Ok trying to reblog from my young human’s site
The Defiant continued its route along the Mechanikii coast swimmingly. The weather was still beautiful, Sesiqui’s peanut-shaped sun illuminating the shiny silver peaks of the green waves below. The armored zeppelin droned past a few small robot cities, tiny stamps on a rambling sheet of fabric. DD90 left the command room and relaxed in her quarters in the rear of the control car.
Everything was going smoothly until a private stumbled into the room and bowed curtly.
“Hm?” asked AS45, hearing the private coming in, “What is the matter?”
“Captain! Crow’s nest reports a swarm if Combinations heading straight for our side!”
“Hmph! Let me verify this,” said Montezuma as he glanced out of the bay windows with a pair of binoculars.
Combinations are uncanny little airships built by the Free Republic of Shadows to serve as bombers. The ships are basically flying sailboats that use their sails to glide…
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