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Uncharted Skies
C r o w:
Bridge
While playing with his moustache, Emil thinks, while blankly staring at a wall.
''Worth retrieving eh? Well, there are some heavily modified Typhoon flaks, mhhhh, a couple of guided missile launchers, the Heyokas.
If it's still intact and retrievable, the prow armour could be useful, it's quite sturdy, if one wanted they could ram in the face a pyramidion and come out as the winner...
Am I forgetting anything Selly?''
''My stash.''
''Oh, yeah right, under the prow armour there was a little space where roughly two dozens of guns have been stored by Selenia, some are LMGs, others are SMGs, but mostly SMGs.''
Selenia leans her head on Emil's shoulder with a thinking expression.
''We had some crates with every component needed to build some Apollo Guns, but I'm almost totally sure the lenses necessary to make the ray gun were destroyed during the crash.''
Putting a hand on his face Emil groans.
''I had a bottle full of that anvalan brew! No! What a waste!''
Crossing her hands on her chest, Selenia shrugs.
''Nah, Mr. Frey, don't mind that, he had two crates full of bottles and he only used them in stead of lochnagar rounds.''
''They were even better than loch rounds!''
''In any case, my weapon stash, the prow armour, the Heyokas and the Typhoons are the only thigns worth recovering.''
''MY BREW!''
''Shut up already! You never even take a sip of that!''
''You got a point.''
BdrLineAzn:
Bridge
"That's quite a list," Frey says with a cock of an eyebrow, "Mr. Allen report that through both escorts."
"Roger Commander, " says the older gentleman as he turns back to his station.
Back to Emil, Frey with slight emphasis in his voice, "Is there anything else document-wise persay? One that can help with our surveying mission."
Fifth Season
"Oh boy." was the only words Ulric responds to Allen.
Currently he and his crew are near the bow of the Junker towards the entrance to the lower half of the ship which is underwater. The three helps Ulric into a diving suit and was about to place the helmet with the air hose on when the call came in.
"Hopefully I don't have the bow, there is no way we are getting those flak and armor up." he says to his crew.
Locking in the help with the suit, Ulric turns a knob and air comes through the hose. Taking a breath, he turns another dial connecting to the radio.
"Ok, if I find anything, I'll call and the three of you get the crane ready that is over the front gun."
With quick nods from the crew, Ulric takes a step over the side and into the lake. If a person were to go swimming normally on the surface, with Truth Lake's location in a desert, the temperature will be cool to the touch as soone as you get in. Not being too hot or cold, it's an ideal swimming location for many travellers. Diving deeper is where it's different, the deeper you go, the colder it gets and may be dangerous for a human without proper insulation suits to protect you. Fortunately for Ulric, his suit is designed for extended amount of time in any temperature of water and soon he finds himself at the stern section of the wreck.
Walking around the bottom, he notices the lack of heavy guns and several crates scattered. On deck there seems to be a light weapon of some sorts which he deduced was the missile launcher. Pulling out a wrench from a pocket, Ulric begins to unlatch the few guns. As he is doing this, he switches on the radio to his ship.
"Looks like I found several things. Right now I'm removing some light guns, bring down the crane so I can attach them"
After ten minutes has passed, the first Heyoka has be released and the craned lowered. Slinging the hook around the gun, Ulric notify to have it brought up. Over an hour has passed to complete the entire operation of bringing the crates and guns.
Crimson Dragoon
Arriving to the scene, the crew notices the amount of damaged. Metal debris is scattered and a heavy flak is destroyed beyond repair. Looking at the front, several panel armor still look decent making them salvageable.
"Alright, open your bags. We should have some torches in there. Two of you get what ever armor you can cut out. The last will go with me and get that flak. I need two to go back with me once we are done to the ship so we can lift the material onto the deck."
C r o w:
Bridge
Emil starts uuhing with a worried face.
Selenia interrups his uuhing:
''There was a safe in the lower section of the ship, I believe it is still intact, in it there are several documents regarding weather patterns in the souther regions, also, there are others regarding the favourite airways taken by Arashi raiders and by Guild patrols.''
She then sighs.
''Unfortunatley, the key of the safe, which Emil entrusted to me, was lost during the engagement, also, the patrol schedule of the Guild ships are considered extremely illegal.''
Shrugging she adds.
''It's your choice whether you will use them or not, but in any case you will need either the most precise demo-man in the world, or a very skilled lock-picker to open that safe.''
With a sarcastical tone then Emil says:
''Oh, and don't mind the fact that it's also surrounded by strongboxes filled with HE rockets! Ten goofy people out of ten don't say anything about it.''
Assuming an extremely serious face the he adds:
''Because they are all dead. So, were I in your place, I'd say leave that thing alone, because nobody wants to be shredded by tens of kilos of rockets. I had to pay for the damage dealt ot multiple warehouses on my way here too, so I'd prefer not to take any useless risk: I don't want to have you write multiple letters of condoliances for such a petty situation.''
Selenia was looking with such a surprised look that, with a little of imagination, you could hear her saying:
''That's brutal.''
C r o w:
Bridge
Thinking a second Selenia adds:
''Actually, this whole storage area was moved to the stern aromoured section, in order not to explode in case of explosive hits.''
Replying with an accondescent voice Emil says:
'True, too bad that the shots the Hammer recieved hit right in the middle of the ship, severing it in half. I would bet my hand that that section is the one that sunk into than lake deeper than the prow one.'
Still, Crusader class airships are tough nuts to crack, with enough lift one could be able to take it to the surface.''
Now Emil crossed his arms.
''My dear Selenia appears to be in favour of such operation, but I, unless you find a volunteer crazy enough, would not recommend such an action.''
ShadedExalt:
Engineering:
"Smashing! I have something to distract me from the fact that I missed a lot of action. Would you please lead me to the trouble spots? Two pairs of hands would make things go faster, too..."
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