Airshipping and Manhandling - RPLOG
Participants
Date
18/6/477
Log
A large crowd of beings of various shapes and sizes has gathered in the docks, mostly gathered around a single airship, and held back by beings enlisted in LongTech Industries' security-personell, making sure that the airship can't be boarded by anyone that doesn't pass muster.
Aboard the ship, a duo of beings currently standing on deck.
High Lady Longtail is currently flagging several beings carrying supplies around as to how and where they should move the last few supplies, while Matthews is keeping an eye on the security-corps.
Matthews humms gently as he taps his parasol on the deck, idly moving back and forth amongst the various members as he eyes the majority of the bags being loaded onboard. "Remember to record the weight of each bag, and if it seems unusually heavy have the owener with you for them to give permission to open it up... Don't want any stowaways attempting an easy ride."
Asher patters through the crowd, hardly slowed in his natural habitat of other beings' knees. His little satchel bulges a bit with all his travel preparations. Not that he is carrying a lot, mostly snacks really. "Here I am!" he calls out, trotting up to the security checkpoint, "I'm not late am I?"
Unlike Asher, Cassidy is carrying a fair many things! Several bags on her person, some of which are tied and hanging off her her body with straps due to not having enough hands. Doesn't help that one of those hands is occupied with carrying a parasol above her head to keep the rain off. She's not even wearing her creepy mask right now! What a treat. She approaches the airship and its security, giving a nod. "I am here now."
A few muffled shouts and frustrated 'hmmphs!' can be heard above the various conversations polluting the dockside as a certain skunkette tries to work her way through the throng. The tip of her cinnamon-hued tail wiggles in the air a little as she sidesteps around a large group of Beings, dissapearing a moment later with nothing but a shrill squeak and the sound of someone collapsing onto the floor!
Brutus strolls in to the checkpoint, walking-stick in one hand and umbrella in the other, seeming suspiciously unburdened for a long trip. He gives a smile and a nod to Matthews at the security checkpoint. "All is in order, I take it? Of course, I am accompanied by my friend and loyal servant," he says, with a nod behind him.
The reason for his light load(well, as far as baggage goes) comes stumbling behind him, as Hartford, the grand skunk-striped Deer follows along, with muttered apologies to surrounding folk as he manages to bop them with Brutus's bulging bags, his arms full and luggage danging off wildly. He even appears to have his own, simple burlap bag stowed between the base of his antlers, and a couple small purses hanging by their drawstrings from his points. "Just a minute Mister Brutus, I promise! I wouldn't miss this for all the stout in Sweetwater!" he exclaims in childlike excitement.
Head mostly upturned to the falling rain, the tallish plant lady shoulders her way through the throng, the joy imparted by the rain shifting her dislike of phsical contact off to the side for now. Reaching the boarding gate she nods lightly at the security. "Saviante." she says softly, hoisting her large and well-worn satchel over her back, though she holds her positon to the side of the security station, mildly concerned with the smaller creature who didn't quite make it to the gate.
Lina streches and hurries as she carries her baggage, random assorted things of use stuffed into sacks. The feline shoves her way through the crowd with a loud "Hi! I'm Lina, nice to meet you, I'm going this way thank you." and a "Hello! I'm Lina, please excuse me I have to get over there.", making surprising headway as she and her bodyguard make it to the group. "Okay, I'm here, where do you want me?" she says to matthews and Flora if she can find her in a glance.
A large group of people, and Flora finally gestures Lina, Cassidy, and Brutus on board. "Flora had already counted on Brutus bringing an extra, yes," she mumbles, before looking the gathered crowd over curiously.
The crowd that, by now, has parted lightly around Samira, and a wolf-being is extending a paw to help her up... What Samira doesn't see, or rather, doesn't see quite yet, is that he takes a moment to swipe a money-pouch from her, that is, until he disappears into the crowd, moving just a little too fast to be entirely natural.
Meanwhile, Flora is moving to the side of the boat, besides the gangplank. "Beings of Firmament. We, LongTech Industries and company, will be heading for Shralesta soon. As you all know, LongTech Industries has offered a small group of you the unique opportunity to join us on this trip. Be warned, any costs you make when we are there will NOT be paid for, we simply offer you the means to visit the Jewel of the Desert, as it is often called. If you miss our trip home, you are on your own. We will NOT wait for anyone but our own personel, because we're on a tight schedule, although what you there is your own choice. You are free to join in what few public activities we have, but Flora encourages exploring the city, talking with the beings, and making the most of your time,"
"Without further ado, Flora will name those beings lucky enough to go. Allow our security-personel to inspect your bags and search you for weapons, and if it all checks out, feel free to step forward," the she-cat speeches, starting off her list.
Matthews nods gently as Flora speaks, the Tomcat's tail swaying gently before he looks back over the crowd. "Failure to comply with security proceedures will result in termination of your stay upon the ship when it is discovered, understand that no weapons will be kept by security personnel, only stored and locked away for the duration of the trip to ensure maximum safety of our passengers. That being said, in the request to ensure a speedy embarkment, please surrender any weapons to the security personnel before presenting your bags for inspection."
A final nod, and Matthews steps back slightly so as to give the group of security officers room to work, as he looks to Flora. "Should be rather simple, basic identification, we hold their weapons in a locked chest guarded in the storage hold, and return them when we land." The Tomcat giving her a slight smile before glancing to Samira and the Wolf with a sigh. "... I shall ensure the sides of the ships are properly safety-proofed to help prevent someone falling off as well."
Samira looks a little dishevelled by the time she accepts the wolf's hand and gets up, tilting her head a little at his speedy departure. Shame, she'd have liked to know his name. As she turns back around to face the boat she starts to thing something's amiss, patting each of her pockets before she checks her waist, only to find that her coinpurse is gone! Concerned for her chances of sampling the cuisine at this new place she starts scanning the ground, spinning on the spot for a moment.
It takes her a good bit of time to realise what just happened, enough that the wolf has a decent head start. Not one to be detered by silly things like a lack of athletic prowess she immediately starts sprinting as fast as her little legs can carry her, all the while shouting 'Theif!' at the top of her voice and gesturing wildly at the fleeing canid!
Asher bounces up and down a little as his name is called. He already knew he was on the list, since Flora had warned him earlier, but it was still awfully exciting. The corgi patters up to the security detail and offers up his little satchel, hoping that they don't spill his box lunch. Or his afternoon snack. Or his other snacks. Then, as an afterthought, he starts to produce a plethora of knives from all over her person and handing them over one at a time to the incredulous security officer.
