Night had begun to fall.
And it wasn't long before the massive Tsunami airship found its way to the airship dock of Blume, the Capital City of the Spring nation. It slowly hovered into the pier-like harbor at the coast of the city, which was filled with tons of workers, most of which worked to operate the loading dock, to grant entrance to the airships that flowed in. They worked constantly, despite the rising of the moon above them.
Three workers guided the Tsunami airship into the harbor, being sure to follow all safety maneuvers to be sure nothing got knocked over by the massive ship. When the ship came to a complete stop, they wiped their foreheads in relief; it was quite surprising they were able to successfully position the airship without any accidents. Remembering the rest of their duty, they hurried to the edge of the dock to fasten the latches from the harbor to the airship, preventing it from floating away in the abyss of sky.
The cat-walk slowly extended from the airship’s side, which faced the harbor. An iron door opened up instantly, and out stepped several soldiers, and a tall man with black hair and cold black eyes, most of his body and face covered by a thick black cloak, and a silver scarf that wrapped around where is mouth should’ve been, and trailed down to the floor behind him. He wore a thick, black turban-like bundle of scarves around his head, hiding even his ears. A short strand of white hair could be seen hanging over his left eyebrow. This was Seeker, the private ninja and assassin hired by General Nauvi to serve the Tsunami Forces.
He slowly walked down the walkway, quite ghost-like, the regiment of soldiers close behind him. They reached the bottom, and finally set foot on the harbor of Blume.
“Private Seeker, we’re very pleased to have you,” one of the workers greeted Seeker, and held out a hand to formally greet this visitor from the Winter Nation. Seeker merely ignored the man, and walked right past him, heading deeper into the harbor.
One of the soldiers stopped beside the worker and said, “It seems Blume is looking pleasant as usual. Have a good day, sir.” The soldier walked off, hurrying to catch up with his group.
Back at the airship, Mizu struggled to try and find the figure in the telescope that she had seen earlier. She lost sight of him when she turned to look out of the window at Blume, the city of forest and wonders. Had the winged figure fell through the sky? She didn’t see him any more. She yawned, then stood up from the telescope, stretching her arms. It didn’t matter any more; she was in Blume now, a beautiful city that was hers to explore. From her standpoint, entering Daffodon had been a complete waste of time, and the visit at Blume was sure to make up for the disappointment.
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Nimbus was very close to the ship now, to the point where he could smell the engines coming from it.
Damn, it’s much bigger than it looked from far away… Nimbus thought, pressing his hand up against the bottom of the ship. He was actually beneath it now, realizing that if he was seen, he could be shot from the sky with a single arrow. What confused Nimbus was the dock and city that the airship landed at. He had never read much, but he remembered seeing a similar city of pink and green forest in a picture book once. Could this be Blume, the Capital City of the nation? If so, what were the Tsunami troops doing here?
Nimbus immediately began to consider a very possible situation: were the Tsunami there to set it ablaze, much like what happened to Daffodon? "Damn, they’re taking over the nation. That’s gotta be what’s going on. I’m going into this ship, I’m sure all the passengers are out now. They probably can’t resist leaving to check out the city," Nimbus spoke to Ed.
Starting to get the hang of his wing manuevering, Nimbus glided to the side of the airship not facing the city. He neared a large rectangular window, through which he could see that there was no one inside. The window appeared to be a perfect entrance, given its nice size that would certainly allow entrance to Nimbus and his large white wings. Unfortunately, it wasn’t open, and Nimbus hesitated. Should he break inside? Or would alarms set off?
It didn’t matter to Nimbus, after several minutes of thought. He had no where else to go except for inside Blume, but there was a possibility that troops had already flooded into the city, looking for Nimbus. And Nimbus’ wings grew very tired, and his whole body was exhausted. He didn’t have much choice, so he unsheathed his blade from the strap on his back, then slashed it into the window. The whole pane of glass shattered and fell down into the sky, shimmering like crystals of ice as it all fell past Nimbus’ feet. There was no alarm, thankfully, but the loud shattering of glass was noise enough.
Nimbus leaped into the airship, withdrew his wings, and examined the airship, his sword at the ready. He had entered what seemed to be the armory; weapons, armor, and guns were everywhere, hanging up on hooks, sitting upon shelves. Furthermore, footsteps could be heard from behind the nearby door...