"Up She Goes" The Expedition » Places

         

It already felt like a long day for Cyla as she sat in the back of a Cabaret Club smoking a long pipe. The men drinking around her were more rowdy than usual and by early afternoon there had already been more arguments than she cared to count.

"Ms. Jenkins, I'm surprised to see you here in this place still, smoking never the less. Shouldn't you be...elsewhere?" Michael Hays, owner of the Club and longtime family friend, asked Cyla as he took a seat across from her. She'd sigh softly and ignore the disapproval in his eyes over her smoking. "I thought it would be nice to visit your lovely establishment once more before heading off." Cyla sarcastically commented, in light of all the fights that had occurred this morning. "I have enjoyed my time back home, however it will be nice to be back out there you know?"
Cyla could notice the relief on Micheal's face as she pushed her pipe to the side, and she would momentarily consider picking it back up just to watch him squirm, but decided against it. The two would go on to discuss Cyla's upcoming journey, The Scalawag, and Carlotta herself.
"How does that woman seem to you? I fear she's too brash, I hope you don't take lessons from her, you can be bad enough."
"She's really not such an awful lady, and I am never bad, i take offense to that Mr. Hays."
Before anything else could be said another fight would break out, this time over the women chosen to perform on stage. Enough was enough for Cyla, and as Michael made his way over to break the scuffle up she'd bid him farewell with a wave and polite smile before grabbing the suitcase she had walked in with earlier and making her way out.


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A woman walking alone with a suitcase definitely stood out some, even in the big city, so it was a good thing the walk from the Cabaret Club to where she was to meet Carlotta and company was relatively short.


"Well, I beleive this is it." Cyla thought herself as she approached the aircraft hangar. "Hmm, where should I knock? Or should I even bother knocking on such a massive doorway....." she wondered aloud, and within thirty seconds or so - as if someone heard her - the large doors of the hangar would slowly but surely begin to pull apart, bringing Cyla's new temporary home of sorts into view. "Ah, this must be The Scalawag."


After pausing for a moment to take the airship in Cyla would begin walking towards it, calling out for whoever opened the hangar. "Hello?"