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 Posted: Thu Oct 23, 2008 11:43 pm
(the fighting is over, and the pirates have been rounded up and incarcerated. things got a bit crazy, but as one danger is over now we face a problem with the clanks. Myles is taking off on his own arc now.)
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Posted: Fri Oct 24, 2008 8:28 am
~Below Deck: cannon storage bay~
A lithe figure scrambles into the substructure of the hull and departs the scene unobserved, leaving behind its work.
Around the base swivel of Nysth's cannon has been installed an uneven rail. Above this rail, a simple mechanism holds a vertical bar such that one end of the bar extends into the firing mechanism, and the other end has a half-pipe shaped cap that would catch on the rail if lowered to it.
A few moments of observation would be enough to deduce that this addition is for the safety of the ship, the shape of the rail following an appropriate curve such that, if the cannon were lowered to a point where it would cause damage to the ship, the bar would be pushed up to presumably disengage the firing mechanism. The cannon would be kept from firing at any part of the deck itself, or at the gas cells or engines.
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Posted: Fri Oct 24, 2008 10:30 am
[Engine room]
[Sorry, but I'll be away a week, and most likely completely inactive for that time.]
"I'm afraid I'll be little help in the mechanical examinings of these clanks. Instead, I feel I would best be of use if I leave the ship for the time being. I'm afraid I must see to...matters."
Elliot stood up, and as he did so he subtlely, and out of view of either of the hopefully inactive clanks, passed Daniel a small note. He then proceeded to run up to the top deck, grab Chronophage, and jumped off the side of the ship.
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The note reads:
"I have my suspicions about who may be controlling the clanks, or who has tampered with them in any case. I shall persue my contacts to see if I can gain any intelligence that might help us. - Vidal"
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Posted: Fri Oct 24, 2008 11:20 pm
[outside the med bay]
by now he hasleft the head in the galley leaving a note tsaying that he will be in the hold with his cannon, he makes his way below deck and enters seeing the rail he shakeshis head qickly picking it apart and taking it off, any mods had to be taken up with him after all and it was his right to remove as he needed. this hole amound of events seemed particularly odd, imber leaving the clanks malfunction now this, and noted the dissapearance of mles wason his mind.
"God damn it."
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Posted: Sat Oct 25, 2008 9:17 am
{Several places, but ending up in the Galley}
Emelia had excused herself shortly after Nysth left the infirmary with the head, seeing as there was nothing being said, everyone looking uncomfortable, frightened, or just confused.
She went to her room and changed her skirt for one that wasn't ripped, and laid the damaged one on her bed, vowing to repair it later. She rifled through her trunk, and came up with what appeared to be four thin books. On closer examination they would appear to be journals of some sort. Emelia studied them for a moment, then picked out one and put the rest back. She then grabbed her own journal and a couple of pencils from the bedside table and headed for the galley.
The smell of food hit her, and her stomach growled. It had been a very long time since she'd had anything to eat...and even if the Captain decided that he didn't want passengers she could pay him for the meal. She went inside and set her things near the severed clank head before going over near the kitchen.
"Good afternoon, Penelope, may I inquire as to what you've made for lunch?"
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Posted: Sat Oct 25, 2008 2:04 pm
[Galley. KItchen]
Stae felt Zee's stomach rumble. He never really understood, but he knew it was like water for him. Stae needed water to live, as did Zee need food. Stae scrambled across the deck, slipping into the galley. There was a girl there; this wasn't the one that had helped him. He scampered behind her and hid, watching her. Maybe she knew where there was food...
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Posted: Sat Oct 25, 2008 2:58 pm
[Galley]
Penelope had returned to cleaning the counter, out of habit and boredom, when Miss Emelia entered. She looked up and smiled. The clank head on the table was a slightly random thing to appear in the galley, but she didn't try to figure it out. Someone would decide to explain or discuss it soon enough.
"Good afternoon. I made breakfast for lunch, I suppose. The mood to make pancakes just hit me..." Looking around the kitchen, Penelope got out a plate for Miss Emelia. "There are sausages, pancakes, and eggs. What would you like?"
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Posted: Sat Oct 25, 2008 4:48 pm
[Galley]
As Penelope named the foods, Emelia's stomach growled more insistently.
"May I have a little of everything? It all sounds excellent." After getting her plate and fork, she sat near the head (far enough away to not get crumbs or bits of food in it, but close enough that she can still see within it), and opened her journal.
She ate with her left hand and began to sketch out the head across two pages in her journal, paying no mind to the rest of the world.
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Posted: Sat Oct 25, 2008 6:31 pm
Stae noticed that this Penelope female had food. He felt Zee's huner ans was eager about feeeding hisfriend. He scampered against the floor,his 8 spider legs heading towards the female. He finally reached the hem of her skirt. He attached his teeth to the fabric and tugged a bit, buzzing softly to get the girl's attention.
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Posted: Sat Oct 25, 2008 9:04 pm
((Actually, Penelope wears pants. She's a tomboy.))
[Galley]
Penelope saw something move across the floor out of the corner of her vision. She looked down to see a spider thing coming right at her and did what any self-respecting girl would. She squealed and leapt up onto the counter.
"Spider! Spider! Giant, mech spider...?" A mechanical spider? What a cruel thing to set on anyone. Penelope calmed and looked around for anyone hiding and watching. She expected something like this from the boys she grew up with, but not from members of the crew. Setting her feet back on the floor, she bent to examine the eight-legged creature.
It was built very well, for being a spider, and seemed to be sentient to boot. In fact, it looked like it was trying to say something. Penelope, she thought to herself, you are losing it.
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Posted: Sat Oct 25, 2008 9:14 pm
Emelia almost choked on her eggs when Penelope squealed. She quickly stopped her activities and hopped up to help Penelope with the...mechanical spider?
Finding the girl bent over and looking at the thing, she followed suit. It was the same spider that was on Nysth, that belonged to the new man...what was his name again? She couldn't remember, having been panicking at that point.
"It belongs to the new man aboard, have you met him?. I think...they're connected somehow?" Emelia offered her hand to the creature, hoping it would come to her. "Maybe he needs something?"
She felt strange interacting so much with the ship's crew. She didn't really belong here, sticking her nose in places it didn't belong. But she wasn't going to deny that it felt nice being at least a little useful again, and studying new and interesting technologies.
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Posted: Sat Oct 25, 2008 9:22 pm
((My bad. * Pants. ))
Stea startled a bit when the lady squealed, and backed up. He looked over at Emelia and her hand. He waivered, but feeling Zee's hunger urged him on. THe spider crawled into Emelia's hand and buzzed helplessly, pointing a leg at the food. He didn't want to take her food. Just any food. He gently pet the females palm ot show he was friendly.
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Posted: Sun Oct 26, 2008 3:58 am
((Oh god, the cute!!))
Emelia smiled as the thing seemed to pet her hand. It pointed at the food... "I think it wants food...but it's clearly steam powered." She looked up at Penelope. "Maybe put together a plate?" She absent-mindedly stroked the creature on it's back with her forefinger as she spoke.
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Posted: Sun Oct 26, 2008 1:45 pm
Zee shifted on the cot he was lying on. Someone was touching Stae. Althouht it made him mildly uncomofrtable, the sensation was relaxing, almost comforting. He very, very rarely had physical human contact, and the feeling of being stroking sofly has a soporific effect on him as he closed his eyes
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Stea buzzed happily, such as purring is for cats. He nodded whenthe female mentioned putting together a plate. He nestled his little bodu into the warm palm. Zee's hands were always rough and manly, but these female hands has a sort of natural softness to them which Stea loved.
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Posted: Sun Oct 26, 2008 2:59 pm
Penelope stared at the mechanical spider, then Emelia, then the spider again. It wanted food? It would only make sense that the man Emelia mentioned had sent it to get him something. She shrugged slightly in resignation.
"I...If you say so."
She took out a plate and loaded it up with food, then set it on the counter. The spider didn't look big enough to carry the plate, and a plate of food being moved across the floor was likely to be stepped in or tripped over. She would have to carry it. "Okay, spider, here's the food. Where do you want it to go?"
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