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Uncharted Skies
Piemanlives:
--Hanger Break Room--
The two of them watched as the airship captain fell asleep, propped up at the table. Both Kei and Farris stared for a moment before their eyes once again found each other. Kei held up her card hand and Farris responded in kind before the two of them placed their cards down on the table. Kei with a flush and Farris with a two pair.
"Kei you're too lucky at this."
"I know." She said as she pulled together their meager bets.
--Frey's Quarters--
Reagan chuckled darkly at that, "'Escapade' is too mild a term for such a cluster fuck I think. Still-"
She leaned forward from where she was sitting on Frey's desk, left leg over right and elbow on her knees. Her face was one of pensive thought, equally echoed by her entwined fingers.
"The damage to engineering, despite how extensive it is can be repaired using the supplies we have on board. If need be we can machine the parts required down in the workshop. The damage to the hull is the only thing we'd need harbor facilities for and only because I'd rather no stop in the middle of the desert to repair the damage to the outer hull plating. The hanger bay has the requisite equipment to the heavy lifting required to repair damage to the infrastructure though that would dig into our supplies a bit. We can stop at Vyshtorg though I doubt we'll need to call in any favors, just call in some dry dock time in order for the crew to preform repairs while we stock the rest of our supplies."
She went quiet for a few moments to think.
"As for the dead," She continued quietly, "We can't keep them on the ship, if we haven't already throw the raiders overboard. Once we reach Sunder we can offload our own dead and have them transported back to Cathedral."
Her eyes met each and everyone of them as she scanned the room. "If there's nothing else perhaps we should adjourn and get some rest. We have a long day ahead of us."
BdrLineAzn:
Narrator
With no new discussions, Frey ends his meeting the three quietly exits the room. With a deep yawn, he goes to his radio that is directly connected to the Bridge and relays the orders to drop off the dead at Sunder. Satisfied that it will be met, and the ship already on repairs, Frey changes out of his uniform into his sleepware and let's his eyes close as he slides into bed.
0800, en route to Truth Lake
Medbay
"Ohhhh," groans Renard as he shuffles in his temporary bed.
"Finally, he is awake." says a cheerful Ulric. Writing down a set of instructions to another patient he is working on, he rips it off and gives it to the man before going to Renard.
"What happened?", he asks while slowly trying to sit up. Barely having his head off the pillow, a headache comes in putting him back down.
"Oh no, don't do that. Gonna make Miss Alison angry for someone in your state to be moving."
Giving in, Renard's places a hand on his forehead, "Ok, Ulric just tell me what happened."
"Well from what others have said, you were thrown hard from that explosion in the Hanger Bay. Your crew couldn't believe you flew your ship after that."
"Wait... My ship?"
"You don't remember a thing? I mean you save my ass out there with the Galleon."
"I remember that, it just after clearing the Weather Deck everything is fuzzy."
"Oh, i think that's when it happened. You blacked out after landing and were just going through the motions before doing so."
"That explains it, ugh my head. Got anything for it?"
Going over to a cabinet, Ulric pulls out a pill bottle and shakes out two small tablets. Grabbing a disposable cup, he fills it with water from the sink and goes over to the bedridden man.
"Here, it's gonna fix more that a headache, I'm surprise you don't feel any other pain."
Taking the pills, Renard swallows them and takes a swig from the cup, "Ahh, so what happend since I was out?"
"Hmm," starts Ulric," Well we made it to Sunder around 4 in the morning, on our way now to Truth Lake. We should arrive there by noon. Right now, we are just cruising with Alexi's Galleon out as well as your ship I believe."
"My ship? Why not yours?"
"Don't worry, it's in good hands, besides I'm needed here to help with the injured. Now just relax and think of this as a small vacation."
With a roll of his eyes, Renard watches as Ulric goes off to another patient before the effects of the pills comes in which causes him to go into a deep sleep.
Hanger Bay
With a bandaged left arm, Courage finds himself in front of the four Anvalan planes with their pilots gathered around.
"So why am I here again?" he asks.
"Well we asked around and found out that you were from Anvala." starts Farris.
"We were thinking that since you been around these machines, that maybe you know how to fix them to a degree." finishes Antonio.
"Ok, guys I maybe from the Guard, but the aviation section wasn't my thing. I can help repair them, but I need the schematics."
"Well actually have a copy here," says Kei while holding out a book, "Looks like your people knew what may happen to them, we got the parts as well in the hold."
Taking the book, Courage skims through, "Alright, let's get started then. Starting with that." pointing to Davis' badly damaged wing.
Piemanlives:
--Hanger Bay--
Davis was many things, relatively smart, a decent pilot, a great shot with a rifle, but as he looked on Courage walk them through the repair cycle of the craft he also realized another thing.
I am one lucky bastard.
On the outside the damage didn't look all that bad, yeah the armor plating was shredded in a number of places but it still looked functional enough to serve in fight. In reality that wasn't the case with a number of the control mechanism jammed in any number of locations and the secondaries damaged in ways they shouldn't be. All in all he should have locked up and crashed but he hadn't and for that he was glad.
"Ok, so, explain this to me."
Carn:
Alister's Quarters
After having limped to his room the previous night, Alister crashed facedown into his bed and fell into a deep sleep. Sadly, he woke up in the morning and proceeded to make his way to the galley, still smelling of the battle, and eat breakfast in a severely toned down manner.
Medbay
Having been on her feet through the night, Alison finally manages to get about 10 minutes to herself. Staring at the blood sample she took from Alister, she looks for any irregularities.
I know they did something, but what?
BdrLineAzn:
Hanger Bay
While Courage and a few others are dismantling the wing, a cart is being drawn with the replacement parts. Whirring of several cranes goes on in the background as the temporary repairs for the bay is coming to a close, one of them hovers it's hook over the cart ready to lift the replacement.
Untightening a bolt, Courage explains to Davis, "From what I read, it looks like that the hydraulics all interconnect to the main body, towards the yoke and rudder pedals. Once taking a significant amount of damage though, like jamming the mechanism or losing fluid, that section is gone but the place can still function without it."
Those working with him gives a raise eyebrow to the explanation given. Feeling their stares, Courage gives a sigh, "Basically if one wing is damaged, the other wing can still function. Just with the plane's manuvability cut drastically."
"How about if we get hit in the tail" asks Farris while hooking the replacement wing to the crane.
Scratching his chin, Courage opens the book and starts flipping through the many pages, "I think there maybe a way to switch it to the ailerons, but just assume you are done and be ready to bail out."
"That's reassuring."
Tranquility
"Sure you'll be alright in the air?", asks a skeptical Alexi.
Carefully manning the helm with his slinger arm, Frey picks up the receiver with his free one and answers back, "Don't worry about me Captain Kasporov, you and I know that we both been through much worse. I just wish I flying a Squid, but a Goldfish shall do."
"Very well Commander.", a hearty laugh comes through, "Hopefully my engines can handle being out in the field after what happned the last time."
"Hopefull. Now if you pardon me, I'll check in with the Bridge."
Switching the frequencies, static comes through the radio as Frey turns the dial. Once he sets the Bridge's signal, a clear steady tone can be heard.
"Eagle's Shadow, Commander Frey on the Tranquility reporting."
"Morning Commander", says Belle, "Can you hold, I'm currently getting turned over. Mr. Allen will be on soon."
"Understood Ms. Belle."
After a few more minutes of silence, a man's voice comes in. "Top of the morning Commander," he says in an Eastern Ridge Highland accent, "Sorry for the inconvenience, but you are clear."
"No worries Mr. Allen, just reporting that skies are clear and that Captain Kasporov and I are continuing ahead."
"Copy that, I relay this."
Medbay
Whistling, Ulric places several blood bags back into a cabinet and notices the vial that Alison is holding. Adjusting his glasses, he squints at the coloration and his mouth forms an o.
"Ohhhh, what is this I see. Is that some new disease that we haven't seen at all. Maybe it's some fatty blood from the yellow puss I see. You know fat in the blood stream is bad, especially a lot of it. Could clog your arteries. Ooooorrrrr, is that a health portion. Can I help Miss Alison, you know I have a hand in this type of field."
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