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The Voyage 024: Horace

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“I’m sorry dear,” his wife said as Lord Horace guided her gently by the elbow to one of the blue velvet sofas.  Not for the first time, he regretted his marriage to the younger woman.  The girl was certainly a beauty, but she was flighty, and two years into their relationship still hadn’t produced him an heir.  His third marriage was shaping up to be as fruitless as the others.  With a sigh, he reached into his pocket for a cigar.  The servant put a gentle hand on his arm.  “I’m afraid there is no smoking in the lounge, sir”

The Voyage 023: Caroline

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“Oh my, how perfectly astonishing,” gasped Lady Caroline Wentworth as she drank in the finely appointed lounge.  Velvet couches lined the wall, with a stocked bar and a piano tucked into one corner.  Cocktail tables with immaculate white tablecloths line the seats, which all faced the grand windows on the far wall, giving the passengers a commanding view of the ground below.  In a few minutes, they would be rising through the air, and the city of York would be spread out before them.  It thrilled her to even imagine it.
“Come along darling,” said her husband at her elbow.

The Voyage 022: Trevor

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At the other end of the ship, Trevor finished preparations in the first class lounge.  He adjusted the tablecloths, made certain that the bar was secure, and locked the shutters.  Only a few minutes before launch.  As he glanced out the panoramic canopy at the handlers scrambling below, it struck him how nearly upside-down the ship was.  Only on an airship would the luxury accommodations be on the lowest deck, afforded both breathtaking views and the greatest distance from the hydrogen gas bags which kept the vessel afloat.  He straightened as a line of ladies and gentlemen sauntered in.

The Voyage 021: Jesse

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“Engine room ready for launch, captain.”
“Thank you, Miss Pilgrim  Notify the signalers.”  Isaac threw the second lever and waited.  There was a slight shudder as the pullers unlocked their guidelines.  The Indomitable rose almost imperceptibly under the buoyancy of the hydrogen in the envelope.  The captain nodded, satisfied.
“Mister Thomas, take us up to five hundred feet.”
“Aye,”  The pilot muttered.
“What was that, Pilot?”
“Aye aye, Captain!”  He repeated.
“Excellent.”  He angled the propellers downward and the watched the altitude gage, trying not to think about the sailors’ tales about ships with female captains, and their cursed fates.

The Voyage 020: Belinda

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Belinda picked up the engine room tube and listened to the report.  This was a lady-like job, no different from working in a school, a hospital, or an office.  And she did so love the officers in their dashing uniforms.  Almost as dashing as her own, she thought, somewhere deep within herself.  She admired the captain her position, although she didn’t know if she could be in command.  Still, maybe someday, if she met the right sailor, and they saved their money, a little transport or trader would be perfect.  Yes, a nice family ship might be just right.

The Voyage 019: Daniel

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The Assistant Engineer sent the girl in for the final check before they signaled final green back up to the bridge.  She was small, maybe seven.  But he’d seen his sisters grow, and they came into their adulthood sooner than the boys did.  Even if she didn’t burn or crush herself, or fall from a height, she’d still be a young woman, and there would be no place for her.  She crawled back out and gave him a thumbs up.  He nodded, grimly, and grabbed the speaking tube mounted on the wall.
“This is the engine room.  Ready for launch.”

The Voyage 018: Hazel

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A klaxon went off down in the engine room, making Hazel jump.  The Chief bellowed louder, but the noise always played like a bow across her heartstrings.  She knew that it meant that she was going to have to go in again.  She was the ‘boiler’s boy,’ a thankless, dirty, and dangerous job.  She thought the engineers knew she wasn’t really a boy, even though she kept her hair short and never acted like a girl.  If a boiler’s boy avoided falling or burning himself, when he grew up a little he became an apprentice.  She hoped they’d let her.

The Voyage 017: Isaac

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“Mister Skinner, Send the first signal.  Ten minutes to launch.”
“Aye, Captain.”  Isaac pulled a lever on his board.  There was a series of thunks, and throughout the ship, he knew the message, and the countdown had begun.  In every distant corner of the ship, last-minute checks and preparations were performed.  On the ground below, the crew gulped their tea and hustled back to their positions.
He felt an almost tangible tension, as though he were the conductor of a great orchestra.  Really, he was just the baton.  He turned back to the captain.
“First signal is lit, Captain!”

The Voyage 016: Vivian

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Captain Vivian Orville stepped onto her bridge.  Most of the crew she could rely on, but there were a few new faces who were unsure about a female commander.  It was a good thing for them this was a private vessel, not one that relied on military discipline.  Her lip twitched a half smile as the lieutenant struggled to his feet.
“Are we ready to depart?” She asked him.  He scrambled for his clipboard.
“Yes, sir, er, Ma’am.  But the ground crew is on tea break.”
She sighed.  “Very well.  Lord knows they won’t get a rest for a while.”

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The Voyage 015: Curtis

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From behind the glass canopy of The Indomitable bridge, Curtis paused in checking the gauges and dials.  He watched the little figures grouped together on the ground, and fought against a wave of vertigo.  This would be his third trip aboard the airship, but he was still green.  He’d have preferred an ocean liner  under his boots, but he was a young officer, and didn’t have his choice of commissions.  At least he didn’t believe the superstitious rumors about the captain.  Or so he told himself.
“Captain on the bridge,” the helmsman shouted.  He rose reflexively and banged his head.

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