[color=8493ca][h3][b]Post Captain Le Marinier[/b][/h3]
[b]Telagrams and Talks.[/b]
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Airship. 
Stabd off.

…

The Post Captain was thinking of taking one of the staff up on the offer at a Lunch and a drink at a local club they were members of  the “The Peracles Club” was a local venue that favoured diplomats, foreign traders and other sorts who were more transient than the older clubs would be happy with. It offered food, a good bar and a private place to discuss matters outside of official settings and avenues or so he had been told. It was perfect and he knew who to ask for to be invited in as a guest. 

That nice afternoon was shaken away from him as Itzi ran up then ran away deeper into the diplomatic district where most had been established and clustered together usually out of shared purpose but also having access to the things all valued being the same. “Carter, attack? what…” He called out as she left and his thoughts of a quiet glass of port catching up with a local newspaper was shattered. “Damnit.” 

He was not as fast, fit or agile as he was when he was a younger man but the diplomat could put on a steady fast pace as he said quickly and quietly to one of the guards on duty. “Pass this on. Someone might be after the foreign treasury, tell them to get the Alert section to arms, just in case.” 

He said that and turned quickly to the airship as he looked towards the spire of cast iron and so across the city. Damn he really wanted that drink. But he patted where his revolver was, his pockets had some Favian Marine and other bits he had been given as replacement for his lost items.

 He made it quickly for the airship, his leg hurt from the fact he banged a lamppost thanks to one eye and they only flared up but now he had to. He made quick time and looked up as he saw the battle marked airship they had traveled on come closer and closer. It towered over him as he was involved by its shadow. 

The sea bag bounced and he probably should have left it at the embassy. He dropped that just inside the airship and drew his heavy revolver moving forward slowly, deliberately scanning the area as he compensated for his narrowed vision head on a swivel. 

Quiet, slow. He moved delicately clearing each passageway till he reached the cargo areas. He had to steady his breathing and calm his hands, this was a young man's game and wished he had a few Favian Marines at his back but this was bloody sensitive and seizing the gold could start a damn war. 

He stayed in the shadows, to the side of the side access door anyone shooting at the sound would hit open air. He used his tone he used to use for giving orders in loud, chaotic and such spaces where a single number mis translated could mean a hit, a miss, or a death. “This is Post Captain Le Mariner, Favain Navy. STAND DOWN. I AM ARMED. DO NOT TEST ME..”

He had considered a long gun but this was too cramped. The metal bar he found would be more useful than a long rifle and bayonet. Plus he was rather out of practice with one. The Revolver not so. 

The police woman was calling Carter out to surrender but he was told someone attacked him? Stealing, what on earth was the real story. Of course this was a fucking mess. Maybe he should have taken a Marine section and secured the gold himself until someone sane could bloody take this stuff. It was more trouble than it was worth. “First thing. Anyone shot. Has anyone hurt? Sound off now. Second. Mr Carter. As a Officer, i hope you hold some honour to your oath and as a gentleman. Is this true.” He wanted to gauge if anyone was wounded inside, what had happened but he was not gonna be stupid and expose himself fully to fire until he used voices to try and triangulate people in the room or at least who was maybe present.

He really should have just gone for that bloody drink sooner and avoided this… keeping one eye about the flanks. He was not gonna be caught off guard if could not be helped. He had come to see the man as a friend, he would rather know if what he did from his own words to judge instead of hearsay.