12-03-2016, 12:41 AM
Celestia pondered Veritas' question, as it was an important one. What one might need in the field was an important thing to consider before any potentially hazardous venture. This plane seemed to eliminate most such needs however, at least for beings such as her and Veritas, which rendered it somewhat trivial, at least on the surface. It made Celestia slightly anxious not knowing what sort of hidden pitfalls there might be, but for the life of her she couldn't think of any, and as frustrating as it was it was likely that the only way to discovered them would be stumbling into them. “Given that we can simply conjure food, medicine and travel supplies provided we have some time and space to focus, I cannot think of anything.” She waited a moment before adding. “Except our wits, I suppose.”
Celestia turned to the captain. “I believe we're ready to depart. Lead on to the ship, sir.” She nodded her head and indicated toward the docks with a hoof. The captain shrugged, before walking onward, heading toward his vessel.
As Celestia moved to follow, she saw something that made her pause. A hooded figure appeared to be watching them from a distance, but the moment she looked away it was gone. She wasn't fully sure if she was actually being watched, or merely spotted someone from an odd angle or in odd lighting. Perhaps Veritas was rubbing off on her, and she was growing a little more suspicious. She supposed it wouldn't be entirely uncalled for, being a little more observant while she was in unfamiliar lands.
Now she was lagging behind though, and she broke into a light trot to catch back up with Veritas and the captain.
It took only about a minute for the group to navigate the docks and reach the ship. It was a small thing. Well, strictly speaking it was the size of a small house, but compared to some of the battleships which sat in or patrolled around the harbour it looked quite small. It was a personal sailing vessel, made of modern materials and with only a single, multi-purpose room below decks, supplemented by storage compartments scattered around the interior. It could be operated by only a single person, and by the look of things it probably was, given that that captain neither waited for or left to find anybody else to join him.
At the captain's motion Celestia walked up the plank and onto the deck, whereupon she turned around, leaned over the rail, and smiled. They were about to get underway. She looked at Veritas. “Our first adventure! It will be nice to see the area outside the city.” And what's more, she was about to find out if they were in fact being followed or not, as any pursuers would have to either make their presence know by approaching the ship, following theirs in another ship, or give up the chase.
Celestia turned to the captain. “I believe we're ready to depart. Lead on to the ship, sir.” She nodded her head and indicated toward the docks with a hoof. The captain shrugged, before walking onward, heading toward his vessel.
As Celestia moved to follow, she saw something that made her pause. A hooded figure appeared to be watching them from a distance, but the moment she looked away it was gone. She wasn't fully sure if she was actually being watched, or merely spotted someone from an odd angle or in odd lighting. Perhaps Veritas was rubbing off on her, and she was growing a little more suspicious. She supposed it wouldn't be entirely uncalled for, being a little more observant while she was in unfamiliar lands.
Now she was lagging behind though, and she broke into a light trot to catch back up with Veritas and the captain.
It took only about a minute for the group to navigate the docks and reach the ship. It was a small thing. Well, strictly speaking it was the size of a small house, but compared to some of the battleships which sat in or patrolled around the harbour it looked quite small. It was a personal sailing vessel, made of modern materials and with only a single, multi-purpose room below decks, supplemented by storage compartments scattered around the interior. It could be operated by only a single person, and by the look of things it probably was, given that that captain neither waited for or left to find anybody else to join him.
At the captain's motion Celestia walked up the plank and onto the deck, whereupon she turned around, leaned over the rail, and smiled. They were about to get underway. She looked at Veritas. “Our first adventure! It will be nice to see the area outside the city.” And what's more, she was about to find out if they were in fact being followed or not, as any pursuers would have to either make their presence know by approaching the ship, following theirs in another ship, or give up the chase.