Thread: Beyond the Skies [--+Hahvoc Requiem+--, H a r r i e t, TakodaVega]

The problem becomes the only place that is within our range to even get to and make it on time is near our destination. We might have to do a Raid. She said softly. Raids were tricky little fuckers if you weren't careful about which ship you decided to take on to stock up on supplies from. Karita lightly bit on her nipped on her knuckle as she thought. Shaking her head she watched the others leave to feed their grumbling bellies in the deck below. Though Karita herself was hungry she had business to attend to. Walking along the warm boards towards the front of the ship to the control room, settling into her seat in front of the steam chamber she added a few more coals to get them going through the early morning fog. Mist was not fun to fly in normally, fog was about as bad, but mist made things wet and cold. The engine hummed slightly as the ship slowly began to raise from the clouds. Satisfied she moved towards the upper deck to see one of the deck hands lowering a sail to catch the breeze. Most of the higher officers didn't have to worry about the day to day duties, but Karita still went through the motions if only to make sure things were running as smoothly as they should. It was only once everything had been accounted for, calibrated and seen to did she return to her own private quarters. Tossing up a pear from the bowl of fruit on her table she nibbled at it, pondering even more what the hell it was they had in their own cargo hold. Part of her didn't want to know, yet the designation of bodyguards didn't help make her ponder the trip. Not exactly regretting it since it had been harder to avoid the AirNauctals that the other nations had assembled to combat the pirate problem. Tossing the core of the pear into the bin near the door, she did her more 'captainly' duties, grabbing the nearby graph of the world. There was another one hanging in the Navigational area of course. but here she could plot and strategically maneuver things off book. Currently they should have been heading towards the south across the open shores where they could pick up the thermals from the sea air and have them the advantage of traveling faster. Problem was that required going through patrols and searches and... Too much work to deal with. Simple as that. Besides she wasn't quite sure if her new precious cargo was legal to their standards. Better to be safe than sorry. Instead she decided to take to the Pass through the west, skirting the edge of Cyclone Ridge and then further still going through til they got to Geis. Geis was a bitch to get to as it was without the worry of the whole navigational defunctionalization. No, they also had to deal with having to navigate through their own 'rock farm'. That's the only way she could describe it. They harvested the stones for the ships and then started to cross breed them with other rocks to make things more interesting. However that means they let the rocks 'grow' unnaturally. On more than one occasion other Airships had crashed because of this filed. Sighing softly she leaned back in her chair. It was well into midmorning by now. She still hadn't eaten but, her hunger didn't seem to register as much as it had earlier that day. She didn't mind though. It meant while the others did their own things in the lower decks below for the afternoon she could find some food to eat later. Pulling off her shirt, she placed it on the hook that divided her public quarters to her more private rooms. Pulling the bandanna off of her head she ran her fingers through the loose coils that fell. She could use a small nap. Peeling off her shoes she settled onto the bed, pulling out the gun from her holster and tucked it under her pillow with it's companion. The sun left a criss-cross pattern across her and the bed as she pulled the sheet over her hips as she rolled over onto her belly and finally let the sleep claim her. What her crew mates didn't know about their Captain's lack there of sleep wise since the new cargo had gotten on board was a good well kept secret. For now.