[h2]Aden[/h2]

Being on watch on the gondola for the most part had allowed Aden two things for the most part. The first had been an indulgence; brought on by boredom, curiosity and a surplus of ammo. Plinking away at trees and boulder's that hung below, scratching flight times, aim points and impact points in his sketchbook. The last eight pages being filled with his new dope work. Dissecting the finer points of this aerial gunnery; half from personal curiosity and the other half from professional stubbornness.  

The aching of his arm an unwelcome companion in the cold breeze of the gondola. Thoughts of how it should be worse at the back of his mind. He would have to bring it up somehow. The thoughts on how eluded him. He gave a sigh, his breath misting even as the airstream took it. 

The second perk of gondola watch spread out before him. Watching the landscape beneath shift from rustic views to the grand city that now sprawled under his boots. He had slung his rifle at the first sighting of civilization; opting instead to alternate taking in the view with binoculars and trying to smoke a cigarette. The latter more difficult to keep lit in his current conditions. 

So it was to some relief that he was relieved and entered the bridge. Smoke wafting from mouth as he took a drag. 

"Will I be needed at any of these?" Aden asked of Arkadios, a cloud of smoke hanging around the knit cap pulled over the private's ears. " Or do you think I will be receiving new orders here?" 

Aden asked that last part with a resigned air. The airship had been a nice diversion if not for his wound but he had survived the fall of Inbur. Now, it was time for reality to set in again. In that a private with no unit could not galivant away on his own whims. 

Lest he be considered for desertion.