Fight For The Skies [Game Thread]

[Stella Gaslight]

Addy woke up with a smarting hand.  She had smacked Toby when he came to wake her and his coppery shell was far harder than her hand.  He was nervous but trying to hide it.  It would have worked with anyone but Addy.  " What happened Toby? Something has gotten under your shell."  She was expecting that Nate's inventions had damaged the ship but it was the opposite.  The pulse mapper had detected a mass ship moment in the night. The first feet was on the move.

She dressed in a rush and then ran off to find Kylen.  If the fleet found them now she wasn't sure they would make it out alive.  Her only hope was that they could remain undetected on Nate's island for long enough to prepare.  A dark logical place in the back of Addy's mind told her to forget her father and run while she could but she refused to listen to it.   

[Kylen Phylar]

She would find him fast asleep on the deck, well out from under foot. Giving a little groan, he woke up and looked up. "Mm..hey. Hope you slept well.' he said, getting to his feet and stretching. "I would have shared your room..but gentlemanly instinct told me to take the deck."

[Stella Gaslight]

Toby looked as close to scandalized as lobsters got.  "Nothing happened you gutter brain." She clicked testily.  "Kylen if the pulse mapper isn't malfunctioning the first fleet is massing in France. We may be able to use this to our advantage but if they catch us flatfooted we don't stand a chance."  She was obviously nervous and fidgeting.  "We have to go see Etta now.  I was hoping that I could find out if she was still mad at me for braking her tea pot before asking favors butI don't think we have much of a choice."     

[Kylen Phylar]

The captain nodded, feeling some joints pop as he stretched. "Then lets get going. As they say in the movies, time is of the essence."

[Stella Gaslight]

Addy fidgeted nervously the whole way there. If one did not know Miss Etta Walker it would be rather comical that a semi-famous pirate like Red Addy would be so nervous to meet a little old woman.  Etta lived in the red light district because she had once been a call girl or so the story went. She had been quite a looker in the old days and one of the weapons maters had become infatuated with her.  He had taught her quite a bit and when she was ready to retire she went in to another business entirely but decided to stay close to what felt like home.  There were legends that she formed some league of assassins that no one had been able to completely been able to dispel but none disputed that she was a master of hiding weapons in plain sight.  Addy knocked on her door and stepped back on the narrow porch, partly to be polite and partly to avoid the poison darts she knew Etta had rigged to her door bell.

[Kylen Phylar]

Kylen smirked, waiting for the woman as well. "Is she really that bad? I haven't seen ehr in a while." he said, leaning on the wall lightly.

[Bellono]

Bellono staggered out of the bar he had found a place that served Italian wine although not the highest quality he had made the most of it! He stumbled around tripping over one of the shiniest pairs of boots he'd seen not falling over but certainly off balance. He steadied himself "Vafanculo BASTARDO!" he turned the man sitting with his legs stretched out before him stood. He was tall around 6 feet, well built much like Chiaves Bellono but wore cloths of a much fancier nature. "Well my good sir, i do believe it was you who tripped over my feet" The man had the air and apperence of an Imperialist and it sent Bellono's blood to boil!!

[Stella Gaslight]

"That's is alright for you to say.  You always were her favorite.  She expected the world of me and I always felt like I was disappointing her somehow."  The fringe on the window shade shifted slightly and both Kylen and Addy dodged the darts easily as they were meant to. If Etta wanted to strike them she would have, this was simply a greeting.  "Good morning Etta."  They both chorused like children and stepped in to the booby trapped splendor of Etta's house.

[vermillion]

"cap'n"....
Vel woke suddenly, she slept longer than she had wanted to...

"yes Nall...."
"News cap'n" he handed her a paper with all of his and wolfs sightings and hearings on the night she sat up on from her cot.
"a few Spanish ships, skyships,.... an imperial ship as well"
she shrugged, "nothing to be concerned of... we're alright so far... merchants?"

Nall gave her a small smile
"Aye, around sunrise, traded word from land...." he picked up a box behind him and handed it to her "Lamar is trading again he wishes to see you when you get back to london"

"Lamar got away?" Vel beamed, finally she could possibly get her friends back again.
her demeanor changed when she read the rest of their list.
"no ports....no ports eh?.... decided to finally track us all down.... i'll give them that.."
she rubber her face and stretched...

"get us to landing Nall...I dont expect our new friends to wait for us." she fingered the glass blade that was still at her thigh

back on port... addys ship was still there, as well as a third.. most likely kylens, and at the very end was the smallest imperial ship she ever saw, no threat to them from what she could see, but she decided to stay in port and watch from the dock, until everyone returned.

[Kylen Phylar]

He chuckled, walking in with her, walking partly memorized paths past booby traps, and dodging new ones. "hmm..that blade wasn't there last time." he said, sighing.

[Bellono]

Bellono was furious... "You stuck your feet out to trip me senior!" He swung his massive right arm at the man however in his drunken state much of the hand to hand fighting prowess his father had taught him had gone out the window he was little more then a brawler now which was frightening enough however this man was clearly no tender foot as he sidesteped the blow and launched a kick that would break most mens ribs into CHiaves chest. Bellono gasped and steped back again

[Sir Nikolas Vendigroth]

The gall of the man! Lindemann had been minding his own business when the drunken Italian had stumbled out of the bar and tripped over his boots!

When the man became angry, Lindemann had had no choice but to respond in kind...

Bellono stood shocked and winded; Lindemann's kick would have snapped a lesser man, but the burly Italian took it in his stride.

"Now, sir. We're both gentlemen of the world, and I believe you tripped over my boots." said Lindemann, with a slight smirk.

[Stella Gaslight]

Etta was sitting in the formal parlor.  Addy could see her but a forest of tripwires and trigger lines stood between them.  She looked at Kylen and smiled.  "May I have this dance?" She asked taking his hand.  Etta had always liked to force them tougher with cooperation puzzles and this one looked like a doosey.

[Kylen Phylar]

"Of course, my dear lady." he replied, bowing to her as he wove and bent with her through the wires, dancing with her. During one particularly long bend, he gave her a kiss on the cheek, smiling rougishly as they finished the course. "Thank you for the lovely time, my dear." he said, smiling.

[Bellono]

Bellono wanted nothing more then to break the man in two however he was so very very very drunk.... He'd consumed 4 bottles of full bodied wine and was already struggling to stay upright even before that mother of a kick. "Well senior... your lucky im not at my best you stinking Bastardo!"

[Sir Nikolas Vendigroth]

"Quite." said Lindemann, a trace of contempt in his voice. "As it happens, I am at my best, and am not willing to tolerate any more of your drunken mutterings. Good day, sir."

[Bellono]

Furious Bellono reached into his coat in search of a firearm.... He found one he drew his new luger and cocked the weapon as he aimed it and pulled the trigger the weapon made a load click on an empty chamber "VAFANCULO!!"

[Sir Nikolas Vendigroth]

Slightly put out, Lindemann stepped back. The bullets wouldn't have killed him, but he found the idea of being shot far from pleasant. The situation was now out of control. Many people in the street had heard the argument and the dry clicks of the pistol.

Far from ideal, for someone who was supposed to be under cover.

Taking a half-step back, he swung his cane, and snapped it over Bellono's head, and dropped the handle end at his feet.

"Good day, sir.", he said, walking casually away.

[Gentleman-Adventurer]

A pair of footfalls marked the arrival of possibly the one person Bellono truly respected. Dust swirled around a pair of battered ammo boots as they ground the stub of a slim cigar into the cobbles, and a gloved hand rose to the brim of a leather Akubra, to tilt it upwards. The sheathed sabre at his hip gleamed, and the Khyber knife at his boot waited in malevolent expectation.
"Stand down, Chiaves," came a voice, stern, yet not without a hint of forgiveness. "We fight in the skies, not the street."
Captain Haephestus J Burnside, of the Reckless Abandon, had arrived.

[Stella Gaslight]

Kylen's kiss was far more distracting than it had any right to be.  Addy would have hit the last trip line if he hadn't guided her out of the way at the last moment.  "It is so nice to see you two getting along at last.  I was wondering if you would ever stop thinking he had cooties."  Ettta said with a lauf as Addy blushed a very deep red.  "Well I don't think this is a social visit so why don't you both take a seat and tell me what you are up to." The settled in their chairs after giving them a unobtrusive once over.  After the incident with the shocking cushions they both knew not to sit without looking.

[Kylen Phylar]

Kylen was of course checking his cushion, then sitting, smiling at Addy. "I believe Addy has something to ask, and I'm just here for the assist at the moment."

[Stella Gaslight]

Etta looked over Addy calmly and coolly.  "What sort of game are you up to this time Adelaide dear?"  Etta was one of the few people Addy let use her full name.  Mainly because if she ever tried correcting her Addy knew the old woman would trounce her thoroughly. 

"A very big one Miss Etta." 

"One concerning your papa I take it"  She sipped her tea and gave a very knowing smile.

"Exactly that." Addy said with a nod and a sigh

"Well I was hoping to give this to you on your wedding day."  She gave Kylen a look that almost made Addy blush.  "But I think you best have it now.  A lady should never be without a way to defend herself."  She pulled out a box in the shape of a book made out of silver filigree.

Addy touched it gently tracing some of the intricate swirls before opening up to reveal the compartmentalized blue velvet lining. Tucked away inside was a arsenal disguised has everyday things any lady might have on her.  "All this for me, are you sure?"

"You should know how to use them.  Or you have been paying less attention to my lesions than I thought."  She smiled and Addy could tell her words had no bite in them.  "As for you Kylen I expect you to bring her back to us in one piece. Do I make myself clear?"

[Kylen Phylar]

"Yes Ma'am." He replied, moving to help Addy back through, unless there was a normal path for them to take back to the front door. "And don't worry. I've always got a plan, for everything." he said, grinning and winking.

[Stella Gaslight]

They danced out of the house and Addy felt rather disappointed when she failed to get another kiss. "That turned out surprisingly well." Addy said as they walked in to the sunlight tougher. "We aught to go get Coraline and some breakfast.  I want to tive the ghost radio a try since the pulse mapper actually worked for once."

[Kylen Phylar]

He nodded, leaning over and giving her a small kiss. "because I didn't have time on the way out." he whispered as he started for said place, smiling to himself.