Uncharted Skies

[Koali]

Koali turns to Gaige with a silly grin.

"Food?"

[ShadedExalt]

Cathedral's Streets

"Don't you know it.  But where too...?"

[Piemanlives]

--The Warehouse, South Docks--

The crew was bustling about as Carn returned to the warehouse. Having decided to head down to the firing range they were gathering a few items including the Anvalan merc they were giving to Courage, were loaded onto a gurney. Briefcase in hand Carn placed it down on a nearby crate.

"3000 crowns, hard cash, as promised." He said, trying to gain Alex's attention, which failed.

Preston however had finished loading a few thick metal plates on a cart and noticed him, "Ah Mr. Carn, if you'll give me a second I can get his attention." He turned toward where Richard and Alex were fastening the Merc to a cart, "Captain! He's back!"

Alex looked up from his task, he said something to Richard and came over. "Well, I can't say we were eagerly awaiting your return, still," He turned to the briefcase, years of training kicked in and he quickly counted the contents, satisfied everything was in order he looked back at the other man and nodded his head, holding his hand out for him to shake it. "You know, we're setting up a firing range, if you want we can rig your weapon up on a cart and we can give it a few tests to make sure things are working properly." For a second he looked at the briefcase, with his other hand he closed it. Testing its weight he looked to where Richard was standing, a slight grin appeared on his face.

"RICHARD!" And with a deft swing the briefcase is flying through the air, Richard reacting just enough to catch the projectile with both arms and stumble back only slightly.

"You idiot!" The other man calls back from afar.

--Eagle's Shadow--

Reagan was acutely aware of the change in atmosphere as she entered the hanger bay, the crew had arrived, that much was obvious. She adjusted the Duffle bag containing more clothing over her shoulder and made sure her grip on the box of records and the requisite player were solid. She walked over to where her rocket craft was sitting, unsurprised to see three more members of the crew getting to know the planes sitting nearby. She gave them a nod before getting to work, with a deft hand she finally christened the rocket that she, Alex, and Richard had built together. In flowing script Starlight Seeker stood in blue against the aluminum of the vessels hull. She would need a crew for this if she ever decided to take it out, Amelia might make a good rear gunner, who to get for navigation... She would figure that out later.

[Carn]

Warehouse

"I would indeed like that. Been awhile since I've fired a mercury, and this is no ordinary mercury."

Eagle's Shadow

After finishing their work in the armory, the twins head back into the cargo bay. Once there, they see a auburn haired woman painting the rocket craft with the name, Starlight Seeker. Running up to her again resembling over eager puppies, they stop and ask.

"Are you Captain Morgan?"

[Piemanlives]

--The Warehouse, South Docks--

"Right then!" Alex said suddenly raising a fist in the air, "Finish quickly everyone! We have guns to shoot!"

--Eagle's Shadow--

Reagan became aware of the pair of footsteps quickly approaching her, long before they had addressed her she mentally prepared herself, when they did her brush did not falter in the slightest as quietly finished painting the side of her aircraft.

"Need something?" She said as she examined her work.

[Carn]

Warehouse

"I'm good to go when you are."

Cargo Bay

"If you are Captain Morgan,"

"Then we would like to request to crew on this rocket."

"But if you are not her,"

"Do you know where she is?"

[BdrLineAzn]

The Warehouse

"Thanks guys" Courage says as he helps lift the weapons, "Bdr will send the money as soon as I contact him."

Eagle's Shadow

Even though the three have their own quarters on their airships, Alexi, Renard, and Ulric boards the ship looking for their own accommodations. The three go about their separate ways where Alexi heads toward the armory, Renard to the hanger bay, and Ulric towards the sick bay.

Hanger Bay

After hearing the twin's question to the Captain, all three pilots turn their heads.

"Captain Morgan? Isnt that one of the names who is leading this thing?" Farris calls out to them.

Finding his way through the many corridors, Renard finds himself in a hanger bay able to fit at least one of the four airships in. He takes in the group of people situated at different locations.

"Um hello?"

Corridor to Sick Bay

Ulric, being a partial medicine doctor from his knowledge of herbs, walks towards the transport medical bay. Along the way he passes the brig where he hears unusual humming. Curious to see who is already locked up before the trip has started, he enters.

Armory

"Hmm, fascinating," Alexi murmurs as he eyes the vast quantity of weapons on board.

Entering he takes notice of the slight mess that have come about and sees a lone person cleaning.

"Fascinating indeed," he starts, "If you are here and I'm assuming that the name having joint command of this mission is indeed who I suspect. Where is Alister, young Alison?"

[Carn]

Corridor to brigg

"He's doing it again." Mutterings this to herself, Alison storms down the hallway, preparing to unleash a verbal tirade on Jasper. Before she gets the chance though, she sees some stranger go into the brig. "Hell!" She breaks into a run to intercept.

Hangar Bay

"Well that's what we're trying to find out."

Warehouse

Alister lifts his new gun over the shoulder.

[Piemanlives]

--Eagle's Shadow--

Well, shit. She decides to, instead of answering, finish her painting. She is very aware of another person entering into the hanger bay but strives to finish. Which she does, beautifully. She stands back to evaluate her work, satisfied she turns to find everyone is still watching her. Sighing she places her tools down.

"Yes yes, Captain Morgan at your service. If you have any questions, please leave them till after we set off." She looked at the twins, "As for you two we'll have to see."

--The Warehouse, South Docks--

Alex shrugged, "No time like the present I guess."

[Carn]

Hangar Bay

"Alister and Alison can vouch for our abilities."

"We're good ship engineers,"

"And fighters."

Warehouse

With his right hand, the one not balancing the mercury on his shoulder, he picks up a ammo box. "Let's go then."

[Piemanlives]

--Eagle's Shadow, Hanger Bay--

Reagan looked at both of them, it seemed as if they were desperate to avoid something dreadful, maybe they had annoyed Al about something? That would probably do it. The man could probably throw the two of them off the ship single handed, possibly literally if he utilized a shoulder.

"You two are scared of something aren't you." It definitely wasn't a question.

She might have decided to pay attention to their answer if she hadn't spotted a familiar face peeking in. Renard Larson was a quiet and soft spoken man, still he was a reliable captain, she was certainly glad to have another familiar face on board, even if their interactions in the past had been restricted to customs inspections. She gave him a polite nod, "Renard."

His face looked blank for a moment before he remembered, "Ah, Captain Morgan." He gave her a nod before examining the crafts that were sitting in the hanger.

--South Docks--

With the requisite items in hand the crew made their way to a secluded part of the docks, several pitted metal panels were mounted upon stands near the edge of the quay wall. Working quickly the weapons were mounted and armed, the aging panels replaced and thrown into a pile for... whatever they planned on using them for, probably melt them down for scrap but that's a bit beside the point.

Courage was explaining the Anvalan merc to Dahlia while Alex, Richard, Reynold, and Travis were tinkering with a few hand held weapons. One of which was a semi-auto carbine modified to fire 12 gauge slugs while the other was very clearly something cooked up while Alex and Richard were drunk. It's outward appearance was that of a long wide blade, it's fuller replaced by not one, but an arrangement of three gun barrels. The actual firearm portion of the weapon was condensed into a section of the gun that extended back from the rear handle which extend back to release the drum magazine. Phillip and Preston were relaxing in the sun wondering when they were gonna begin firing weaponry. Lorena was nowhere to be seen, having gone off while everyone was busy working.

--Militia Docks--

While weapons certainly held her attention, it was ships that were her real love, and she really wanted to get a closer look at the vessel that was floating peacefully in the middle of the Militia's more or less private dockyard. There was certainly a lot going on these past few days and while she was curious it wasn't really any of her business, besides she had heard most of it from Amelia already. She was leaning near the railing when she noticed someone familiar on the deck of the large transport. She waved and the other waved back. Moments later Amelia and Lorena were chatting near the Eagle's Shadow, Andromeda floating around the pair of them.

"Lorena, why don't you come aboard and look at the vessel? It's certainly interesting enough."

She looked at the ship and the ship looked back, "Why not."

[Carn]

Hangar Bay

The twins turn a pale green.

"Alister,"

"He uses rather,"

"Unconventional and unorthodox,"

"Piloting skills."

South Docks

Alister attaches the mercury to the mount, then loads in standard rounds. "Let's see if this is worth the money." He lines up the shot, then pulls the trigger......

[Koali]

"What was that noise? It sounded like artillery fire. I just hope that doesn't stop me from getting food."

[Carn]

South Docks

"Mother of Bacon......" After spying they wreckage of the armor plates, Alister has taken out his spy glass and sees the final point of impact. "Worth every crown."

Hangar Bay

"You saw those harnesses?"

"We won't crew on his ships when they have those."

[Koali]

Somehow, Koali managed to hear what Carn was saying, but he really only heard one word.

"Bacon..."

With unusual speed for someone of his stature, but justified by his special stilts, he suddenly appeared next to Carn.

"Bacon? Did you say bacon?"