[h2]Aden[/h2]

Aden had been looking at Zoe. Trying to puzzle her out. The slight contradictions. Her oddly specific knowledge, that was also lacking in some basic aspects. Mannerisms that-

The sharp report of a rifle reverberated through the air. Close enough that Aden recognized that it had come from the air ship. 

He stood rapidly; his forgotten smoke falling to the deck in a spray of hot ash and smoke. Leather whispering as his pistol suddenly appeared in his hand. 

Free hand shooting out on instinct grabbing Zoe’s wrist and pulling her roughly behind him. Eyes searching in line with the pistol sights. Wounded arm protesting slightly behind the encroaching rush of adrenaline. 

“Stay here. Lock the door.” He went to leave the room. Following what he believed had been the gunshot. Pistol bobbing with his increased breathing. No signs of anyone assaulting the airship. Nor did the city outside the portholes appear to be under siege. The corridors lay-

The cargo hold door was open. The faint scuff of boot on metal the only wound following in the gunshot’s wake. 

Aden laid a cautious boot into the hold. Pistol leveled as he scanned the row of crates.

“Inburian Army. Everyone freeze!!!!” Not the best line but the other option was indiscriminately firing into the bay at vague shadows. 

[@Dyelli Beybi] [@InfamousGuy101]