Imogen burst into the main boathouse, running to the upper catwalks where her father Elliott was overseeing the balloon repair of a D class that had run foul of some cliff faces recently. Elliott was a short, skinny man with thin, round glasses and wild hair that matched Imogen's, but cut shorter. He glanced to Imogen as she climbed up to him.
"Hello, Imogen." He smiled, turning his attention back to the balloon, shouting quick instructions to the workers on the floor before looking back at Imogen.
"What has you so riled up, dear?"
[color=00CC00]"The Magnificent just docked at Forrest's!"[/color] She exlaimed. [color=00CC00]"That means Levi is in town! I'm gonna meet the son of Gabriel!"[/color] She squealed once more.
"Hey now." Elliott crooned, gently placing a hand on her shoulder. "Calm down. Calm down. Are you sure it's Levi?"
[color=00CC00]"Yes. I'm sure. I saw the nameplate. It's the Magnificent. The actual Magnificent."[/color]
Elliott paused a moment and nodded. "Well then I suppose you will be running right over to Forrest's dock then?"
Imogen nodded quickly, hopping form one foot to the other. Elliott sighed and shook his head.
"Very well." He said. Go see Dexter on the way. Let him know where you're going and be back by six. You're on cranes tonight."
Imogen cheered and hurried back to the ladder, waving to Elliott.
[color=00CC00]"I will, dad!"[/color] She called. Elliott chuckled and smiled softly, pushing his glasses up his nose. He glanced back at the balloon repairs.
"Timothy!" He yelled to one of his workers. "Put that welding torch down!"