Role-Play [Main Plot] The Skyriders

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  1. WPaladin

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    Fina started to dust herself off then sighed and gave up. Too much chaos in the city had made escaping more difficult than she had wanted. She had torn her clothes in multiple places and was covered in the filth of at least six different alleyways she had ran down since separated from everyone else. She wasn't worried or scared anymore her mind was tired and her body was just going through the trained motions.

    She opened the door to the Giverny and after the overwhelming feeling of relief at seeing Estella safely there she stumbled to the bar took a seat and poured herself whatever was closest. She downed it and then began pouring another.
     
  2. Nevermore

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    Another groan escaped the far corner of the bar, "If it's all the same to you guys, I'd rather sit this one out," Zeldane sounded tired, though it quickly passed to excited, "Besides, I'd like to visit that warehouse again, if the bastards have cleared out by now. Also, if you get into trouble I can bring our ship in to rescue you. Keep that communicator." The large man went back to inspecting the Giverny, not even noticing Fina.

    Rath, however, noticed the woman instantly and quickly sidled up to her at the bar. He took the bottle from her and finished pouring her drink before pouring himself one, keeping the bottle close because he knew she'd need another soon enough. The rogue drank with his right hand and lifted his mechanical left one towards Fina, gears clicking and turning as wooden panels slid apart to release a rose into his palm and close again flawlessly. He held the flower out to her, "Tell me," his voice was playful, "Why does an Imperial need to run from her own people?" His eyes traveled up and down her body slowly, clearly recognizing the rough path she had taken as if it were written in the grime she was covered with.

    "You're nuts," Jordain laughed, "And I'm in."
     
  3. Paladin_girl

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    'Nuts? Well. You need to be at least thirty-percent nuts to achieve anything – and the remaining seventy-percent being utter stupidity.

    'Careful how you go, Keyabor. I don't want you getting caught. I wouldn't forgive myself.'


    Estella rose quickly at the sound of someone entering – but her face didn't show relief as much as it did concern. She hurried towards the figure, pulling off her coat and placing it over the woman's shoulders; more a gesture than a cover, the engineer found. Embarrassed, Estella rubbed the back of her neck wearily before disappearing down the corridor, before returning back with a pile of clothing for the Imperial, resting them over the back of an over-stuffed chair by the approach to the hallway. She eyed the bottle with suspicion before standing up straight.

    Now there was an Imperial who put it away quicker than she could. Judging by how shaken she seemed, Estella wondered if her employers knew what sorts of danger they were putting her into – she doubted it. Estella felt partly to blame for Fina's exhaustion – there was no reason for her to shut the pain down like this, if she hadn't induced it.

    She seated herself on the bar table, picking up another bottle for herself and opening it quickly, never leaving her gaze on the young woman.

    'Are you all right?'
     
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    Fina downed the second drink. She couldn't help but feel herself inwardly cringe at the accusing tone the word imperial seemed to suddenly have. Days ago it brought pride to Fina. It was a word that implied loyalty and faithfulness to the empire to her Lady. Fina found her mind tired and the drink had not done enough to help ease her mind. She stared at the empty shot glass in her hand.

    "An imperial need never fear anything within the Empire. That is what we or I have been told since I was a child. However the truth is that the empire is extremely dangerous. The powerful within her noble circles would do anything to gain more power for themselves. Kill anyone. Harm anyone. The citizens don't think about it because we are taught from birth we need not fear anything. Our military is the strongest, our industry the greatest, our engineers and scientists the brightest." Fina spoke with raw insight only those who served the throne would understand.

    "I don't think we realize that we are less than nothing in the eyes of most of the nobles. The senate made of the common people is a lie that has not been true to her people in decades if not more. The seats are stolen by the richest who in truth are mostly the nobles already. They take and they take. They give nothing for the empire when a true imperial gives everything." The irony of the truth began to catch up to her and Fina began to see the smallest part of her purpose in being here now. Her Lady was wise and always saw the smallest pieces of the clockwork that was the empire and how they affected each other.

    Fina smiled setting the glass down and looking at the others, "I just realised what I am. I am an Imperial a true Imperial. In these times the only way to claim such a title is to also be a seditionist. Those who are members of my organization all believe that the empire must be free. It must be free or the people will only suffer. My leader believes that Estella is someone who must be protected to reach that goal. After being here with you the past days I agree."

    Fina slid from the stool kneeling down beside Estella and lowering her head, "I swear myself to protect you as I would only serve one other."
     
  5. Isa

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    Zeke had paused as he came in the door, the groups attention on Fina he slug the travel pack he'd brought from his room in the Rusty Cog and sat atop it while listening. The Empire to him was a hollow thing, built up on well meaning and sound concepts which it followed long enough to make use of before desecrating all of it. The empire didn't mention that it would enslave, torture, kidnap, and blackmail as it wanted to achieve a goal, and it felt wrong to him that the only ones in danger from the empire were those who would do it the most good left unchecked. The gravity of the moment was somewhat ruined after Fina gave her oath by a shrieking blast of steam from the timepiece on his wrist accompanied by a small almost muffled bang as the cover was broken off. He glanced at the others and then back to the piece.
    "Sorry, still working out the bugs."
     
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    Estella's expression was that of exasperation as Fina knelt before her. It made the engineer feel worse because of the woman's state, let alone the fact that almost everyone there had been drinking. She quickly seized Fina's arm, pulling her up firmly, holding her gaze in her own, relinquishing her hold on her.

    'Get up. What did I tell you in the Lion's Head?' the engineer said hotly, 'look, I-'

    The steam made Estella jump out of her skin from surprise, before she turned gruffly towards Ezekiel with a frown. She reclined into her seat again, leaning against the bar. It was like her heart had jumped out of her chest.

    'Bloody hell.'
     
  7. Isa

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    "I said I was sorry. If you'll excuse me." He picked up the fallen cover and inspected it checking the damage from the discharge. Lifting his travel bag in one hand he Moved to a table and sitting down as he slid the device off and set it on the table. he began humming tunelessly to himself as he pulled a wooden box of spare parts from the front pouch of his pack, then pulled the drawstring loose from the top and rummaged around before pulling out a canvas wrapped set of jewelers tools and a few sheets of notes that looked to have been thumbed through several times. he pulled out a small dropper from the box and frowned.
    "I don't suppose any of you have a few drops of purified water?"
    reheating section overloaded again. If I thicken the walls of the tube anymore it will overload the pressure, and I can't make it larger without rerouting the tracking gears. Hmm, Grandfather had some notes related to this.
    Zeke was quickly absorbed in his work to a point he was aware of the rest of the room.
     
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    'Back o' the old gi- oh, never mind.' Estella murmured softly, clenching the words with a stifled yawn, watching as Nate gently cradled a slumbering Isabella over his shoulder, 'go ahead and look for it. I'm gonna knock myself out with something large and fluffy.'

    She ushered across the wooden decks carefully and quietly, as if she were afraid to astonish anyone with the sound of creaking. Partially-opening the door, the engineer took a moment to gaze at the characters in the little casino.

    An imperial servant. Two rogues and their mechanic. The bizarre Ezekiel.

    That scarlet-haired pirate and her pet.

    The event following the warehouse unnerved her, leaving a bad taste in her mouth. She wiped her cheek, bristling as the caked blood crumpled from her skin. A lucky shot. She recalled the marks left on her tricorn in those moments.

    'Damn it.'

    Something was wrong. It wasn't just one thing or another – the art of coincidence was too clean and classy to ever exist. If it was overtly clean, that could only suggest that nobility's dainty, cowhide boots had something to do with it.

    And to add to the danger, they were going to inspect the boat of one of the most notorious pirates of the Empire.

    Bastard had a point, she thought, I've got to be completely bonkers.

    But she didn't regret it.

    She shut the door quietly behind her, leaning against it, pulling off her hat, slick tresses of hair flopping over her eyebrows.
     
  9. Nevermore

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    The explosion made Rath look up curiously, but his attention was quickly returned to Fina, her answer clearly pleasing the handsome rogue as a playful grin now spread from ear to ear, "Quite the answer. I approve, m'lady," his voice was quirky as he placed much less respect and sophistication behind the words than was originally intended by the gentlemen that usually spoke them, "You'll fit right in, methinks." He turned towards Nate, eying the slumbering child before lowering his voice, "Don't suppose some drinks might be had?"

    Zeldane, who had jumped at the explosion, having given Zeke no attention whatsoever due to being so wrapped up in inspecting the airship that he barely heard the others speaking. He turned towards the source of the blast, ready to cuss at anyone responsible but caught himself quickly as his eyes took in the sight of the timepiece. The large man was beside Zeke in a flash, leaning over him to inspect the faulty piece before offering a small, leather flask to the man. "Here, purified," his voice was quiet as his eyes continued to inspect the piece. It was as if he could see every part, every gear and coil that made the thing tick, or in this case, explode. "You may want to try shortening the tube, too much length lets it flex sometimes and any sort of pince in there will cause blockage, which leads to overloading when it can't escape properly."

    A gun was drawn, pointed, and put away before Zeke could apologize for the blast. Jordain didn't want to appear jumpy so he simply pretended nothing had happened, a bluff he could almost get away with because it was usually of Rath and Zeldane that could follow his movements. He wasn't sure about this crowd though. At any rate, he was going to play it off as smoothly as he could and snuck away from the bar. When Estella closed the door behind her, he smirked and placed his back against the wood, giving it a faint rap with his knuckles before speaking, "So this plan of yours, how do you propose we pull this off?"
     
  10. Isa

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    Zeke barely acknowledge the other man as he took the flask muttering a half heard thanks as he squeezed the rubber end of the drop to pull out tiny measure of the water and dripped it into a small chamber he popped open on the devices side before shaking his head. opening a jar that contained a pungent smelling mix of mineral spirits and refined alcohol. he dipped the edge of a sloth in it and wiped the condensation of released steam from the end of the damaged tube before fitting it back into place.

    "take a look at this" he held a magnifying lens over the back of the device as he spoke. with one finger pinning the faulty pipe in place he used another to rotate the spindle on the side the was intended to adjust time. the movement of the line keeping pace with the device passing each hour mark.

    "The accuracy declines drastically when this is shortened. father somehow tied the flexing of it into the time keeping function but I can't find out how from the notes and the original designs were destroyed with the family ship. of the things I could reach the3 blueprints for the ship and the upgrades we'd given it over the generations seemed more important than the watch.
     
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    Zeldane nodded his agreement that ship blue prints were certainly more important than a watch. He glanced down at the timepiece hanging off his belt, along with numerous other oddities, before inspecting the device on the table before him. The designs were different, but the concept was essentially the same, though he couldn't really explain it. He considered it his one flaw, much to his personal amusement. He was an inventor, and a damn good one at that, but all his processes took place entirely within his head. The man was terrible about writting stuff down, and even worse at voicing it. He was very hands-on with anything technology related, but if Zeke was anything like him, the man wasn't going to let some stranger handle the watch. "I might be able to fix it," the large man began hesitantly, "but unfortunately I'm bad with the description and process of these things. Brilliant fixer, terrible teacher, you see. I couldn't tell you what to do, but I reckon you let me see the thing and I'd make it work."