Stories tagged “On Patrol”

  • On Patrol: A Captain's Assessment

    I watched as the situation unfolded, ready to step in if necessary. If Firus was a truthful about his crew as he was about his history, Banon was a stout chap who served as first mate because he could handle himself in the worst storms, as well as hold...

  • On Patrol: Threatening Behavior

    “Captain?” I asked again. I grunted as a thick finger stabbed me in the chest. “You’ve got some explaining to do.” Firus said. Red blotching gave his bearded face a vaguely demonic look in the fuzzy lighting of the armory&...

  • On Patrol: Divergence, Convergence

    “I stopped talking to him when he starting toting the value of his ‘time-compass’. Worthless junk if you ask me, and I almost lost his friendship telling him so. Now what’s this claptrap about him sending you to watch my back?&#...

  • On Patrol: Somewhere In Between

    Firus actually looked a little bit unsettled. “Now where did you hear that, lad?” I ignored the question and started ticking names off on my fingers. “Lofthouse, Minusc, Jerem, Lallos. Ships disappeared. Icarus, Krillmann, Rennar. Mur...

    • Author: HSAR
    • Posted over 3 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • On Patrol: Weathering the First Storm

    “Well that explains a lot.” Firus mused. “I wondered why you were staying so close to me. I thought you were afraid.” “I am afraid.” I said, pacing back and forth in the cramped quarters of the armory. “I’...

  • On Patrol: The Calm

    We slipped back into our normal roles as if the conversation had never occurred. Firus grunted and broke eye contact immediately, rubbing a worn hand along the thick pipes that lined the ceiling and branched off in every conceivable direction like a fl...

    • Author: HSAR
    • Posted over 3 years ago.
  • On Patrol: Three Messages

    Neither rough weather nor problems with the crew marred the next leg of our journey and the days and nights passed without event. Despite the ease of passage, there was no time to loaf. The smaller crew and personal modifications meant more awareness a...

  • On Patrol: Ours is Not to Question Why

    I swore quietly under my breath, mind immediately flashing through the running tally of ship operations that were running sub-par or that would need servicing in the immediate future. The results were not good, but ultimately I couldn’t say that ...

    • Author: HSAR
    • Posted over 3 years ago.
  • On Patrol: Walk About

    Walking around the ship with no destination in mind gave me time to think. I felt wound up tight, my chest compressed like a spring and sitting in my cabin wasn’t going to help. If I didn’t do something all of that energy would come crashin...

  • On Patrol: Night Air

    It was near the changeover for the middle watch, and the guard on duty – Esmil? – nodded at me wearily before scanning the darkness for anything unusual. It was unlikely that he would, of course – we were on a course dead under thick ...

    • Author: HSAR
    • Posted over 3 years ago.
  • On Patrol: The Weight of Responsibility

    As the sun set far in the distance, the sky was filled with a myriad of colors- blushing, rose colored clouds where the last rays still caressed them, the pale blue of twilight that separated the day and the night, and the stars that were just waking u...

  • On Patrol: Man-to-Man

    I let the silence stretch a little longer, enjoying the experience and somewhat contemplating the answers I could give. “Yes,” I said a last, feeling suddenly weary. “they are. Ships that looked so invincible before, hanging in the sk...

    • Author: HSAR
    • Posted about 3 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • On Patrol: We're Going to Delay the Reveal

    Almost on cue, Esmil lowered his spyglass and looked at me quizzically. I whipped my own telescope out from a pocket in my apron, and aimed it in the direction he pointed in. Banon opted to seize a nearby rifle and use the scope instead. “What do...

    • Author: HSAR
    • Posted about 3 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • On Patrol: Evasive Maneuvers

    I kept calm and relayed the information. “One ship, maybe more, not any of ours- at least according the troop movements we last recieved. Long range skirmisher. We went dark as soon as we saw them but they’re already moving to intercept us....

  • On Patrol: Extended Stillness

    Firus led me off the bridge and up towards the top decks, striding up the steps with purpose. “Miles. How are we for cannon?” No hesistation. “All the cannons are fine, sir. If that weren’t the case, we wouldn’t have taken...

    • Author: HSAR
    • Posted almost 3 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • On Patrol: Flames and Lightning

    “Not any more,” came Firus’ reply, ducking back down to grab a weapon for himself too. “But perhaps once upon a time. Now they’re just… bats. Fire that weapon, man! They’ll have you out of the basket if youR...

    • Author: HSAR
    • Posted almost 3 years ago.
  • On Patrol: Night Lights

    I threw the flare overboard and finished the thing off with my revolver. Looking over, Firus was also locked in a struggle with another of the clockwork monsters – I intervened with a smash from the butt of the rifle. The other clockworks had see...

    • Author: HSAR
    • Posted almost 3 years ago.
  • On Patrol: Hooked

    “That flare was meant to draw more attention than that of bats. The ghost flares will be useless if they can pinpoint our location.” Firus said. We rushed back down the stairs to the lower deck and opened the door to a hellish scene. Small ...

    • Author: Robert Quick
    • Posted almost 3 years ago.
    • 4 out of 5
  • On Patrol: Melee

    I certainly wasn’t going to make it with half a pocketful of revolver bullets, so I seized a lightning-gun from a nearby locker. I preferred a good self-loading rifle, but lightning was less likely to make inconvenient holes in the ship. I gave t...

    • Author: HSAR
    • Posted almost 3 years ago.
  • On Patrol: Swabbing the Deck

    Firus was a force of nature, as strong and implacaple as a hurricane gale. He battled his way to his fallen men with a cutlass longer than my arm. The silver blade flashed as it sliced through the air in wide arcs, severing the monsters grotesque arms ...

  • On Patrol: Engineering

    I took off at a nod from Firus and dodged my way to the portside gunnery bay, bracing myself before opening the door. The bay was wreathed in a swirling miasma of gun-smoke and steam that poured out of the doorway, along with a deafening cacophony of o...

    • Author: HSAR
    • Posted almost 3 years ago.
  • On Patrol: True Grit

    “How can you see anything in all of this?” I waved my Krillman to try and dissipate some of the smoke and dust to no effect. “Here, maybe this’ll help.” Esmil yelled, bringing a portable elp-lamp to bear. It was the size o...

  • On Patrol: Spit and Prayers

    I wasn’t much of an engineer, but even I could see the whole rotary feed assembly was jammed shut with a mess of wet powder. Muttering curses under my breath, I yelled into the speaking tube that the gun was going offline and yanked the disconnec...

    • Author: HSAR
    • Posted almost 3 years ago.
  • On Patrol: To the Sideline!

    Groaning metal that drowned out all other sounds preceded the violent tilting of the Heart’s Desire as it slowly began rolling onto her side. Firus was banking to give us the best possible targets. That was the reason I’d been ordered down ...

  • On Patrol: No Mere Spectator

    The lower gunnery deck, where the big guns were loaded and fired, was in many ways a twin to the mess we’d just left. The chaos was slowing, though; everyone could feel the banking, everyone was preparing for a full broadside. “All hands! D...

    • Author: HSAR
    • Posted almost 3 years ago.