Thread: The Perplex Parcel Pursuit Project (darkangel76 p Lotherio)

First Pose The ball floated through the clouds like a jelly fish on the serene seas far below. Anyone observing from a distance would assume it went where the winds took it, but that was a trick of the eye. The basket underneath was the size of a small boat, suitable for 10 personas comfortable and 20 if packed to capacity. If that where indeed the case, at capacity, it was probably also certain that several people would risk burns from the center crank engine that came up through the hull, above which was the long rounded handle that extended to the rudder far behind the dirigible. Leaning on the steerage lazily, Luke withdrew the parchment written in the finest hand, reading again the commitment by his patron William Packard of the Packard family, renowned parcel delivery service, a family empire in the making, in service of the Capire Impire, one of the leading nations of the world. It expressed that Luke was to abduct one Charlotte Granville, of the Granville family out of Viznay, a similar messenger service and mainline competitor for deliveries around the world. She was to be abducted, he was to be rewarded. The sum amount totaling to a true balloon, he could have a larger crew for those deeds he so desired. Not simply companions from time to time that thought it exquisite to plunder and pillage the skies, but to become true pirates in every sense of the world it was pure debauchedness. With a description of the target that could not be mistaken, from blue eyes down to her want to show off her exquisite ankles, Luke, sometimes known as Mathieu, was sure of his target. Several hours outside the city of Viznay itself, he was approaching out of the north basin beyond the city, to mask his route. Hed flown in from the south and the island nation of Cordal, and that was where he would take her to again meet with agents of the Packard family when his business was done. With a whistle given to the winds, he lowered a pinion of truce that marked him as a free merchant, least they open cannons upon his small vessel. Small it was, but sleek, faster than it appeared, a price he won gambling and one he intended not to loose. With a pat of his coin purse, knowing he could take anchor and have space to store his ship, he sailed on to the city. Before his arrival, he removed the gambling marker from his top hat and changed the knob of his cane, least he be recognized for the scoundrel he was. To match, he raised a monocle to his eye, and combined out the fine mustache and soul patch that, as Luke, he would grease with pomade in a dastardly manner, curling the ends up to suit his flights of fancy. Then he would learn more of the city, find the manse of the Granvilles and begin his observance of Charlotte once she was identified. His intention to learn her routines and then speak with her more, for he was ever a gentleman. No telling what he might learn this way, besides, if she was a charmer, he wanted to see if he could charm her. If not, then boring old abduction routine. Hed double checked his fax breast pocket watch that concealed the lady finger, loaded and ready to fire before leaving the port to begin his vigil.