Fritz was silent, shocked by what he had heard. The harsh truth dawned upon him, making him clench his fists in a heap of shame. Indeed, it looked as if the Sohana was lost. All those years they spent together...lost. But it isn't to say he wasn't glad to here that his crew was okay. The prospect of abandoning his ship was just too much. He wondered who this man the passenger spoke of was, and hoped to reward him somehow. Anyone who could lead a crew could run an entire operation, some form of promotion was in order. He could only hope that Dav was okay as well.
The captain thanked Jeggred for filling him in on what was going on. "Forgive me, this ship and I have been everywhere together. I am still a bit appalled that she has to die like this. Thank you, for your bravery, and your help. I would also like to thank this fellow too, but perhaps later on. For now, yes, let us continue."
Remarkably, the plan to overcome the pirate ship succeeded, but the pirate leader had escaped before Leon could kill him, swearing a powerful vengeance. Although, he did manage to lose a few limbs, and maybe something else. What was strange about the entire ideal is that as Land and Kharrighan would have noticed the spells used to defend the Crimson Skull Airship was far to complex for a normal pirate to perform. And as the passengers fought for control over the pirate ship, one would notice that one of the pirate crew did nothing except watch them intently. He seemed to have either been a separate individual, or the sort important enough to not aide the captain. That wasn't the only peculiar thing about the individual, for he was dressed in exotic, outlandish clothing with a shawl made out of feathers. He also wore a mask upon his head. When the pirate's escaped, he was the last to leave, as if he did not want to lose sight of the group of brave men and women. As they fought, Fritz had took control of the ship's control cabin, and was steering the airship towards Meka when the pirates escaped.
Soon, they touched down, and were automatically greeted by the police. It seemed the people have took notice of the pirate ship in their skies, a lot of them were frightened, anxious, and a bit suspicious. The police wasted no time in arranging a meeting with the ship's inhabitants, thinking that they would arrest them. Behind the police was the city guard, armed with shotguns and ready to shoot if necessary. The city's citizens have gotten used to pirate's over the years, and for this reason the emperor had increased its security. The chief policeman was the first to approach them, looking them over with a harsh eye. He would not give them an ounce of trust, the bystanders surrounding the area, held back by a band of young deputies looked as if they were afraid of them. There was a lot of buzzing filling the air, and in the midst of it all the passengers would be able to see a group of photographers trying to capture the scene for the daily news. The captain was pulled away by the reporters in the crowd who were hungry for a story, along with the stewardess who had burst into tears upon being alive. Lawrence looked a bit flustered by the sudden commotion.
"Who are you?" asked the chief sharply to Leon. "What are you here for? Answer honestly pirate, or you will die here." As if on clue the guardsman raised their guns so they were aiming at each of the passengers.
If one were to look beyond the crowd and the chaos they would see balloons attached to multi-storied buildings stacked on top of each other like a jigsaw puzzle. There were onlookers standing upon highly elevated walkways connected in a way that would make them appear to be for construction, but they were actually used to connect storage houses, hangers, and special freights used to transport certain goods throughout the city. There was a huge two story building on their right which was right next to a similar one, both buildings separated by a middle way where a station laid. It could be assumed that one of the buildings was for immigrants and newcomers, it was terrifyingly large and intimidating, but looked as if it could fit many people in it. Around it immigrants and visitors alike scuttled about, some stopping to stare at the pirate ship fearfully while others ignored it. Straight ahead there was a trolley stop, a rather large one with up to five tracks. Here and there was open street shops where merchants yelled out pitches to the hustling people. Judging from the balloons as well as the abnormal amount of people for a supposedly normal day it could be inferred that something important was happening that day. If the amount of people arriving to Meka on a single day didn't tell anyone that, the hot air balloons, biplanes and triplanes certainly will. Also amongst the busy people, were robotic beings who were also scuttling about only completely ignoring everything around them altogether. Some of them were paired with a master, and followed him or her heels with a sort of unshaken, silent loyalty. The sight of the lot of them would perhaps be a strange sight to one who isn't native to the mechanical world of Meka, but the civilians of the great city of technology treated them as if they were commonplace while newcomers would stop and stare with wonder. There was also rather a lot of inventors carrying with them blueprints or machinery of their own. Up in the sky there was a trail of black smoke, it seemed as if the Sohana had already crashed a few kilometers ahead. Black smoke was rising still.
"I will ask again, who are you?" repeated the chief, it seemed as if he was ready to arrest them regardless of whether they answered or not. But before he could try anything, the captain spoke up. "Let me vouch for them" he said. The chief eyed the captain as if he was insane, "You're the captain of the Sohana, correct? You will be defending these people?"
The captain nodded, "They are heroes."
"Is that so?"
"Yes", the captain pointed at Leon and his associates, "these people were my passengers and they took control of an entire pirate ship, I saw the entire thing."
The chief policeman didn't seem convinced of their innocence. He studied each passenger with the cold calculation of a hawk, out for food. "Alright, you're all off the hook" he stated, but not sounding sincere, "For now." He turned to the captain himself, "Captain, I'll have to request and audience with you and your stewardess. I need to know every detail of what happened." "Yes, certainly" yipped the captain as the stewardess nodded next to him, they didn't seem particularly happy.
Behind them, a group of policemen cried out, having found something. It was a portion of the crew, hidden inside one of the pirate ship's engine tank. Most of them were burnt in some areas, with singed hair. Amongst them, Jeggred would notice the stowaway that had spotted him earlier, he gave him a single nod. While the crew members were attended to by policemen, the stowaway approached Jeggred and the passengers, avoiding everyone around him. "It's good to know you managed to escape as well." he told him, studying the rest of the passenger's with an able eye. "To be honest I did not think you would. Are these the other passengers of the ship?" he asked.
At the same time a number of journalists made their way through the town to talk to the passengers, asking them various questions:
"How did you do it? How did you take control of the ship of the dreaded Crimson Skull?"
"How did you defeat the vile Captain Admon?"
"Were you nervous?"
"How does it feel now that you know that you'll be a hero amongst the populace of Meka?"
"Did the pirates attack the Sohana?"
"How did you defend yourselves against them?"
"Why do you think they attacked you?"
"Did they take any of your belongings?"
"Did they threaten to kill the captain?"
"Where do you think they are now?"
One question after another, it seemed as if every journalist wanted a piece of the new heroes of Meka.
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