It varies with the classification.
For example, the Free Wind and the mentioned battleships are large, open-deck vessels with the majority of the space being below deck but a large cabin above deck (think like a futuristic galleon). Whereas an Interceptor-class ship is not open-deck and resembles something more like the Great Fox from Star Fox. But really, it varies greatly. Particularly outside Crucible territory where people can just build their own makeshift airship (though those are often hunks of junk).
Typically, the most common shared feature is that airships will have two to six "solar rails" which are like thin wings that protrude from the ship. These not only collect solar energy but expel it backwards, giving the ship it's propulsion. They also have aura generators somewhere inside, which collects aura from panels along the bottom of the ships. The generators then run into a separate kind of mechanism along the bottom of the ship to give it lift.
Even though those are the typical features of a ship, they aren't a guarantee. Older ships go without the aura generators and short-distance vessels like skiffs don't have solar rails. And some ship designs are wacky enough to not have either yet somehow function (we'll see a few of those in the future).
In short: airships have a lot of variety.
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I'm terrible. I totally forgot to write for Summer in my last post. I'm sorry. I'll go edit that in right away.
But on another note: I'm going on a road trip for a few days starting tomorrow. Just a heads up because it will force me to be inactive for that time. But have no fear, it will only be three days or so.
EDIT: There, I edited her part in so Vallence can properly react. Hope that helps.
I'm terrible. I totally forgot to write for Summer in my last post. I'm sorry. I'll go edit that in right away.
But on another note: I'm going on a road trip for a few days starting tomorrow. Just a heads up because it will force me to be inactive for that time. But have no fear, it will only be three days or so.
EDIT: There, I edited her part in so Vallence can properly react. Hope that helps.
As the rock aficionado, I can say that isn't the original and has been pitched to avoid a copyright strike.
No real reason for me to point that out, but too late to stop me.
No real reason for me to point that out, but too late to stop me.
A sly grin formed on Captain Storm's face as he saw the fear in the eyes of the Rift Hunters and the people. "Lieutenant Strong," he spoke up, making the blonde man next to him stand at attention. "Start rounding up the runners." A devilish, toothy grin formed on his face, revealing his canine teeth were abnormally sharp. "Yes sir." Before the two men could leave, there was a rustling sound behind them. Turning to face the destroyed town hall, they watched in shock as Vladmir Maximus pulled himself out of the rubble.
Still holding his hammer, he once again stood tall and proud. Albeit now very dirty, and blood trickling down from the corner of his mouth. There was a silent standoff for a moment, before Storm began clapping. "I am impressed," he confessed, turning to fully face Vladmir. The mayor didn't respond. Instead, it was clear that his rage was building. "You managed to survive my Burst Shot. That is no joke, my friend. But unfortunately, that now means I will have to kill you in some other means. Perhaps my Wind Slicer will do the trick. But then again, parading your head around might seem a bit too barbaric for Crucibellia..."
Vladmir raised his hammer, before slamming the handle against the ground. The sound resounded throughout the town square, silencing the captain. "I would die honorably if I knew that my people would be taken care of," Vladmir began. "But in your hands, they will only suffer." The other Rift Hunters seemed to have a boost in morale, now taking up their arms. Noticing this change in the dynamic, Storm and Strong took a look around the square for a moment. "Are you truly prepared to die for no reason? No cause?" Storm spoke up again, holding up two fingers pressed tightly against each other.
Noticing this, the lieutenant took a step back from Storm. But Vladmir stood still. "I have a cause. To protect my island, my town, my friends and family. I don't care who you represent, you will not have your way with my people." A devilish grin formed on Storm's face as Vladmir raised his hammer and now held it in both hands. He was clearly ready to fight. With this sign, the tension of a battle about to begin took the town square. "My cause is stronger," Storm said simply, before raising his arm threateningly, preparing some form of attack on the mayor. But then he stopped as he heard the sound of someone approaching.
Weston walked rather silently toward the town. Even in Varren's company, he had nothing to say. However, as they got closer, Weston could see people running about frantically toward the outskirts of the town. And in the distance, over the rooftops, he could see the top of a Crucible Interceptor. A frown formed on his face, but he continued walking. Only when he and Varren reached the town did he have something to say.
"Go and search for a mechanic," he instructed, waving one of his hands as a form of dismissal. "We need to have our ship up and running in less than thirty minutes." He knew that Interceptors never flew alone. There would be one or two battleships with it, in the off-chance the locals put up a fight. The Interceptor was always the 'greeter' of the annexation process. While Weston didn't particularly care which direction Varren started searching in, he was walking straight for the town square. As he passed fleeing citizens and those frozen in terror, he approached the line of Crucible soldiers.
The situation was tense, he could see that. But he knew he needed to provide Varren and the rest of the crew a distraction. Repairs would take time, and with the Crucible this close someone would need to keep them busy. Seemingly without any care for the battle that was about to take place, Weston shoved two soldiers out of his way and stepped onto the square.
With this, everyone stopped and all eyes were on him. There was a moment of silence and confusion, before the Crucible soldiers all aimed their weapons at him. "Two Blade..." Captain Storm muttered in surprised. The mayor looked at the newcomer with no care, only finding Weston to be a distraction. "Shoot him!" Before any shots were heard, Weston's eyes widened for a brief second. A wave of intimidation swept over the entire square. The dozens of soldiers that were aiming at him began to shake and quiver, and despite having their weapons already pointed at him did not fire.
Having felt the wave as well, Storm and Strong grimaced. "You pansies! Shoot him!" But yet still, no shots were fired. With that out of the way, Weston started walking toward the two officers. "Do you know who I am? The infamous Wind Mage, Captain Elijah Storm! Don't think I'm afraid of you, Bright! I can kill you single-handedly!" he began threatening, poising to strike at Weston now with his two fingers rather than at Vladmir.
"If you could kill me, you wouldn't be on an annexation team," Weston said rather simply. His voice was perfectly calm, and even somewhat quiet. With that taunt, Storm swung his arm in a wide arc. In the blink of an eye, Weston leaned backwards, ducking under his invisible attack. Behind him, several soldiers received a deep laceration across their chest, sending them falling to the ground. Surprised by his speed, Storm paused a moment. He contemplated how wise it would be to fight this man. Then an idea came to mind. "Lieutenant Strong, capture or kill this criminal."
As quickly as she had appeared, the lizard girl started running again. Though this time, Aubrey felt it was understandable. He continued staring in the direction of the town square and even began to slowly walk toward it before he realized Emery and Isaac had approached him. As if snapping out of a daze, Aubrey adjusted his sunglasses and looked at them. "We..." Before he could think of a plan, Isaac already came up with one. It was best to leave that sort of stuff to him. After all, Aubrey had to admit he was one of the smartest guys around.
As Isaac explained his plan, Aubrey saw two people walking toward the town from the direction the ship had crashed. Considering they were unfamiliar faces, Aubrey figured they were from the freighter's crew. Then he noticed something else. The younger one had some kind of gun, and the older one had two large swords on his back. He continued watching them as they split up and the older one, which Aubrey also noticed had an eyepatch hiding under his bangs, started heading toward the town square. After that distraction, he turned his attention back to Isaac.
"Yeah, I'm going back to my house," he confirmed. This much was a given. Without waiting for anyone else to agree, Aubrey broke into a run. There weren't many possessions at his house that he cared for. After all, his airbike was in a garage in Kuiper and he had no valuables other than that. But his mother was still bed-ridden. How am I going to get her out of here? he began strategizing as he ran down the street. He skidded to a halt at a corner, before breaking out in another run toward his front door. I don't think I'm strong enough to lift her, and she can't make it across town, let alone across the island. And at speed. And in a present danger...
The green-haired woman seemed more intent on fuming than particularly paying any attention to Heizo. However, after a moment, she decided to look in the direction he was, to see what he was worried about. In the distance, barely visible over the treetops, she could see the top of a white Crucible ship. For a moment, she seemed confused and shocked. Then she scowled. "Great." She pinched the bridge of her nose and closed her eyes. "Of all the times..."
Her train of thought was interrupted when she heard some shouting coming from below. The captain leaned over the railing, peering down to an unfamiliar face inquiring about the Free Wind. At first, she had a blank expression. But after he asked about taking on passengers, a scowl formed on her face again. "Like hell am I taking any passengers!" she shouted down at him, even shaking her fist melodramatically. "Does this look like a pleasure cruise!? Do I look like a chauffer!? This is my business! I give no free rides!" Then she paused a moment, glancing over at Heizo, before spontaneously kicking her own vessel. "If this ancient thing could even fly!!"
Still holding his hammer, he once again stood tall and proud. Albeit now very dirty, and blood trickling down from the corner of his mouth. There was a silent standoff for a moment, before Storm began clapping. "I am impressed," he confessed, turning to fully face Vladmir. The mayor didn't respond. Instead, it was clear that his rage was building. "You managed to survive my Burst Shot. That is no joke, my friend. But unfortunately, that now means I will have to kill you in some other means. Perhaps my Wind Slicer will do the trick. But then again, parading your head around might seem a bit too barbaric for Crucibellia..."
Vladmir raised his hammer, before slamming the handle against the ground. The sound resounded throughout the town square, silencing the captain. "I would die honorably if I knew that my people would be taken care of," Vladmir began. "But in your hands, they will only suffer." The other Rift Hunters seemed to have a boost in morale, now taking up their arms. Noticing this change in the dynamic, Storm and Strong took a look around the square for a moment. "Are you truly prepared to die for no reason? No cause?" Storm spoke up again, holding up two fingers pressed tightly against each other.
Noticing this, the lieutenant took a step back from Storm. But Vladmir stood still. "I have a cause. To protect my island, my town, my friends and family. I don't care who you represent, you will not have your way with my people." A devilish grin formed on Storm's face as Vladmir raised his hammer and now held it in both hands. He was clearly ready to fight. With this sign, the tension of a battle about to begin took the town square. "My cause is stronger," Storm said simply, before raising his arm threateningly, preparing some form of attack on the mayor. But then he stopped as he heard the sound of someone approaching.
Weston walked rather silently toward the town. Even in Varren's company, he had nothing to say. However, as they got closer, Weston could see people running about frantically toward the outskirts of the town. And in the distance, over the rooftops, he could see the top of a Crucible Interceptor. A frown formed on his face, but he continued walking. Only when he and Varren reached the town did he have something to say.
"Go and search for a mechanic," he instructed, waving one of his hands as a form of dismissal. "We need to have our ship up and running in less than thirty minutes." He knew that Interceptors never flew alone. There would be one or two battleships with it, in the off-chance the locals put up a fight. The Interceptor was always the 'greeter' of the annexation process. While Weston didn't particularly care which direction Varren started searching in, he was walking straight for the town square. As he passed fleeing citizens and those frozen in terror, he approached the line of Crucible soldiers.
The situation was tense, he could see that. But he knew he needed to provide Varren and the rest of the crew a distraction. Repairs would take time, and with the Crucible this close someone would need to keep them busy. Seemingly without any care for the battle that was about to take place, Weston shoved two soldiers out of his way and stepped onto the square.
With this, everyone stopped and all eyes were on him. There was a moment of silence and confusion, before the Crucible soldiers all aimed their weapons at him. "Two Blade..." Captain Storm muttered in surprised. The mayor looked at the newcomer with no care, only finding Weston to be a distraction. "Shoot him!" Before any shots were heard, Weston's eyes widened for a brief second. A wave of intimidation swept over the entire square. The dozens of soldiers that were aiming at him began to shake and quiver, and despite having their weapons already pointed at him did not fire.
Having felt the wave as well, Storm and Strong grimaced. "You pansies! Shoot him!" But yet still, no shots were fired. With that out of the way, Weston started walking toward the two officers. "Do you know who I am? The infamous Wind Mage, Captain Elijah Storm! Don't think I'm afraid of you, Bright! I can kill you single-handedly!" he began threatening, poising to strike at Weston now with his two fingers rather than at Vladmir.
"If you could kill me, you wouldn't be on an annexation team," Weston said rather simply. His voice was perfectly calm, and even somewhat quiet. With that taunt, Storm swung his arm in a wide arc. In the blink of an eye, Weston leaned backwards, ducking under his invisible attack. Behind him, several soldiers received a deep laceration across their chest, sending them falling to the ground. Surprised by his speed, Storm paused a moment. He contemplated how wise it would be to fight this man. Then an idea came to mind. "Lieutenant Strong, capture or kill this criminal."
As quickly as she had appeared, the lizard girl started running again. Though this time, Aubrey felt it was understandable. He continued staring in the direction of the town square and even began to slowly walk toward it before he realized Emery and Isaac had approached him. As if snapping out of a daze, Aubrey adjusted his sunglasses and looked at them. "We..." Before he could think of a plan, Isaac already came up with one. It was best to leave that sort of stuff to him. After all, Aubrey had to admit he was one of the smartest guys around.
As Isaac explained his plan, Aubrey saw two people walking toward the town from the direction the ship had crashed. Considering they were unfamiliar faces, Aubrey figured they were from the freighter's crew. Then he noticed something else. The younger one had some kind of gun, and the older one had two large swords on his back. He continued watching them as they split up and the older one, which Aubrey also noticed had an eyepatch hiding under his bangs, started heading toward the town square. After that distraction, he turned his attention back to Isaac.
"Yeah, I'm going back to my house," he confirmed. This much was a given. Without waiting for anyone else to agree, Aubrey broke into a run. There weren't many possessions at his house that he cared for. After all, his airbike was in a garage in Kuiper and he had no valuables other than that. But his mother was still bed-ridden. How am I going to get her out of here? he began strategizing as he ran down the street. He skidded to a halt at a corner, before breaking out in another run toward his front door. I don't think I'm strong enough to lift her, and she can't make it across town, let alone across the island. And at speed. And in a present danger...
The green-haired woman seemed more intent on fuming than particularly paying any attention to Heizo. However, after a moment, she decided to look in the direction he was, to see what he was worried about. In the distance, barely visible over the treetops, she could see the top of a white Crucible ship. For a moment, she seemed confused and shocked. Then she scowled. "Great." She pinched the bridge of her nose and closed her eyes. "Of all the times..."
Her train of thought was interrupted when she heard some shouting coming from below. The captain leaned over the railing, peering down to an unfamiliar face inquiring about the Free Wind. At first, she had a blank expression. But after he asked about taking on passengers, a scowl formed on her face again. "Like hell am I taking any passengers!" she shouted down at him, even shaking her fist melodramatically. "Does this look like a pleasure cruise!? Do I look like a chauffer!? This is my business! I give no free rides!" Then she paused a moment, glancing over at Heizo, before spontaneously kicking her own vessel. "If this ancient thing could even fly!!"
*sigh*
You linked one of my favorite youtube videos of all time.
Took a bit longer than expected, but posted.
Aubrey had barely left his house. And already people were running into him. Literally. The impact knocked him off balance, but unlike the girl he remained standing. "Hey, watch where you're..." he began, before seeing who bumped into him. He looked down at Nanako for a moment, before adjusting his sunglasses and crossing his arms over his chest. "Hey." A grin formed on his face, before he noticed the chameleon she had with him. With that realization, he also realized he had never seen her before on Krukow. Another oddity for the day? The grin vanished as he began to think about it.
But down the street, in the same direction Nanako was standing from him, he saw two more familiar people. It would seem everyone was abuzz with the low passing of the freight ship before. Today is definitely a special day, he thought to himself, before glancing at Nanako. "What are you rushing so frantically about?" he asked, keeping his arms crossed and his false cool demeanor. He intended to make it a quick conversation, as his friends weren't too far away and he'd rather be with them than someone he didn't know. But the girl hardly had a chance to explain herself.
A faint humming sound swept over the small town. Aubrey casually looked toward the source, lifting his sunglasses up. "Another one?" he questioned aloud, trying to spot what sounded like an airship. After a few seconds, his suspicion was confirmed. But this ship was different. A white, sleek airship of a much smaller size glided over the town, before hovering directly over Lake Krukow. It looked much newer and fancier. While Aubrey had seen plenty of airships around on Kuiper, none had looked this advanced. But something on the port side got his attention more so than anything else. A red emblem of a sword and shield.
As it hovered low over the water, close to the bank, a door opened along the port side and a ramp extended to the ground. Though this was distant and difficult for Aubrey to see, it was clear that people were filing out onto the land. "It can't be..."
In the center of town, in front of the town hall there was a large open square. There used to be a tree in the center of it, but it was cut down as the popular belief at the time was that it would look better without it. This created a very open space for the village to gather in should the need ever arise, such as during festivals. Presently, many of the Rift Hunters from the guild Maximus had gathered. And as the white ship passed slowly overhead and landed nearby, they all grew nervous. The town mayor and leader of Maximus, Vladmir Maximus, stood in front of the town hall. In his right hand was a large hammer, even bigger than he was.
He had a particularly angry expression on his face, but not a word escaped him. While his men seemed anxious, they were unsure if they should be afraid that their boss is so mad or use it as motivation. They were uncertain of what was about to happen. They only knew one thing, and it was confirmed as the white-suited soldiers marched into the town in rows of two: the Crucible Empire had arrived. Though there were plenty of average citizens in the square, upon seeing the Crucible military, armed to the teeth with guns and weapons of various sizes, they decided to vacate. But the Rift Hunters remained, looking about equally armed.
But heavily outnumbered.
The soldiers surrounded the entire square, preventing any escape for those gathered. Many regular villagers were standing behind the line of soldiers, watching to see what will happen next but staying a relatively safe distance away. Once the soldiers stopped marching, an eerie silence took hold of the town. Then the sound of two sets of footsteps. From the line of soldiers, two officers stepped out. And rather than politely walk around the gathered Rift Hunters, the two walked straight through the mob, forcing them out of their way as they walked.
One of the officers stood fairly tall, with a sleek figure and blonde hair long enough to cover one of his eyes from under his white beret. Also notable was his right hand was gloved whereas his left hand was not. The other man, who looked to be of a higher rank than the blonde, had spiky silver hair and no headgear. He was shorter and clearly older, though seemed to have a slightly stockier build. They both walked with utmost confidence, stopping before Vladmir Maximus.
"My name is Elijah Storm, captain of the Seeker. I am here on behalf of the Crucibellian Empire to annex the island of... eh..." the silver-haired man spoke, before looking to the taller one. "Krukow," the blonde assisted. "Yes, the island of Krukow. I would like to speak with the man in charge of this town, if you would so kindly move away from the door."
Vladmir pounded his chest, mildly surprising the two officers in front of him. "I am the mayor of Krukow, Vladmir Maximus." A sly grin formed on Captain Storm's face. "A strong name. I guessed you were in charge of this Rift Hunting guild, but to also be the mayor? This place really is the boonies." He began laughing while his partner kept a straight face. His wording and outburst seemed to irritate the Rift Hunters, but they held their tongues. As Storm slowly calmed down, he set his sinister gaze back on Vladmir. "As a part of your annexation, we shall be appointing our own officials to govern this island. And since you run the Rift Hunters here, we also control those too. So this is really convenient for me."
The captain pointed his hand at Vladmir like it was a handgun, with his pointer finger aimed directly at his chest. This confused the majority of the crowd, but Vladmir realized what was about to happen. The hand recoiled backwards, mimicking the recoil of a gun, and a powerful jet of air blasted toward the mayor. At first, his body lurched around the impact point, which was only as small as Storm's fingertip, before he was sent careening backwards into the town hall. The force of the impact made him crash entirely through it, destroying the foundations. A collective gasp of shock was heard from the Rift Hunters as the town hall itself collapsed, with the mayor inside.
With this done, Storm and the blonde officer turned around to face the crowd of Rift Hunters. He could see beyond his soldiers that much of the town had gathered. And now they were frightened. "You are all now employed by the Crucibellian Empire. You are all to be inspected to see if your practices and Hunters are up to code. Then you all shall take a licensing exam in order to determine if you keep your jobs. And all of you are now citizens of the Crucibellian Empire!"
"Shit! Fuck! Damnit!" A dark-haired man in his late thirties leaned against the rails on the top deck of the freight ship. He let out a sigh as he could hear the profanity coming from below deck. "This piece of...! Ugh! Weston!" Upon hearing his name, he let out another sigh and stood upright. He walked over to the door that led onto the deck, but before he could reach the door it had already opened. Standing in the frame was a smaller woman, standing a whole head and shoulders shorter than the man named Weston. She had green hair and an angry expression.
"The generator won't start back up. We're grounded. Until we can either fix the solar rails or the Aura generator, we aren't going anywhere." Before she could shove past him, he skillfully stepped to the side. It was evident now that there were two very large swords strapped to his back in an X shape. "I figured as much," he answered simply, following the younger woman as she walked to the railing. Looking over it, it was evident that they had more or less crashed into the forest. Many trees were knocked over or shattered under the bulk of the Free Wind, though the hull of the airship was hardly scratched. "Thankfully this island is inhabited. There is a village somewhere around here. Considering Kuiper isn't too far away, there may be a mechanic somewhere in there."
The older man nodded. "Find a mechanic. Got it, Summer." Without waiting for her to confirm the command, he casually jumped off the ship. Despite the fall being easily forty feet, he landed unharmed and began walking. "Wait a minute! Argh!" But he was already walking away from the ship, ignoring the captain's shouting. As he disappeared from her view, Summer let out a sigh and facepalmed. "Why do I even bother with him...?"
But down the street, in the same direction Nanako was standing from him, he saw two more familiar people. It would seem everyone was abuzz with the low passing of the freight ship before. Today is definitely a special day, he thought to himself, before glancing at Nanako. "What are you rushing so frantically about?" he asked, keeping his arms crossed and his false cool demeanor. He intended to make it a quick conversation, as his friends weren't too far away and he'd rather be with them than someone he didn't know. But the girl hardly had a chance to explain herself.
A faint humming sound swept over the small town. Aubrey casually looked toward the source, lifting his sunglasses up. "Another one?" he questioned aloud, trying to spot what sounded like an airship. After a few seconds, his suspicion was confirmed. But this ship was different. A white, sleek airship of a much smaller size glided over the town, before hovering directly over Lake Krukow. It looked much newer and fancier. While Aubrey had seen plenty of airships around on Kuiper, none had looked this advanced. But something on the port side got his attention more so than anything else. A red emblem of a sword and shield.
As it hovered low over the water, close to the bank, a door opened along the port side and a ramp extended to the ground. Though this was distant and difficult for Aubrey to see, it was clear that people were filing out onto the land. "It can't be..."
In the center of town, in front of the town hall there was a large open square. There used to be a tree in the center of it, but it was cut down as the popular belief at the time was that it would look better without it. This created a very open space for the village to gather in should the need ever arise, such as during festivals. Presently, many of the Rift Hunters from the guild Maximus had gathered. And as the white ship passed slowly overhead and landed nearby, they all grew nervous. The town mayor and leader of Maximus, Vladmir Maximus, stood in front of the town hall. In his right hand was a large hammer, even bigger than he was.
He had a particularly angry expression on his face, but not a word escaped him. While his men seemed anxious, they were unsure if they should be afraid that their boss is so mad or use it as motivation. They were uncertain of what was about to happen. They only knew one thing, and it was confirmed as the white-suited soldiers marched into the town in rows of two: the Crucible Empire had arrived. Though there were plenty of average citizens in the square, upon seeing the Crucible military, armed to the teeth with guns and weapons of various sizes, they decided to vacate. But the Rift Hunters remained, looking about equally armed.
But heavily outnumbered.
The soldiers surrounded the entire square, preventing any escape for those gathered. Many regular villagers were standing behind the line of soldiers, watching to see what will happen next but staying a relatively safe distance away. Once the soldiers stopped marching, an eerie silence took hold of the town. Then the sound of two sets of footsteps. From the line of soldiers, two officers stepped out. And rather than politely walk around the gathered Rift Hunters, the two walked straight through the mob, forcing them out of their way as they walked.
One of the officers stood fairly tall, with a sleek figure and blonde hair long enough to cover one of his eyes from under his white beret. Also notable was his right hand was gloved whereas his left hand was not. The other man, who looked to be of a higher rank than the blonde, had spiky silver hair and no headgear. He was shorter and clearly older, though seemed to have a slightly stockier build. They both walked with utmost confidence, stopping before Vladmir Maximus.
"My name is Elijah Storm, captain of the Seeker. I am here on behalf of the Crucibellian Empire to annex the island of... eh..." the silver-haired man spoke, before looking to the taller one. "Krukow," the blonde assisted. "Yes, the island of Krukow. I would like to speak with the man in charge of this town, if you would so kindly move away from the door."
Vladmir pounded his chest, mildly surprising the two officers in front of him. "I am the mayor of Krukow, Vladmir Maximus." A sly grin formed on Captain Storm's face. "A strong name. I guessed you were in charge of this Rift Hunting guild, but to also be the mayor? This place really is the boonies." He began laughing while his partner kept a straight face. His wording and outburst seemed to irritate the Rift Hunters, but they held their tongues. As Storm slowly calmed down, he set his sinister gaze back on Vladmir. "As a part of your annexation, we shall be appointing our own officials to govern this island. And since you run the Rift Hunters here, we also control those too. So this is really convenient for me."
The captain pointed his hand at Vladmir like it was a handgun, with his pointer finger aimed directly at his chest. This confused the majority of the crowd, but Vladmir realized what was about to happen. The hand recoiled backwards, mimicking the recoil of a gun, and a powerful jet of air blasted toward the mayor. At first, his body lurched around the impact point, which was only as small as Storm's fingertip, before he was sent careening backwards into the town hall. The force of the impact made him crash entirely through it, destroying the foundations. A collective gasp of shock was heard from the Rift Hunters as the town hall itself collapsed, with the mayor inside.
With this done, Storm and the blonde officer turned around to face the crowd of Rift Hunters. He could see beyond his soldiers that much of the town had gathered. And now they were frightened. "You are all now employed by the Crucibellian Empire. You are all to be inspected to see if your practices and Hunters are up to code. Then you all shall take a licensing exam in order to determine if you keep your jobs. And all of you are now citizens of the Crucibellian Empire!"
"Shit! Fuck! Damnit!" A dark-haired man in his late thirties leaned against the rails on the top deck of the freight ship. He let out a sigh as he could hear the profanity coming from below deck. "This piece of...! Ugh! Weston!" Upon hearing his name, he let out another sigh and stood upright. He walked over to the door that led onto the deck, but before he could reach the door it had already opened. Standing in the frame was a smaller woman, standing a whole head and shoulders shorter than the man named Weston. She had green hair and an angry expression.
"The generator won't start back up. We're grounded. Until we can either fix the solar rails or the Aura generator, we aren't going anywhere." Before she could shove past him, he skillfully stepped to the side. It was evident now that there were two very large swords strapped to his back in an X shape. "I figured as much," he answered simply, following the younger woman as she walked to the railing. Looking over it, it was evident that they had more or less crashed into the forest. Many trees were knocked over or shattered under the bulk of the Free Wind, though the hull of the airship was hardly scratched. "Thankfully this island is inhabited. There is a village somewhere around here. Considering Kuiper isn't too far away, there may be a mechanic somewhere in there."
The older man nodded. "Find a mechanic. Got it, Summer." Without waiting for her to confirm the command, he casually jumped off the ship. Despite the fall being easily forty feet, he landed unharmed and began walking. "Wait a minute! Argh!" But he was already walking away from the ship, ignoring the captain's shouting. As he disappeared from her view, Summer let out a sigh and facepalmed. "Why do I even bother with him...?"
I'm about to start working on another post. So advancement shall be made. :D
Double post because I can.
The IC is now up. Characters that have been approved can now post. There is a phrase for what is happening right now...
The calm before the storm. >:D
The IC is now up. Characters that have been approved can now post. There is a phrase for what is happening right now...
The calm before the storm. >:D
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