If Mikh'a knew what Raimy was thinking...
Now was not the time to start fighting though, so it was good he did not. The frail boy secured the hatch as soon as Erik was inside, the ship out of the loading bay by the time it had clicked in to place. He was no pilot and wouldn't even attempt to interfere as he headed swiftly for the deck of the ship while tugging a pair of goggles over his eyes. ( Wind resistance plus cool, after all. ) His ears flexed and he leaned against the side of the ship to survey the rooftops of the Goblet as they rose skyward, making a mental note to tie his hair away from his face.
His time on the ship was minimal and never airborne, were the situation not so dire he'd have been a lot more excited about their little trip to the north. He scanned steadily for figures of interest, anything that might need notes made even as they pulled away from their home and Mikh'a let out a slow and apprehensive breath while reaching for a portable telescope from the nearby pouch hanging. They had better surveillance, he knew, but this was good for close range.
His next goal however was to find out why.
Why Ishgard. What could they possibly find there to help them clear their names in Ul'dah? He'd have to keep his head low, if not only for his own sake but A'laric and Sieg's as well.
"Erik--" he turned to find the captain, big pink eyes searching for orders. He wouldn't mess this up.
Now was not the time to start fighting though, so it was good he did not. The frail boy secured the hatch as soon as Erik was inside, the ship out of the loading bay by the time it had clicked in to place. He was no pilot and wouldn't even attempt to interfere as he headed swiftly for the deck of the ship while tugging a pair of goggles over his eyes. ( Wind resistance plus cool, after all. ) His ears flexed and he leaned against the side of the ship to survey the rooftops of the Goblet as they rose skyward, making a mental note to tie his hair away from his face.
His time on the ship was minimal and never airborne, were the situation not so dire he'd have been a lot more excited about their little trip to the north. He scanned steadily for figures of interest, anything that might need notes made even as they pulled away from their home and Mikh'a let out a slow and apprehensive breath while reaching for a portable telescope from the nearby pouch hanging. They had better surveillance, he knew, but this was good for close range.
His next goal however was to find out why.
Why Ishgard. What could they possibly find there to help them clear their names in Ul'dah? He'd have to keep his head low, if not only for his own sake but A'laric and Sieg's as well.
"Erik--" he turned to find the captain, big pink eyes searching for orders. He wouldn't mess this up.
