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In For Something

Summary: The long-awaited end to the kidnapped Julian plot. We hope, anyway.

These were, according to Sheriff Mary Jenny, the top things that were of no difficulty whatsoever:

1. Convincing Elizabeth Forrest that running off to fight the pirate who took her arm would be a bad idea resulting in the loss of the other one (at best).

2. Convincing Elizabeth Forrest that it was also in her best interests to let the sheriff (i.e., the one who was supposed to maintain law and order in Blanca) along for the ride and maybe to take that inventor beau the doctor had picked up in the first place.

3. Finding Artemis Wyndham.

4. Convincing him of the first two points.

5. Figuring out how to ride one of those metal bicycles he'd invented for them.

Now, Jenny didn't much care for the noise the engines actually made as they road along the dusty bottom of the Badlands, but on the positive side, the amount of dirt it kicked up made them look, for all intents and purposes, exactly like a dust storm. This had the unintended side effect of obscuring nearly everything in front of them, but as it turned out, that really didn't matter all that much. After all, the ship, also as it turned out, was pretty damn hard to miss.

Looming just barely concealed by the foothills of the Silver Mountains was an impressive feat of engineering for an airship. Its bronze sides glinted in the sunlight as it sat, seemingly unprotected from the outside.

"So," Jenny shouted to her companions over the roar of the engines, "what's our plan?"


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Nov. 16th, 2010 06:11 am (UTC)
Dressed entirely for the part in the rags and billowing coverings that her "visitor" had used to traverse the desert in search of her, Elizabeth tilts her head toward Jenny when she shouts.

She doesn't have the sack over her head as planned just yet, but she does look both grim and determined - which is a far cry from reckless and crazy.

"First off, we need to ditch these things as soon as we can so ah can get into my part. Then we'll head in. She'll be expectin' us, after all."

Craning her neck up a bit, Elizabeth narrows her eyes and points, "Over there looks good. Ya'll can lead me in all good an' proper fer our 'prisoner exchange' and those rocks'll hide the bikes. 'Less ol' Arty has a better idea, a'course."
Dec. 2nd, 2010 05:13 pm (UTC)
(Psst. This is me poking you over this scene. XD)
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