Thread: By Air ((Private))

Yesterday had been the worst day of Lillians life. Yesterday people had come into her home, wrecked it, killed servants, stole some of the more valuable objects, and had kidnapped her elder sister. A note had been left, mocking her father and saying the debt had been repaid. Her father simply threw the note away and went along his business. Lillian, however, was not going to just brush it away. Emma had been more of a mother than a sister to her. After their mother died of consumption, Emma took over that role and made sure that no matter what Lillian would be safe. There was no way that she was going to leave her to those horrid slavers. From what the remaining servants had said, New York of the States was the last place that Emma would be before she was sold off. That day had been pleasant outside. The sun shone brightly and even though it was a little hot, a cool wind blew constantly. Lillians trek had taken her to the shipyard. A few years ago the shipyard was located at where the water met land but now it was in a completely different place altogether. The invention of the steam engine changed much and now the ship yard was located in an open field, where taking off could be done with no obstruction. Things had been cobbled over and everything looked dirty and industrial. The progress of man was always such. It was noisy there. The sounds of people boarding, metal clanging, cranes lifting, and the sound of general chatter. It was a hub of work and technology. Though she walked past this section. That place was for people who could afford the luxury of a ticket. Even though her clothes were beautiful and in the highest of fashion, she herself was poor. Emma had learned to sew and use material from older dresses to make new ones. She was brilliant at it, too. No. Lillian walked further down the line. The noises changed slightly. There was more banging and dragging in this section. Heavy loads of spices, silks, tea, and other valuable goods were being loaded onto heavy and rugged brass barges. Here is where she met with many strange looks and wolfish smiles. The redhead ignored them. She had more urgent matters to attend to. Like finding one of these airships unattended. She walked around that section for awhile, scoping out a barge that didnt have much fuss going around on it. It was difficult work. Attention to detail was really important, too. Finally, two of the people from the one on the end began to chat with one another, their backs turned to the cargo entrance. This was her chance! Quickly she bustled over to it, trying to be as quiet as humanly possible as she entered the cargo haul. It seemed as if no one had saw her but that wasnt the case. One of the men looked over his shoulder just as she went in and would tell the captain as soon as he got back. Since it was a woman, he thought that the captain might take a special interest in the stowaway. Lillian, on the other hand, made herself comfortable. There was a pile of silks hidden behind two large crates that she set herself on. They were at least soft. In exhaustion she had laid down on her back, looking up at the ceiling. Her eyes were starting to close. This was one step closer to finding her dearest sister. One step closer to being with her real family. Her heart soared and for the first time since IT happened, she was able to relaxed. She could not stop her eyes from closing as she drifted off.