Thursday, December 8, 2016

part 21 Balloons (NaNoWriMo work in progress)


Chapter 21

The Balloon and the attached sedan rose quickly into the night sky. On the floor Will Cogsworth lay breathing heavily and groaning. Mary leaned over.

“Are you quite ok Mr. Cogsworth?”

“Better.” Will croaked. “I don’t suppose you have any hot tea?”

“Something much better young man!” the Colonel boomed. “Some prime Sherry! That’ll heat you right up.”

The Colonel handed Mary down the bottle that he had been drinking from. She helped Will take several small sips.

“You need rest now, Liza, is there a spare blanket.”

“Yes, yes, of course” Liza handed Mary a blanket. Will put his hand up.

“Not yet, need to talk first.”

“You can talk whilst I put the blanket on you!” Mary said. She busied herself with wrapping as much of Will in the blanket as she could.

“Where are we?” Will croaked out.

“Leaving the North, back to London” Moto said.

“Good, good, but we cannot tarry. Not London, if you please. Can we head roughly southwest, and climb to about xx,000 feet?”

“Yes, of course. We’ll hit a stream of fast air that high.”

“Yes, yes.” Will said. “More when it gets light, now, if I could get some brief rest…”

“Of course.” Mary said and then she propped herself up and sat down next to Liza.

 

The five of them looked first at Will, who seemed to drop off to sleep very quickly, and then at each other.

“Not the cleanest of get-aways…” The General said after a few minutes.

“No, but almost.” Moto said gravely.

“You should have seen us Grandfather, it was simply marvelous!”

“Young lady, you just broke into a man’s house and took one of their guests!”

“Who had been kidnapped, and possibly roughed up as well! He has two black eyes Grandfather.”

“Still.”

“Well, it is worse than you think” Said Moto.

“How so?” The general said.

“You and the colonel are now accessories.”

Despite Moto’s serious tone Liza and Mary burst in a fit of giggles, soon joined by the other three.

After a very detailed telling of their adventures in the Inggelsdin’s house the General suggested they attempt to get a little rest. Moto took the first shift and soon enough he was surrounded by a sedan full of sleepers.

As they traveled South dawn came somewhat later thanks to their westerly drift. Will woke up, startled at first, but then remembered where he was.

“General sir, how is our heading?”

“Ah young man, good to see you awake. We have held true, no bumps to mention. Been at quiet a steady clip all night.”

“Do you have any reckoning how long we’ve been in the stream?”

“About 6 hours, 6 and a quarter to be more precise.”

Will sat up and looked around.

“I say young man, Liza was right, you did get knocked around down there.”

“Yes, I suppose so. It probably looks worse than it feels.”

“Will!” Liza was up and nudging Mary. “Mary, wake up. Wake up girl!”

“Are we there yet” Liza asked.

“Where ?” Mary said sleepily.

“Navassa of course!” Liza said.

“So soon?” Mary yawned.

“No, sorry, not Navassa, not yet anyway. I think we should be fairly close to the Azores about now.”

“But It thought we were headed to the Caribbean?” Liza said.

“Well, yes, but that’ll be several days. We need to stop a get supplies in the Azores I think. If we set down on Sao Miguel, Lagoa should offer a good variety fo what we need.”

 

“It sounds as if you have been here before?” The General said.

“Yes, it is a common place for transatlantic balloons to set down and refuel.”

“I have always wanted to explore the Azores.” Mary said, her voice sounding far off. “They have the most fascinating biome it seems, some very clever endemic plants…”

“I am sorry to say that we shall not be abel to tarry very long there.” Will said in a serious tone.

“Why not?” Liza asked.

“Inggelsdin, or at least people who work for him, will be on our tail. But, more importantly, they are also headed to Navassa, ahead of us.”

“Really?! How on earth do they know where to go…?”

There was an awkward silence, Will stared down at the basket floor.

“Ohhhh.” Liza said after a moment.

“I am terribly sorry-“Will started, but the General cut him off.

“Nonsense. The way you look those thugs really alid into you young man, nothng to be sorry about! Now, I agree, we must make haste. Will, if you are able, can you take over from me and guide us to this island-“

“Sao Miguel”

“Yes, that one.”

“Certainly sir.”

 

It was not an hour later that Will set the sedan down on a large rolling hillside that over looked the port of Lagoa. It was a large but sleepy town.

The whole descent Mary and Liza had their heads bowed together in earnest discussion. As the basket landed they both looked up to find the General looking at them with a bemused expression.

“What?” Liza said, a little too sharply.

“I know a plan beign hatched when I see it young lady…”

“Well, yes, I won’t deny it. Mary and I have a proposal- since neither ro fus know what supplies we need, exactly, and neither one fo us hold the purse strong, we propose that we take a short walk about whilst you and Will go into town.”

The General looked at Will, who shrugged. “I don’t see why not Sir, the girls can look after themselves. If Moto can come with us to help carry supplies back…”

“And I can stay here to look after the sedan!” The colonel said, a little too eagerly.

“Mind you stay out of the sherry…” The general said.

“But of course, I had no intention… not when I have a perfectly decent bottle of scotch here!”


[tomorrow should click over 30k words, the original NaNoWriMo target... only 8 days late....]

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