Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-24828824-20180226234231/@comment-25169271-20180523172617

Darian and Alice climbed into the aircraft as Helena dusted off from the area. Darian carefully made his way over to where Helena kept her extra ammo and replaced the harpoons. Both of them shuddered slightly as the winds hit Stormreader. Darian braced himself against the frame of the ship while Alice carefully hooked herself onto the ship with a heavy duty strap by the door.

"So Helena, I know you said there's going to be another group coming in after us," he said, double checking Alice's harness, his hands lingering on her body for a moment longer before heading up to the cockpit. "I am wondering what exactly is the end goal here though," he asked. "Most of the towns that have recovery teams don't send multiple recons in, let alone hire someone with an airship. I mean I get this is a big town to recover, so probably big money behind it, but still...seems a touch expensive. Not that I'm complaining about the paycheck on this one."

"Is it making you paranoid?" Alice asked calmly as she scanned the area below them with her gun, looking for anything out of the ordinary.

Darian shrugged unable to put his finger on exactly what was bothering him. "It just seems like there's more to this than it being a simple recon mission for a salvage operation. I mean your mom is talking about outposts and stuff. Just looking for some clarification," he asked turning his gaze back to the elder woman piloting the ship.