----Control Room----_A few minutes ago_“Well?”
Dav shook his head, “I’m sorry captain.”
“What in Khron’s stomach are you sorry about?!”
“Your ship, captain…” Dav could not bring himself to look at the captain, he knew how much the captain cared about the ”Sohana”
. “We only have five minutes two surrender.” Dav’s stomach churned as he watched Fritz’s eyes widened with realization.
“Diana help us…”
He wasn’t going to surrender his ship that easily.----Passenger Cabin----
Lydia gave a nervous shrug, looking at the airship out of the corner of her eye. “We don’t have any plans sir, only precautions for emergency situations. Although, sir, we can climb up to the lower corridors using the emergency ladder in the back, that’s where the crew’s quarters, the electric room, and the cargo bay is. We have a plane in the cargo bay area. It belongs to the captain who used to pilot before he was placed in charge of the ’Sohana’
. It has weaponry on it so maybe someone can pilot it?”she said the last bit with uncertainty, frightened and nervous, she knew it sounded silly. “I’m sorry sir, I’m only a stewardess. The only other thing I can suggest is either to surrender or escape using one of our parachutes.” She gave him an apologetic bow and continued her way down the aisle, looking for the lady who ordered the tea. Instead she found a note. Taking it and reading it, her eyes widened. “That Gypsy woman!” she turned to face the passengers, sounding worried. “She’s up on the observation deck!”----Observation Deck----
The wind whipped at Kharrighan with great force, threatening to blow her off the airship if she wasn’t too careful. She may not have known it, but she wasn’t the only one on top of the observation deck. The other person watched her from behind the edge of the deck’s railings, clinging on to it with one hand using a grappling hook. He did not make a sound as he reached for his pistol with the other hand, aiming it in the Gypsy’s direction. He was dressed in desert wrappings that covered his entire body, even his face. Covering his eyes was a pair of red tinted goggles, and on his back was what seemed like a glider, which was currently tied down with a piece of rope. He waited for the perfect moment, before pulling the trigger, the bullet heading straight for the woman’s legs.----Axial Corridor----
“Alright, that’s everyone on this level” said a man with a rope in hand. He had a lit pipe in his mouth which he occasionally pulled out to let out a large cloud of smoke. The right side of his body was badly burnt, and in some parts was covered heavily by bandages. In front of him sat a band of tied up crewmen in a row, many of them not daring to look at each other, but instead glared angrily at the pirate. One of them happened to be the stowaway. “Shouldn’t be long now until Dust gives us the signal. Hopefully Watts already reached the Electric Room.” he said, letting out a puff of smoke. The stowaway struggled against his bonds, attempting to say something to the pirate. “Got something to say?” the man with the pipe asked. “Worried about yer captain?” The stowaway struggled some more, his eyes fixed on the pirate with a fiery rage. “Well I got news for you…” the pirate walked up to the stowaway, leaning in close so that they were face to face. “No one on this ship ain’t gonna survive once we’re done.” He let out another puff of smoke, right into the stowaway’s face, causing his eyes to burn and water from the soot. He felt the need to cough into the pirates face, but just couldn’t.
A cough was heard, coming from near the bonded crewmen, from behind the pirate smoking the pipe. It came from a man wearing a gas mask, the visage was tainted a bloody red. He pointed to the communication tube he was standing next to, and then to the hydrogen gas tanks next to him, then his grenade launcher. The pirate nodded, “Yes, yes, Zoot. You can wait until the signal to have your fun.” The one called “Zoot” gave another cough.----Control Room----_Present time_
“Answer me! Is anybody up there?”
Dav watched from the ship’s rudder wheel as Fritz yelled into the communication tube for someone from the axial corridor. “You’ve been doing that for five minutes. Face it, there’s no one up there.”
Fritz glared at him, “What could have happened to them?” Dav shrugged, “Perhaps they’re still sleeping in the crew’s quarters.” “This is serious, something terrible could have happened. I’m not about to let my crew down. Stay here and man the controls, I’m going up.” Dav watched his captain as he climbed the ladder that lead to the lower corridors. Was he crazy? Dav couldn’t possibly handle all of these controls! As the captain disappeared into the lower corridors, a new message came unto the telegraph. This time, Dav would not be able to decipher it since he was so busy, but he had a feeling he wouldn’t need to.
“TIME’S UP.”----Passenger’s Cabin----
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Lawrence heaved a sigh when the Orr-kin finally got up. He thought he was never going to be able to breathe freely. But his breath was short lived when, suddenly, the lights of the passenger cabin flickered out. “What the-” One glance out the window silenced him, for right before his eyes was a grappling hook, heading his way at high speeds. Desperate, the man heaved his body out of his seat and down on the ground, shouting “GET DOWN!” as he did so as a warning to the rest of the passengers. A crash was heard and the windows shattered, allowing a large gust of wind to overtake the passenger cabin. A couple of more hooks crashed their way into the cabin, clinging themselves onto the edges of its windows. Any brave enough to sneak a peek would see a number of pirates heading their way, clinging to the ropes that were connected to the hooks. Some pirates happened to have knives between their teeth, some had big guns that they most likely stoled, while others had heavy, blunt objects, and some had nothing at all but the nasty sneer on their faces. A number of the pirates wore red-tinted goggles. One pirate managed to reach the passenger cabin, kicking his way through the window, and into economy class. He took out what looked like a scimitar and used it to take hold of the stewardess, holding it threateningly close to Lydia’s neck. As other pirates reached the cabin, he began shouting orders. “Alrigh’ take them hostage!” He next addressed the passengers. “This here’s a siege, and since yer captain failed to declare a surrender, yer money an’ yer belongings now belong to us. Don’t try an’ resist an’ we’ll go easy on ye.” As he said this the pirates themselves surrounded the passengers, some of them already taking hold of innocents, robbing them of their personal belongings. Others outright attacked them. Lawrence swung his briefcase at a pirate dangerously close to him, yelling at the others that they needed to find a way out. As it all happened what seemed to be the leader of the hijacking steered the stewardess away from the action, whispering hoarsely in her ear. “Alrigh’ lass, so where’s the captain?”
========================================================================(OCC: Alright folks, in case you can’t take the hint, you should totally find that hidden ladder *coughitsinthebackcough*. The only light source you would have in the passenger cabin at this moment is the sunPyr, when you travel up the airship you will find that everything will be mildly dark which is the entire point. People in the cargo bay: you would have notice something’s wrong since you would take notice that the engines providing electricity have been shut off, or would just notice the sudden darkness. Also, the guy in charge of the siege is not the pirate captain, he’s just a mook like everyone else except for those with names, mainly because I’m a mean person. So don’t go thinking he’s the captain, ‘kay?)