Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-25389303-20161009134004/@comment-25389303-20161016094133

(The next day) 

The transport ship Blanc had referred to loomed into view as the three drove down the airstrip towards it. Several hundred metres in length, it was heavily armoured and bulky like traditional cargo ships, except for the numerous turrets and AA guns lining its sides. The captain's documents undoubtably stated that the weapons were for fending off Nevermores and other Grimm, but it was clear that the sheer amount of firepower it was packing was quite excessive for a mere transportion ship.

"The Fortune, huh? Not a bad name for a smuggling ship, I suppose," Blanc decided as she read the large red font painted along the side of the ship. Exiting their truck, Tragoedia removed all of their luggage and equipment from the back and began walking towards the boarding ramp at back of the ship, with Blanc and Nobel following close behind.

Guards and technicians glanced in their directions as they passed - their gaze lingering on the large lizard-like android and the creepy-looking masked man in particular - but went back to their work without paying them much attention, obviously because they had already been informed of their arrival.

Reaching the ramp, a steward of some sort looked them over before waving them through after checking their descriptions on her register.

"You may want to check in with Captain Scarrow before we take off," she suggested, before going back to her work.

Blanc, Nobel and Trago boarded the ship. The interior was quite densely packed, with as much cargo stuffed in as possible to make the trip more profitable. While Trago went to drop their things off at their reserved quarters, Blanc and Nobel continued in the direction of the command deck. As they walked, Blanc made a note of remembering where the emergency Bullhead was located in the middle of the ship.

"So, first impressions?" Blanc asked Nobel as they walked.