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

Reagan had stayed on deck to coordinate with the repair crews as they went about their duties. It wasn't her responsibility to do so but the night's events had gotten her far too worked up to get any rest for the time being. So until she managed to drop dead due to exhaustion she'd continue assisting them with their work.

There had been another reason for her unease however. During her talk with Courage the two of them had pointedly avoided talking about... well, anything of meaning. Content to make useless small talk instead of discussing what was what she assumed was on both of their minds:

Did they know?

Again the thought pierced her mind as she went about her repair work, it was not as if they were subtle about their destination, nor could anyone really overlook their vessel, it was as large as it was public, very. Still, they had not discussed their mission with anyone, only those in charge knew the true details of this job... Not even Lorena knows...

That was not a comforting thought either, that HIS daughter of all people was on board was both a comfort and a disaster waiting to strike. She knew, from the limited time that she seen the two of them interact that Alexander was fiercely protective of her, that he was willing to got any number of lengths to keep her safe. To let her come alone, either that was testament to how much he trusted her or... How much he trusts me...

Another thought that did not sit well with her. Somehow she felt as if he knew too, knew that something was amiss with this whole job and had willingly let her tag along. The young woman had related the encounter with her father in the warehouse, shown her the weapon he had given her, even quoted what fragments of his "pretentious and unnecessary" parting words she remembered.

"Shit this is getting complicated."

"Ma'am?" Behind her a crewman had seemingly appeared, carrying a large beam over his shoulder.

"Nothing, get back to work."

"Uh, yes ma'am."

Now was not the time to get lost on tangents, she and the rest of those "In the Know" needed to have a debrief and figure out where to go from there. She turned and left the deck, much to the bewilderment of those around her.

--Port Side Battery, Gunnery Deck, Eagle's Shadow--

Amelia sighed as she finished the repairs to their guns, somewhere along the way she had gained command of the maintenance crews on deck, perhaps it was her display prior to the night's skirmish that drove home the idea that she was not to be trifled with on matters of maintenance and repair work.

Around her the crews were finishing the larger more important tasks at hand, replacing armor plates and checking the firing mechanisms, the guns were old, well, a number of them were at least, enough that one had to be mindful of the fact after combat, though it seemed it was at the moment unnecessary, having held up well under fire. The crew that had been on the receiving side of her lecture had finished work on their flak cannon quite quickly with nominally satisfying work. Gaige himself was directing the crews while she rested, no one was expected to stay on shift as long as the two of them had, having worked since early afternoon to get the weapons up and running and she was thankful he still had the energy to deal with minor instances of incompetence. She herself was sat against a support beam that reinforced the structure between the deck below and above them, watching as the crew worked, boast and bets had been established as a few crews had opened dialogue between them, in some cases establishing friendly rivalries to see who could repair their weapon the fastest and get yelled at the least.

As she watched a familiar face popped up from the deck's hub, standing as her eyes drifting to the translucent blob that was attached to her shoulder.

"Andy, where have you been?" The small creature detached itself from Lorena's shoulder and shot off towards her with a jet of gas. She gained a few questioning looks from the crews as the creature perched itself on her shoulder. She gave it an affectionate rub witch elicited a contented purr from the small creature, or was it larger? She was honestly unable to tell at this point.

"Thank you for watching over Andy."

"Anytime, also" Lorena pulled out a tin cup and thermos and poured an amber liquid into it. "brought something for you."

She accepted it and took a small sip as Lorena poured herself a cup. "Tea."

"Yup." She drank out of her cup as the two of them sat down against the support. Amelia was more than content to simply sit and listen as Lorena broke into tales about the repair work and levels of annoyance surrounding organization of the repair teams.

"-And it was only after they began retrieving the planes that they told us 'Oh hey, you should probably go clear the landing zones now.' We could've had it done before than if someone had been paying attention and- hey what's so funny?"

Amelia stifled a giggle, "I don't believe I have ever seen you as worked up about something as you are now."

She punched her in the shoulder, "Hey, you're an engie too now, you'll understand eventually."

--Hanger Bay Break Room, Eagle's Shadow--

Davis walked in and promptly fell upon the couch, Kei, Antonio, and Farris shuffled in behind him and shut the door.

"Right, new orders." Davis' voice was muffled by the upholstery of the couch and turned so he was laying on his back. "We're sleeping here tonight." To which he promptly passed out.

Antonio, Kei, and Farris looked at each other before Antonio spoke up.

"Right, I call the pool table."

BdrLineAzn:
Brig

"Oh, the Commander fails to mention me? A shame." starts Briggs, with a his of fake disbelief, "Anywho, I am Jasper Briggs, Dr. Jasper Briggs at your service."

"Well Dr. Briggs, mind telling me why you are here?" Courage questioned only to turn at the sound of four metallic bangs.

"All locked up, need anything else?" one of his men asks.

"No that will be all. Try to get some rest."

With a nod, he motions to the other two and they quietly leave the Brig. As they leave, Jasper calls out behind them, "You best need it for later, you never know what will happen in the future."

With the door shut, Courage turn his gaze back to Jasper, "That's a little knowing hmmm Doctor. So again why is a man like yourself doing in here. My first guess being a little deranged."

"Not that quite off," Briggs says with a shrug, "Do ask yourself Courage, why am I here? Why is anyone here? That's the question for the universe." he ends with a smirk.

"What did you say?" he asks, "I don't think I said my name at all."

"Ohh I think I said too much. You know after being under fire can tire a man out, even if I was in the frey. I think I should lie down, it is almost midnight you know."

Briggs slowly goes from his sitting position on his bed, to remove the top sheets and starts to fluff his pillow. Slightly annoyed, Courage grabs the bars and yell out to him, "Oh don't you go to sleep, you haven't even answered my question!"

Shutting his eyes, Briggs says slowly and quietly, "You may not know who I am, but we been watching you. We been watching you and your friends after the first encounter. So Courage, why do you think I'm here?"

A thought goes through Courage's mind as soft snoring is hear in the cell. Realisation hits and angry he hits a cell bar.

"You know people are trying to sleep," comments Briggs with his eyes still closed.

With a huff, Courage turn and starts heading to the hatch. Opening it, he stops and says one last thing, "Hope we find and end your entire group."

Slamming the hatch, he didn't notice that a smile form on Briggs mouth before contented going to sleep.

Med Bay

With enough space cleared in the Hanger Bay, Ulric docks his Junker and rush to the Medical Bay. There he sees several crewmen with injuries from burns to gun wounds.

"Time to get to work," he says as he cracks his knuckles and neck, "You how much medical experience do you have?" he quickly asks one who is helping drop off injured crewmen.

"Basic first aid." the man says slowly.

"Excellent!! Quickly round up a few others as well, I need all the help I can get. Oh and do ask for Miss Alison, we will be hampered."

Running, Ulric opens several cabinets and place a variety of viles, bandages, syringes, all shorts of medical equipment onto many counters. Over the announcing system a message is heard as the first man is brought in.

Miss Alison is needed in Med Bay, all injured personnel able to move by their own means is to report there. Captain Morgan and Mr. Carn, please report to Commander Frey's room at your earliest convenience.

Corridor, Somewhere in the Eagle's Shadow

The Commander, he should know what is all this Courage deduces and starts heading in that direction.

Carn:
Corridor

"Hellfire!"

Hearing the announcements, Alison quickly grabs a broken strut and pulls two syringes out.  Looking at the crewman carrying the stretcher Alister is on she tells them.  "Put him down here.  If the Commander need's to see him, then I have to get him moving quickly. And then I have to get to medbay.  Do either of you have medical training?" The two nod, "Good, then head to medbay and assist them, tell them I'll be there shortly." The two salute and run off, leaving Alison alone with a sedated Alister. Taking the empty vial, she quickly draws a small amount of blood from his neck, "Time to see if they really did something to you Alister." Putting the vial safely away, she then injects him with the other syringe, this one full of a stimulant to counteract the sedative. 

Groggily opening his eyes, Alister feels an sharp pain in his leg, and sees Alison above him. "So Ally, how many?"

"Four Alister, one almost nicked your femural artery.  And now," she hands him the strut, and gets him up and using it as a crutch, " the Commander wants to see you and Reagan, and I have to get to medbay." Turning around she begins to walk away.

"What happened?"

"You know, the raiders,"

"No.  I mean what happened to us?"

Standing still away from him, Alison just stands there for about half a minute, and then continues to walk away.

Sighing, Alister shifts his makeshift crutch and trudges off in the direction of the Commander's office.

BdrLineAzn:
Tranquility

"We will have the Weather Deck cleared soon, just wait a few more minutes." says an exhausted Banning.

The only thing that Renard puts out was a groan. With Ulric's Junker inside the Hanger Bay, along with the Galleon, there is not enough space to house the remaining two airships. After the night's battle, both crew are tired, some needing medical attention so the crew is quickly clearing the debris on the Weather Deck to hatch down the two.

From his vantage point, Renard sees the last bits of metal being crated away and the fires extinguished. He turn his head as a new voice comes in.

"Ok Captain Larson," a female voice this time, with a slight southern tang, "This is Belle, I just relieved Banning and I'm here to inform you that both your ship and the Kibeth can land on the Weather Deck. Crew will be waiting to batch the ships down

"Copy." was the only word before he starts manuvering his ship.

With the help from his crew on board, they direct him as near the foreword section of the transport. Waiting underneath are a handful of workers who grab guiding ropes that were thrown over. Turning of the throttle and letting momentum move his ship, Renard pulls a lever that retracts the bottom fins. With a thud, the Goldfish makes contact with the deck and clickips can be heard as the ship is bolted down.

De-boarding, Renard takes a look around before dropping on the deck.

"Quick someone get a stretcher!" was all he heard before blacking out.

Frey's Quaters

While waiting for both Carn and Reagan, Frey has been looking over the reports that have been brought in. He heards the door open and says without looking, "Glad to see that you came as quick as you can...."

He looks up to properly address either Carn or Reagan but stops. In front of him is Courage who is holding his arm from his wounds ealier.

"Mr. Bell, this is a surprise. I was expecting Mr. Carn or Captain Morgan," he starts, "What do you need?"

"Why is there a Birdman already in the Brig?" Courage says slowly.

"Ahhh, so you met Dr. Briggs already. Well he is our only connection at the moment in hopes f finding their hideout."

"Do you know how dangerous it is to have him on!?!"

"I am aware, and we have taken several precautions. If you like, you can sit in the meeting I'm going to have, unless you want to get that looked." eyeing the grazes.

With a huff, Courage sits at one of the nearby chairs, "I'm fine, but I'll wait for them."

Carn:
Frey's Quarters

With something between a groan and a growl, Alister shoulders his way through the door, awkwardly navigating his bad leg, his makeshift crutch, and his own bulk. Standing before Frey in a rough attempt at attention, he tries to focus past the havoc of blood loss, the sedative, and the stimulant. A small part of him is hoping he can sit soon. If he falls over in these cramped spaces.....

"Mr. Carn, reporting as ordered. Would care for it now, or wait for Ms Reagan?"

Kibeth

James taking the helm begins to ratchet the speed down, and navigate the squid to land on the ship.

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