The Icarus
"FUCK FUCK FUCK" Why did everything always get so fucking broken on this goddamn fucking ship all the time.
Sabine let out another dozen curses, and then flicked the wrench from her satchel. Instead of trying to gently touch up the arcane engine, she smashed her tool against it's side. A loud clattering bang echoed, resounding through the engine room loud enough to pierce into the crew quarters above. A large spark jumped out, and Sabine half jumped back. "Shit!"
She hated this goddamn thing.
It wasn't anything like it was supposed to be!
A boatswain was supposed to take care of sails, the hull, and...and well all the normal boat shit. She was fantastic at that. Maintaining the Icarus' propellers, ensuring the sail was always patched. Even the goddamn wings were pristine. It was just this stupid thing that she had trouble with. The goddamn engine that was keeping them in the air in the first place. "UHH! CAPTAIN!"
Sabine shouted into the steno besides her, the open tube letting sound from the engine-room be cast up into the ship above. Not just the Captain would be able to hear it of course, the others would be more than privy.
"You may experience a slight...decrease in altitude soon." They wouldn't crash...again...not really.
The Arcane-Engine that powered the Icarus was a slippery thing, but when it lost power the balloon that held the air-ship aloft still gave them some buoyancy. It just didn't tend to stick around anymore. Something that she'd figured out quite quickly. "You may uhhh...want to put us down, Rickie."
She said quietly.
"FUCK FUCK FUCK" Why did everything always get so fucking broken on this goddamn fucking ship all the time.
Sabine let out another dozen curses, and then flicked the wrench from her satchel. Instead of trying to gently touch up the arcane engine, she smashed her tool against it's side. A loud clattering bang echoed, resounding through the engine room loud enough to pierce into the crew quarters above. A large spark jumped out, and Sabine half jumped back. "Shit!"
She hated this goddamn thing.
It wasn't anything like it was supposed to be!
A boatswain was supposed to take care of sails, the hull, and...and well all the normal boat shit. She was fantastic at that. Maintaining the Icarus' propellers, ensuring the sail was always patched. Even the goddamn wings were pristine. It was just this stupid thing that she had trouble with. The goddamn engine that was keeping them in the air in the first place. "UHH! CAPTAIN!"
Sabine shouted into the steno besides her, the open tube letting sound from the engine-room be cast up into the ship above. Not just the Captain would be able to hear it of course, the others would be more than privy.
"You may experience a slight...decrease in altitude soon." They wouldn't crash...again...not really.
The Arcane-Engine that powered the Icarus was a slippery thing, but when it lost power the balloon that held the air-ship aloft still gave them some buoyancy. It just didn't tend to stick around anymore. Something that she'd figured out quite quickly. "You may uhhh...want to put us down, Rickie."
She said quietly.