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 Posted: Tue Mar 10, 2009 7:33 am
[sick bay]
Feeling the ship docked and scratches his head. Where were they docking at again? Turning to the Doctor and the Elf, he asked once again "Where's the Hanger?"
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Posted: Tue Mar 10, 2009 9:11 am
[Docks](corrected.)
Namiko was uneasy, unsettled, and well, downright not very patient. She was pacing which gained her strange looks. She had packed with her very little and was determined to gain her passage on the next ship she did see. She took a deep breath and stormed toward where she could see a ship coming in.
Coming toward where the ship had set she put her things down she raised her hand in objection ready to speak. It seemed the rather distressed ship had already set itself down and she pondered if it is she should not perhaps wait for the next. She stood suddenly silant gazing at the ship with shock her hand still raised.
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Posted: Tue Mar 10, 2009 1:14 pm
~bridge~
"I'm going to see how bad it looks from the outside." Myles steps out of the bridge to the
~deck~
where he leans over the side and peers at the hull. He then notices a handle set in the side of the rail. "Droplines!" He grins, grabs the handle, and tumbles over the side.
~dock outside hangar~
A man dressed oddly in a low black hat, fine black jacket with tails, and a black kilt steps to the railing of the distressed ship's deck. He leans over, peers about, grins, then grabs the handle of a built-in dropline in the rail. He leaps the rail and drops down at the end of the line at a safe speed. His fine black boots touch lightly on the deck, and he lets go of the handle. The line winds automatically back into the rail, and the man turns to survey the damage to the hull and engines.
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Posted: Tue Mar 10, 2009 6:32 pm
[St. Eligius Cathedral Cog Island Division Hanger office area] (umm ma'mm the ship isn't docked in our hanger, its docked at the docks, our hanger is as bare as an unused rubbish bin)
It took a moment for the information to sink though, then her eyes went wide, her grin quickly matching her companion's and she quickly dashes out the door. "PHIN GRAB THE CART! WE'RE GONNA BE EATING LIKE KINGS TONIGHT~~!!" She races towards the docks, knocking every thing and everyone out of her way. "MOVE IT! MOVVVEEE IT! NUN COMING THOUGH!"
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Posted: Tue Mar 10, 2009 6:43 pm
[bridge]
Alexandria carefully rolled her charts and stowed them back in their racks before coming to stand beside the captain, waiting for further instructions.
Peering out the window she noticed two figured dashing through the people ambling about towards the belly of the Khaos at a breakneck speed.
"Captain, someone is approaching."
Alexandria walked to the window and followed the people with a spyglass as they came closer.
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Posted: Tue Mar 10, 2009 7:32 pm
~dock~
Myles turns toward the commotion to see the pair racing toward the ship, and waits for them to arrive.
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Posted: Tue Mar 10, 2009 9:19 pm
[Deck]
Penelope leaned over the railing watching the city growing more busy as it awoke. A pair of people, with a cart it looked like, were drawing near the docked Khaos. Somehow, though she hadn't seen how he did it, Myles had reached the dock below. She looked around for some way to get off of the ship, too.
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Posted: Tue Mar 10, 2009 10:38 pm
[dock]
She comes to an sudden stop, whipping out a monkey wrench and promptly proclaims their statement. "We! The members of the St. Eligius Cathedral Cog Island Division Hanger and Repair Shop, are here to fix your ship!" She flicks her curls back and grins. "Now then~ Who here is you-"
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Posted: Wed Mar 11, 2009 12:16 am
[Docks]
The cart full of tools had hit a loose board on the dock sending it flying and knocking it in to his companion. "Guten tag~ Ve'we are here to fix your ship Herr Captain~" He curtsies his cap that he grabbed as he ran out the door, leaning on the cart. "My name iz Bruder Phineas and ziz iz Schwester Maryanne, ve'we are at your zervice~" He adds with a wink.
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Posted: Wed Mar 11, 2009 9:55 am
~dock~
Myles nods his head graciously and says, "You see before you the Khaos, but I am not her captain. You'll be wanting to speak to Daniel Montoya, he is still aboard."
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Posted: Wed Mar 11, 2009 12:34 pm
[Dock]
Namiko was still silant. She had lost what words it is she was trying to form. It was better this ship then none she told herself and moved forward toward the hustle and bustle before her. Approuching the man in his strange attire she blushed deeply. Clearing her throught she ignored his strange dress. She straightend her skirt, fixed her glasses, and attempted to stay out of the way. Daniel Montoya the man had said was the Captain of this vessel. She made note of this name. She would surely need to speak to him about by chance gaining passage.
"Might I inquire as to where you will be taking for once you leave here?" She asked in a rather soft voice to the man in what seemed to be a skirt.
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Posted: Wed Mar 11, 2009 1:55 pm
[bridge]
stretching, Daniel climbed out of the cockpit, the day was getting lighter, and they would need to find a repair shop, and the merchant that had requested the cargo they had.
Depending on how long repairs took and what business they might find, the out going journey would be anything. Well, something would turn up.
Daniel looks out at the pair rushing at full tilt to the ship, and their resulting collision. it seemed Myles was speaking with them, but most likely they were after Daniel's ear.
Turning back to his cartographer, "you are free to do as you wish for now; we will be stuck here for a time until we get fixed up. I need to get our cargo ready to move."
Daniel heads off the bridge with a wave, heading for the hanger.
[docks]
from the docks, one could see the lower half of the Khaos' Bow spilt and slowly swing open, a mechanical arm mounted to the interiors ceiling hauling out large crates to the dock. as the arm deposits the last of the crates a figure flies out of the hold as the doors swing closed. alighting on the deck, Daniel shuts down his wings. Keeping an eye on is cargo, Daniel waves over at the group around Myles.
A rather heavy set gentleman, with an array of clocks adorning his coat. Spotting the battered vessel, he sniffs in distain, such shabbiness! his attitude changes entirely when he sees the crates being unloaded. Hurrying as fast as his bulk would allow, he rushes up to the winged man, "Are those the crystal energy batteries and converters I ordered form the Anachronism?? Please tell they are!”
Looking the man over, Daniel nods, the man fit the description given to him by the station master, “They are yours indeed once you give me the necessary information.”
“of course, of course, my stars I never thought I would ever get theses, my clients are going crazier than they usually are. My name is Sir Ferdinand the 5th, Grand merchant of science. Pass code: 12131984. and I shall return with your payment as quick as I am able. I did not expect you to arrive so early.”
Smiling, Daniel produces a pen and sheet of parchment, “We rode a hurricane in, If you could sign here, they are yours as soon as we receive your money.”
Signing the form, Sir Ferdinand, rushed off calling for a coach. “those batteries and converters shall cost me dearly, but I can guarantee a profit as hefty as I am” he cackles to himself with glee as he hops into a coach and heads off.
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Posted: Wed Mar 11, 2009 2:31 pm
~dock~
"Of course, miss. We intend to make a return trip to the Anachronism. Though these repairs might make that an indirect trip, depending on how long it takes. We're a day ahead of schedule, but the repairs will most likely take more than a day, so the Anachronism will have passed the most direct rendezvous point by the time we depart and we'll have to catch up to it. Which means we'll be traveling northeast from here instead of due north as we'd intended. I'm sure arrangements can be made if you wish to travel in that direction."
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Posted: Wed Mar 11, 2009 5:12 pm
[bridge]
Alexandria nodded gleefully and raced off to her cabin to find better clothing to explore town in. She could simply not be seen in public wearing nothing but a single layered shift!
[cabin]
Alexandria shifted through her bags until she had unearthed a deep green traveling skirt and matching shirt, ruffles flowing from the throat, and a cream-coloured duster that had a collar which rose to her chin. Her corset sat snug against her ribs and the shirt clung to that, pulling her waist in elegantly.
"What a fine lady!" She gushed in a voice her mother occasional used when talking to the children of the even higher classes. She rolled her eyes and fluffed her curly hair around for a moment before flitting out the door once more.
"Here you are!" She pulled a ribbon from her pocket and tied it around the neck of the odd clank that had followed her down, "You can have the honor of escorting me about!" She grinned and walked off.
[hanger]
"My goodness this is larger than I expected..."
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Posted: Wed Mar 11, 2009 10:36 pm
Note:~ Ok! So I'm leaving tomorrow right after school, so I won't have time to post in the morning!
Um..Alexandria is going to just go wandering through the town, and if the ship is ready by some chance and sets sights on another flight before I come back from my trip, could someone go get her and bring her back aboard please? That would be lovely! I can't have her being left behind! ^^ (the odd clank too >< )
Thank you! see you all in 2 weeks!
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