takeoff.

"Signal for the control tower that we are ready for liftoff," he says to the helmsmen, "We been here for quite too long."

"Aye Commander." he responds curtly.

Frey turns to Enger as the room fill is filled with radio chatter.

"Well Councilman, I believe it's time for you to leave the ship. Don't want you be late for anything with you on board."

Straightening his jacket and fixing his sweep back hair, Enger hold out a hand to the Commander, "Well good luck on your mission, hopefully we see some results."

Taking the Councilman's hand with his, Frey gives a knowing nod.

Turning to walk put, Enger gives his farewell to both Reagan and Carm before exiting the room.

With the door closed behind him, one of the radioman says to Frey, "Sir, we gotten permission and is waiting on your command."

"Very well, tell they we will lift up in ten minutes. Give sometime for the Councilman to disembark the ship."

"Yes sir."

"Also, call the hanger bay and ask for their status."

"Right away sir."

Pleased, Frey gives the bridge one more look over before turning around for the door. With a hand on the knob, he says to Reagan," Well Captain, it is your's and Mr. Carn's ship now. If any of you need me, I'll be conducting some business."

Frey turns and makes his way to the Brig.

Hanger Bay

As the four pilots chat amongs themselves, they feel a large lurch beneath them.

"Looks like we are leaving, finally." comments Antonio.

On one of the walls, a radio starts to ring and all turn to it. Beening the closest, Kei picks up the receiver and answers it.

"Hello?"

"Hanger Bay, this is the Bridge, what is your status?"

"Oh, Bridge, all planes are strapped down and we are performing slight maintenance."

"Copy, I'll relay this over, Bridge out."

Returning the receiver, Kei, looks back and sighs to herself as her two wing mates just happen to break off an antennae.

Starboard Gunnery Deck

"What is with everyone and food?" Courage comments as he overhears Amelia.

Rolling his eyes, he puts his focus on the Flak in front of him. Feeling the ship move, he opens the turret door and notices that they are slowly rising from the ground.

"Hey, we are leaving." he calls to the others."

Carn:
Hallways, Near Gunnery Deck

Feeling the lurch at take off, Alister braces his legs and settles into his airlegs.

"Finally, underway. Let's go hunting into the unknown lads."

After mentally noting the high amount of melodrama in the statement, and the fact that no one is around to hear, Alister begins to question his sanity. Then he stops after hearing various sounds of mechanical distress from the gunnery deck. Going, through the door he surveys the situation.

"What's the damage and who's injured? Alison is on her way with a medkit."

Piemanlives:
--Gunnery Deck, Eagle's Shadow--

Amelia was taught as a young girl that women did not yell, they quietly and intensely scolded those who have done wrong. That they should bring understanding to their misdeeds, honestly even if she hadn't brought up to subscribe to such a train of thought, she would have been too mentally exhausted due to the situation to yell in the first place. In order to compensate for this lack of fury however, she decided to opt for a more… piercing approach. She palmed the length of her shifting spanner before lifting it high in the air, and bringing it down with an earsplitting crack as it impacted on the already broken hwacha loading mechanism, despite her not being the strongest person in existence, the weight of her tool certainly made up for the loss in striking power.

“I must admit,” she stated as she brought the spanner up again. “This turn of events is both surprising and highly disappointing.” She brought it down once more, the sound of metal groaning in protest at the abuse it now suffered. Her voice taking on that privileged air, as she lectured them amidst her continued assault.

“Had it occurred to you to think about what you were receiving payment-” the spanner struck again, the metal quite visibly distorted beyond repair.

“for? That now you have both duty and responsibility-” She hadn't noticed that ship had lifted off at this point, nor had she paid attention to the work crew's faces as she continued. She also hadn't noticed that Alister had arrived on deck and addressed them, that Alison soon followed suit, that the young boy who had somehow joined the crew appeared behind them.

“to both operate and maintain this vessel at peak efficiency.” She brought down the spanner in one final strike, the mechanism so fractured at this point that it simply fell apart, components scattered upon the deck as she returned the spanner to its place on her tool belt.

She pulled out a maintenance manual from a compartment on the weapon. “You are to study this and retrieve the necessary parts to return this weapon to operational status.” She watched them run off to the workshop, with a slight huff she looked down at her hands.

Now that her adrenaline was winding down she felt how sore they felt, she took off her work gloves, noting that her hands were slightly red and puffy. Nothing felt broken or exceptionally strained so she supposed they would be fine so long as she didn't go about using her spanner as a makeshift club. An effective one at that if the wreckage of the loading mechanism was any indicator.

It was however, at this point she suddenly realized that she was not alone. “Oh... um, well... hello?”

--Moments Before, Bridge, Eagle's Shadow--

Reagan watched the two of them leave the bridge. Still slightly confused about the marker that Carn had placed on top the high shelf, which she took a moment to retrieve and pocket it, she let the comm officer check in with the rest of the remaining section.

"Hanger Bay, this is the Bridge, what is your status?"

"Oh, Bridge, all planes are strapped down and we are performing slight maintenance."

"Copy, I'll relay this over, Bridge out." He took a moment to jot this down in the log book before the comm slightly startled him.

"Bridge, this is engineering, power plant is coming online momentarily. We'll be to go when you are." The line went dead and the comm officer quickly recorded that as well. Reagan on the other hand stood looking at the station, mouth slightly a gape as she processed the rather familiar voice from the other end.

Well, shit was the only thought she could think of.

--Engineering, Eagle's Shadow--

Lorena hung up the receiver and turned back to the bustle of engineering.

"Right, done over here."

"Well great," The head engineer said from nearby, both hands on a rather large lever. "Help me with this." She grasped the lever from the opposite side and together the two of them shifted it to the activated position. Behind them the power plant hummed to life.

"You know," she said watching it, "I wasn't expecting it to be so..."

"Quiet." It was a statement rather than a question.

"Mmmhmm." She responded.

"Well, it's a modern thing I suppose." He said, "Takes after those old sea going warships, means we don't have to go running about the ship as much to keep things working."

The two of them stood quietly watching it as the rest of the crew went about their business.

"So," she glanced at him, "should we go check the fuel connectors to the engines?"

He sighed, "Yeah lets go."

--Hanger Bay, Eagle's Shadow--

Davis was no engineer, so he helped Ferris and Antonio the only way he knew how. With Duct Tape.

"You really think this is going to hold?" Ferris asked as he watched Davis and Antonio reattach the damn thing.

"Eh, it's duct tape." Antonio said, "You could hold together the entire skies-be-damned Yeshen navy if you had enough of the stuff." Davis nodded in response as if it was the only universal truth in existence.
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Poster's Note:

A while back I rolled for Amelia, somehow ending up as a berserker. Mind you she is neither strong nor fit for that purpose, going to have a bit of fun with that.

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