[color=8493ca][h3][b]Post Captain Le Marinier[/b][/h3]
[b]Telagrams and Talks.[/b]
[I].455 Hot[/i]
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Airship. 
Stand off.

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The Post Captain did not want to kill a man over gold that never even belonged to him, not more than he had to to be alive. At the end of the day, he might still be a soldier and an officer but he did not pull the trigger lightly. If he did, it was because he had to and shooting a man in the back felt wrong. 

The other was gesturing to women to cover them and the Favis soldier was actively hunting Carter. What a shit show. “Carter. No way out. For Christ's sake, you cannot sell bullion bars on the open markets. Take your knocks, drop the damn gun and come out.” He shouted out as the noise rose, " please don't, run he thought, for God's sake, the gold was gold but it was not worth dying over like this in a dark cargo hold. 

“Running now only makes things worse. We can end this now." He tried, it was bad but come on, the crack of a second shot had him working out where it came from and instinctively ducking down into cover. He was not alive for being stupid,  all this gold was bullet proof. 

Then the door at the back began to open and the man he had drank with and shared an easy cigar with made his run for the rope. They were tied up and many metres in the air. No where to go in a foreign city. What the hell was he going to do? 

He pulled the trigger and let loose a shot but something in him could not shoot a man who was not shooting but running however he acted guilty and he jerked pulling the muzzle a few inches to the left off target. The heavy .455 pistol made his ears ring in the cargo hold and he watched the man go out of sight as smoke wafted from the barrel and he lowered the weapon with a feeling that he would have preferred to have shared a Favis rum in his town house across the world than almost end the man in a cargo hold in a foreign land. 

“Gold, all this for bloody gold.” The captain cursed and looked around glaring regardless if a gun was aimed at him. He was not scared, having already been killed multiple times in his life. “Maybe I should just call in the Marines.” He said and wondered if this was worth causing an incident, taking over and handing this over to the official authorities once they arrived.