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[Galley]

"I found him in a misplaced barrel on the deck." Penelope added to the explanation. "If you'll excuse me, I need to have one of the clanks dispose of a barrel of rotten fish." She smiled at Captain Danny and gave hi--her a small salute before leaving the galley. The little teapot bounded out at her heels.

(dusts off the thread and and starts things rolling again)

In the bridge, Danny found a sense of comfort. Despite the odd happenings as of late, the bridge was a place of certainty. Here she knew how things should run.

sitting in the pilots chair, she watched the sky out the front ports. Nothing amiss and the autonav seemed to be working. their course held steady for where the Anachronism ought to be. it was a bit hard to track a flying city, but the city did keep a reliable course, and it could be found if one knew which direction it was going and what time of year it was.

reclining in the worn leather seat, Capt. Danny rested her eyes. not intending to drift off at the wheel, but couldn't help nodding off.
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"hello Captain." said a voice.

Danny looked around, she still seemed to be in the bridge, yet there was no one about for the voice to have originated. "Hello yourself, whoever you are."

"I am the Khaos silly," the voice said, a definite female voice. "I talked with you last time you were in here, though you were a dude at the time"

"So your the one causing all the fun happenings about the ship then?" Danny asked.

"Yep that's my work" the voice replied "I'm the brains of this ship anyway. cant do much without someone that understands me, hence why I changed you around. Hope you don't mind dear"

'making me a almost complete clank and swapping my gender seemed a bit much' Danny thought darkly. She wasn't all that surprised when the ship responded as if she had spoken aloud.

"It was necessary for me to make changes. It helps if the captain and pilot knows how i feel and i help them stay aloft. Its a fair trade yes?"

"I guess so, I'm not all that troubled by the changes, but please refrain for causing too much trouble for the crew and passengers please."

"Oh alright be that way" huffed the ship "I promise not to mess with them too much"

"Fair deal, and will you always be in my head?" Danny asked.

"only if your on the bridge Dear, But I can see you as long as your on the ship"

Danny mused over that one, "What shall I call you? Ship or Khaos is a funny thing to call someone."

"I am flattered to be considered a 'someone' but i am but a artificial conscience, You may call be 'K' if you like"

"K it is, can you handle flying as well?"

"only if a course has already been set," Danny nods, "then keep our course for the Guild. I need to retire for some maintenance. this body needs a lot of tuning."

"Ok cap!" says k, a definite grin in her voice.
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Danny heads to the captains cabin, once inside she settles down into the desk chair and strips off her shirt. rather than skin her torso was all shapely brass and sculpted wood. pulling out a tool kit from a drawer, she begins working oil into the joins of her arms and shoulders

Jen watched the odd man wander off, clanks dont usually do anything aside from their set task. Unless the clanks were broken in some way. Se resolved to look over the ships automatons later and fine tune them. She was a fair hand at clank building.

from her perch on one of the tables benches, she drank some of her pilfered soup from her thermos. She hope she didn't scare the cook too much. she glanced at the young lady behind the kitchen counter hoping she wasn't mad at her.
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a few minutes later the odd man came back into the galley looking confused. Jen smiled as he went and made a sandwich. He must have gotten lost in the ships halls. the idea made her want to wander herself. Bidding Mr. Wuneye goodby with a wave, she wandered out.

Jen wandered around the ships halls, peeking into the cabins that weren't locked, opening closets and looking around the hanger and storeroom. She wanted to work on the little flyer and mini-blimp that were partly assembled but waited to ask permission. She didn't want to anger the mechanic for fiddling.

wandering back up the stairs to the cabin level, she heard the sqeek of hinges being oiled. Following the noises she found the captains cabin(notable for the ornate double doors) with the doors slightly open, curiosity got the better of her and she peeked inside. Her eyes widened when she saw the captain sitting at the big desk, topless, with more wood and metal for her body than skin. she touched her own metal arms (replacements for her own arms lost during an accident in her grandpas smithy) and couldnt help herself

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she pushed open the doors slightly more and sneeked into the room and peered over the desktop to watch.

(while the rooms are rather tidy, various bits of things any other junk/treasures can be found in the drawers and closet. Use it how you like as its a great device left over by the captain)

Wuneye watched s little jen scampered off to explore. Easing his big body into a kneeling position, The giant bid farewell to the remaining occupants and crawled on back to the hanger and hold area. That seemed to be the only area big enough to hold him.

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having gotten to the hold without so much as a hitch, not an easy feat with lighting fixtures all over the place, wuneye stretched. he had no idea where miss sparky had gone off to, and there was not much the captain needed of him. he sat in a corner and tried to make a bed out of what he could find. a pile of rolled canvas turned out to be the best bet, along with a frame cobbled together from broken crates.

searching about he located his gear, his sword and shield mainly, and dropped them on ht e "bed" he noticed the strange dart shaped ship that had attacked them was laying nearby, its sharp point and mechaniy bits removed. lashing the thing to the bare rib struts of the holds walls, he admired his handiwork.

"Not the most polished I say, but serviceable none the less," he smiled his big dopey grin and settled in for a nap. tucking the his big leather plat jerkin and weapons into the closet he dropped carefully on the canvas and dozed off, snoring softly, yet loud enough to gain a bit of attention.

[Captain's cabin]
Danny finished oiling her mechanical limbs joints, wiping the excess off with a rag. she started to put away the tool kit when she nearly jumped out the broad windows. with a undignified girly squeal, she discovered that she had an audience.

Little Jen had been watching quietly from the other side of the desk, her dainty mechanical limbs of her own holding the edge of the desk while her wide eyes watched every detail.

"Sheesh Jen give a girl some warning!" she said trying to slow what passed as her heart. the girl scampered around the desk to get a closer look. Danny was reminded of just how young Jen was. and to have lost her arms somehow was a tragedy she wouldn't want for any child. but Jen didn't seem to mind the arms all that much, as she used them with fine control to trace the contours of Danny's wood and metal torso. The interest and adoration in her eyes was apparent, and Danny thought that maybe Jen saw her as an older sister what with them both missing main bits.

Danny felt the shockwave from the captains cabin. Throwing on a shirt she dashed out of the cabin and ran for the bridge.

"WHAT IN TARNATION IS GOING ON?" she yelled as she hustled through the corridors. "It appears there was an explosion on deck captain" came the voice of the ship in Danny's head.

Marching into the bridge, Danny could see the smoking scorch mark on the forward deck. grabbing a pair of binoculars she scanned the sky for attackers.

[kitchen to cabin]

Penelope had determined that the kitchen was sufficiently clean and gone to her cabin for a bit of down time before beginning to work on the evening meal. She loved her job as the ships cook, but all of the chaos aboard the Khaos was beginning to get to her. She undid her braid and combed her hair before falling back onto her bed. Perhaps if Penelope were to lay down for just a few minutes...

She was slowly dozing off when an explosion rumbled through the wooden walls. Startled, she bolted from her bed, pulled her shoes back on, and hurried into the corridor. Unable to tell where it had come from, Penelope did the first sensible thing that came to mind: she went up on deck to see if someone else had crashed aboard the airship.

[deck]

The deck was damaged in places, mechanical pieces that should have belonged to something laying haphazardly across it. A ring of blackened wood remained where something had exploded, and what at first appeared to be Miss Bruno...no, it was Mr Myles...no it was---Penelope was confused. "What in heaven's name?"