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joezworld · 3 years

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How many harbour engines escaped scrap in 1960′s UK [Headcanon]

Cargo ships have definitely spirited many engines away from the UK whether they want it or not. Most of these started when bulk carriers began noticing that piles of scrap metal on the dockside began resembling the little dock shunters. After that they started telling their friends, who started also doing this - before you know it there's a large number of BR harbor shunters that were scrapped "early" because it's easier than explaining to head office that a Very Angry Boat stole them.

Ship - "Hey you! Small engine! Why does that pile of scrap look like you?" Engine - "That was my brother! He was broken up last week!" Ship [Horrified] - "What?" Engine [Unphased] - "Yes! They said he wasn't useful anymore! They say I'm to be retired next month, so this may be my last time seeing you!" Ship - "What?" Engine [Louder] - "I said, I'm to die soon - this is the last time I'll be seeing you!" -Engine steams away- Ship looks on in horror - he didn't brave the Atlantic Convoys just to see this shit happen again - Ship [to crewman] - "YOU! Rig my crane for use AT ONCE. -later- Engine [Now dangling from ship's crane] - "Put me down!" Ship [Glaring at engine] - "No! I am taking you to someplace safe." Engine - "No! I have work to do!" Ship [Staring at this brainwashed little shit who doesn't seem to care that HE'S GONNA DIE.] Ship - "Too bad you're deck cargo now" Engine - [Still wondering how he will explain this to his controller but understanding that this boat cannot be reasoned with] "Where are we going?" Ship - "I'll figure that out later. How many more of you are there at this dock?"

Crosschannel ferry boats, being owned by companies like SNCF and Nederlandse Spoorwegen, and therefore having very low tolerances for bullshit, did much the same, but in a way much more reminiscent of Greek Sirens.

When boat trains would show up at the dock, the ferry would suddenly find that a car deep within its hold was off-center and asked the shunter (or the boat train engine if they were feeling really brave) to puff onto the deck and sort it out.

Naturally there was nothing wrong with the car, and as soon as the loco cleared the linkspan the ferry would slam its doors shut and steam off towards Calais or Zeebrugge with the protesting engine still on board.

Notably, this practice continued all the way through the end of ferry services in 1995, as the ferries were very open in informing the first generation/non-standard diesels that they also had a haven in Europe should BR ever tire of them. When BR did tire of those early diesels, many of them rather willingly rolled onto the ferry deck, having seen exactly what happened to engines who thought that BR cared about them.

It’s rumored that these acts of vigilante saving still continue on Channel tunnel trains, especially the late night cargo runs - however only one reported instance of this has been confirmed to have happened, when a class 37/6 that had been modified for the aborted Nightstar service (and was afraid for his life when the service was cancelled before it could begin) hitched a ride on the back of a Eurostar - the ridiculous consist was photographed by a French trainspotter, confirming it had happened.

#ttte #headcanon #extremely specific headcanon #channel tunnel #crosschannel ferry #boats #boat headcanon

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hirtshals-havn · 7 years

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Skagen’ in Hirtshals, December 1993 -Foto: Morten Jensen Via Flickr:

#Trainferry #Trains #Train #Railferry #Hirtshals #Denmark #ferry #ferryberth #ferryslip #fähre #færge #jernbanefærge #linkspan #togfærge

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sustraiii · 5 years

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TEAM ZRCN ARC 2 - CHAPTER 3

The team are finally on their way to Shizukana! But this isn’t exactly smooth sailing...

ZELDE

For the third time that day, Zelde walked around the entire deck of the boat. With it only being a small boat, it did not take long for her to complete a full circle and end up back where she started. After finishing her little lap, she paused for a moment to enjoy the refreshing sea air, before heading back inside, passing by Neela who was coming out to read.

Their shared cabin was located on the deck below, as with most of the other passenger cabins. Whilst the four of them shared a room, Helia was forced to share a room with another passenger, who had thankfully turned out to be surprisingly pleasant.

Their cabin was a relatively small room, with just enough room for two bunk beds and a bedside table between the two of them. A small porthole window was set just above the bedside table, allowing for a small view of the sea outside.

Cordovan and Xanthos were already in the cabin when she arrived. Xanthos hadn’t really left the cabin at all these past two days, spending most of his time lying in his bed, or sat up, debating to himself rather loudly whether he was going to vomit or not. Cordovan, out of the decency of his own heart, had opted to stay with him that morning, something which he seemed to be regretting judging by the relieved expression he flashed Zelde when she walked in.

She gave Cordovan a brief nod, before speaking to Xanthos. “How are you feeling?”

Xanthos who was currently laying on his belly, face partially buried into his pillow, let out a muffled groan. He turned on the bed until he was lay on his side facing Zelde and Cordovan. “Marvellous.”

Zelde, and the rest of the team for that matter had only learnt of Xanthos’s fear of deep water shortly after they had boarded the boat for the first time. He had gone unusually quiet for him, and suspecting something was wrong, the three of them had bombarded him with questions, until he finally caved and admitted he had a fear of deep water, as well as a propensity to getting nauseous whilst on boats.

Xanthos’s narrowed his eyes at the two of them, before turning again, this time ending up flat on his back. “None of you need to stay with me you know. I don’t need anyone to hold my hand.”

Cordovan scoffed. “Funny that, because you certainly sounded like you needed me earlier when I had to find some tablets for you to take cause you felt sick again,” He pointed out. Xanthos muttered something under his breath, but it was too quiet to make out. “Besides, there’s not much else for me to do.”

“Well, you could join me-” Zelde cut herself off mid-sentence when she realised Cordovan wasn’t listening at that moment. When he did turn back to her, she could only muster an awkward smile. “If you need me, you know where to find me.” She said, referencing the fact that she was to return to the upper deck again. “Neela’s up there too.”

By the time she reached the upper deck again, the wind had picked up notably. Zelde shivered slightly and hugged her arms around her body when Neela’s voice piped up from behind her.

“This is - what?- your fourth time pacing around the deck today?” Neela laughed, blue eyes looking at Zelde from over the top of her book. She was sat next to Helia on a bench near the door to the lower decks.

“You know,” Zelde began as she sat next to the two women, “I’m rather surprised to see you up here. I thought your little huntsman friend would still be talking your ear off.”

Helia groaned slightly, and Neela chuckled. “What’s his name anyway?” Zelde quickly asked.

“Linus,” Helia answered, and then turned her head rather sharply to the two of them. “And he’s not my friend! I only met him two days ago like the rest of you! I only politely asked him about where he did his training, but then he realised who I was, and hasn’t stopped talking to me since.”

“I think he may have a slight crush on you,” Neela mused, turning a page. “He was practically hanging on to your every word.”

Helia coughed nervously, and clearly wanting to shift the topic of conversation away from herself, asked about Xanthos’s wellbeing.

“About the same,” Zelde admitted, “but he seems to be acting more like himself now. Which admittedly, I don’t know if that’s a good thing or not...I was getting used to some peace and quiet from him.”

“Oh, Zelde, you do-”

Before Neela could finish her sentence, she was interrupted by the boat suddenly shuddering to a halt. The stop had been so sudden, all three of them had had to grab onto the bench, to stop themselves from falling off of it. When things seemed to calm down after a moment, the three of them stood up, and looked around, clearly as bewildered as some of the other passengers who were on the top deck as well.

“What’s going on?” Zelde found herself saying aloud. She didn’t have to wait too long, as the loud cry of a siren, soon informed them it was nothing good. At the sound of the siren, the other passengers raced back inside, leaving only the three of them still on the top deck.

A moment later, they were joined by a rather harried looking Linus, who burst from out of the door to the lower decks. When he saw the three of them still stood there, he blinked in surprise, before his expression shifted to one of concern.

“What are you still doing up here? Get below deck, now!” He instructed, gesturing to the door.

“What’s going on?” Helia calmly asked, taking a step towards him. “What are those sirens for?”

He hesitated a moment, eyes flicking between Helia and the door, before finally he answered. “It’s the Grimm siren. It’s designed to go off automatically when a Grimm gets too close to the ship. There’s a pod of Bahamut’s coming at us from the starboard side.”

“A pod?” Neela echoed a note of concern in her voice. “As in more than one?”

“Yes,” Linus nodded his head grimly. “Bahamut’s tend to be quite slow, so we should have a little bit of time to get rid of some before they get too close to the ship. And then it’s a question of how much the old ship can withstand if they start to ram her.”

Zelde frowned. “And how much can she withstand?”

“Enough,” Linus answered simply.

Zelde rolled her eyes, slightly disappointed by his simplistic answer. It wasn’t exactly the most reassuring answer either.

“Can we help in any way?” Helia asked a suggestion which Zelde and Neela were quick to agree with, vocally offering their help.

“Yes, but not from up here,” Linus told them, “This ship is loaded with six concealed mounted guns, which can take care of some of the Bahamut’s from up here. The only issue is that they have a limited range and if one of the Bahamut’s got too close to the ship they would be unable to hit them. If you want to help you can head below deck and I’ll inform the captain to open the linkspan. And then, if one strays too close, you can have at it from there.”

“Is that even safe?” Neela questioned.

“It wouldn’t be if the ship was moving.”

A look passed between the three of them as if silently debating whether to go through with this. No doubt Helia would want to help anyway, but it would be Zelde’s decision as to whether her team would participate as well. After a moment of quietly deliberating to herself, Zelde nodded.

“Alright we’ll help,” she said, with another affirming nod. She turned to Neela. “Go to the cabin and fetch our weapons, once you’ve got them come and meet Helia and me below deck.”

Got it!” Neela responded.

“Neela wait!” Zelde suddenly said, stopping the blue-haired woman from rushing back inside. “While you are getting our weapons see if Xanthos and Corodovan will pitch in as well.”

A look of uncertainty flashed in Neela’s eyes before she left without another word. When she had gone, Zelde turned back to Helia, who in turned moved towards Linus, resting a hand on his shoulder.

“Okay, Linus, can you take us below deck?” She asked, her mouth set into a determined line. “I think it’s time we dealt with these fish.”

#team zrcn fic #team ZRCN #Zelde Sewick #Xanthos Ravindra #Cordovan Radcliff #Neela Oxford #helia vines

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hummingzone · 3 years

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'Shunter locomotive', railway wagon plunge into Picton harbour

‘Shunter locomotive’, railway wagon plunge into Picton harbour

Brya Ingram/Marlborough Express Interislander ferry services suspended after shunter locomotive and wagon fall into Picton harbour. A remote-controlled shunter train and a railway wagon plunged into Picton Harbour on Wednesday afternoon. No-one was on board and there were no injuries in the incident. The shunt locomotive, pushing the wagon, travelled across the marshalling yards to a linkspan –…

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lilahdesignforperformance · 4 years

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SITE ANALYSIS

TARANAKI WHARF

Project Summary:

The fundamental principles influencing the design of Taranaki wharf are: – The establishment of a strong city to sea connection; and – The re-imagining of the water’s edge as public promenade – Maximising interaction at the water’s edge – An authentic waterfront experience

These key factor interact, interleaf and overlap to generate a ribbon of open spaces that activate a stretch of harbourside promenade connecting Frank Kitts park in the north to Waitangi park in the south whilst acknowledging and cultivating critical connections to the city’s core.

The articulation of open spaces and circulation routes captures the site’s rich natural and cultural heritage.

Green seams of wet and dry gardens recalling the site’s ecological history waft and weft their way through a composition of industrially detailed finishes and elements, offering multiple opportunities to engage with one of the city’s prime assets – its harbour – within an authentic wharf environment.

History:

Reclamation of the Taranaki Street Wharf area began in 1901 and the wharf was completed in 1906. It was named after the street at its gates, but there is debate over whether Taranaki refers to the Ngati Mutunga tribe of Taranaki that settled in the area or the New Plymouth settlement for which the street surveyors left Wellington in 1840.

From the late 1960's until the early 1990's, the wharf was used for the berthing of ships on the trans-Tasman trade using adjacent land for cargo storage.

Modern Development:

Other work included a new bridge across the lagoon entrance and floating pontoon beneath, an extension to the wharf cut-out, decorative bollards, lighting and the siting of a re-cast bronze Kupe Group statue.

1912. Drays wait to discharge cargo from the vessel at Taranaki Street Wharf. The original Clyde Quay Wharf, built in 1910, is in the background.

1930. The original union Steamship Company vessel ‘Marama’ loads cargo for Australia. The floating crane ‘Hikitia’ now occupies this berth.

1969. The arrival of the union Steamship Company vessel ‘Maheno’ on her maiden voyage. Reconstruction work is being carried out to the wharf as seen top left. The Harbour Board chairman must be visiting, as his black Pontiac is seen parked bottom left.

February 2000. Construction of the Lagoon Bridge begins with the centre pile in place.

September 2000. Planting in newly landscaped Treasure Island.

September 2000. Maritime objets d’art are located adjacent to the boating clubs.

November 2002. The cut-out adjacent to Circa Theatre is completed.

From 2008, the Wellington Free Ambulance Service has operated from the former linkspan building used in conjunction with the trans-Tasman shipping trade.

2009. The timber inlaid surface treatment, looking north past the boating clubs towards Queens Wharf.

2002. The newly completed bascule bridge across the cut-out at Taranaki Street Wharf. This bridge built as an artwork’ mimics the linkspan bridge which operated at this site.

The Lagoon Bridge with light balls in the foreground.

LOCATION:

The red circle shows where the container will be placed on the waterfront

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madisondesignforpreformance · 4 years

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site analysis - Taranaki wharf

Landscape Architect : Wraight + Associates Lead Consultant : Athfield Architects Client : Wellington Waterfront Limited Project Status: Completed

Project Summary:

The articulation of open spaces and circulation routes captures the site’s rich natural and cultural heritage.

From the late 1960's until the early 1990's, the wharf was used for the berthing of ships on the trans-Tasman trade using adjacent land for cargo storage.

Modern Development

February 2000. Construction of the Lagoon Bridge begins with the centre pile in place.

April 2000. The bridge spans are lowered into place.

May 2000. Earthworks to reconfigure ‘Treasure Island’.

November 2002. The cut-out adjacent to Circa Theatre is completed.

2002. The newly completed bascule bridge across the cut-out at Taranaki Street Wharf. This bridge built as an artwork’ mimics the linkspan bridge which operated at this site.

The Lagoon Bridge with light balls in the foreground.

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yesnayak · 4 years

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£ 2.5m of repairs to the ferry port ferry terminal

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For the moment, the linkspan can only carry passengers on foot

A £ 2.5 million investment in a west coast ferry terminal could reduce cancellations on two busy routes.

Caledonian Maritime Assets Limited (CMAL) has given the green light to a repair of the link to the Gourock ferry terminal.

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maritimemanual · 5 years

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Brittany Ferries Commits To Portsmouth By Extending Long-Term Agreement

The relationship between Portsmouth International Port’s relationship and the major European ferry operator, Brittany Ferries, has been strengthened. They have announced a joint long-term agreement for additional five years.

This means Brittany Ferries is committed to Portsmouth until the end of 2031. During this time further three ships will join the current fleet serving routes from the city. Alongside the Honfleur, Brittany Ferries’ state-of-the-art environmentally friendly ship powered by Liquid Natural Gas (LNG), Galicia and Salamanca will both be based in Portsmouth from 2021.

Additional ferries will increase freight numbers and holidaymakers. Currently, the port welcomes over 1.85 million Brittany Ferries’ passengers annually. This makes it one of the UK’s most popular routes for travelling to France and Spain.

Recently the council approved £19m of investment to transform the facilities and overhaul existing infrastructure for meeting up customers’ expectations. It is now a critical priority to replace the 30-year-old passenger boarding tower, required for foot passengers to get access onto the ships.

Cllr Gerald Vernon-Jackson, Leader of Portsmouth City Council said: “This is fantastic news for the city. We are delighted that one of France’s premier travel brands, Brittany Ferries, continues to demonstrate their commitment to Portsmouth.

“This also shows the importance of continued investment to make sure the Port is in the best possible position to remain operating as the UK’s most successful council-owned port.

“Long-term reassurance from Brittany Ferries means the city’s residents benefit from a thriving commercial port, which contributed nearly £8m to the council’s budget. This has been essential in helping provide services for the city’s most vulnerable residents.”

Major projects to improve facilities have already included a brand new energy efficient £9m linkspan, which is best described as a drawbridge to get cars and lorries on and off of ferries. This latest piece of infrastructure will be in place for the next 30 years.

Christophe Mathieu, CEO for Brittany Ferries, said: “Brittany Ferries is delighted to reaffirm its commitment to Portsmouth International Port, our international hub for operations serving France and Spain. Extending our relationship until 2032 will provide further certainty for future plans and supports the on-going investment we are making in fleet renewal.”

In 1976, Brittany Ferries first sailed into Portsmouth International Port as one of its earliest customers. Owned and operated to this day by Portsmouth City Council, the Port has worked closely with Brittany Ferries for the last 40 years. It has been the one and only ferry operator to use the Port on a constant basis during the last four decades.

Reference: portsmouth-port.co.uk

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hirtshals-havn · 7 years

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Skagen' in Hirtshals, December 1993 - Soto: Morten Jensen Via Flickr:

#Trainferry #Trains #Train #Railferry #Hirtshals #Denmark #ferry #ferryberth #ferryslip #fähre #færge #jernbanefærge #linkspan #togfærge

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sustraiii · 5 years

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TEAM ZRCN ARC 2 - CHAPTER 4

The Bahamut’s finally make their long-awaited appearance.

Also a small note about this chapter: this will be the last main story chapter a while as I’ll be focusing on a couple of specials after this.

CORDOVAN

Following close behind Neela, Cordovan and Xanthos hurried after their teammate and descended deep into the bowels of the ship. The pair made a wrong turn somewhere, losing sight of Neela, but were able to find their way to the cargo deck following the signs. By the time they caught up with their blue-haired teammate, Zelde, Helia, and a man unfamiliar to the pair of them were already waiting near the now opened linkspan.

Hearing the ragged breaths of the two of them, Neela turned to look at them. “Where did you two go? I thought you were right behind me?”

“We were,” Cordovan pointed out, “but we took a wrong turn and separated.”

“Yeah, it’s not our fault we took a wrong turn. This boat is more confusing than it looks!” Xanthos chimed in from behind him. Neela rolled her eyes playfully at that, turning back to look out across the sea. Cordovan and Xanthos cautiously approached the opened linkspan, getting a closer look out at the sea. In the distance, getting ever closer to the ship, was the pod of Bahamut’s Neela had mentioned when she rushed into their cabin.

Just as Xanthos was about to say something, a booming noise above, followed by a small explosion near the Bahamut’s. Behind them, the man neither of them was familiar with, sounded pleased as he commented that the guns seemed to be working properly.

As the two moved away from the opening, Xanthos put his hands to his hips, and turned to his teammates with a “told you so”. “See that?” He made a vague gesture to the Grimm in the distance, or at least where he assumed they were. “That is why I am afraid of deep water.”

From where they were, they had a prime view to witness the Grimm being taken out by the ship’s guns. It seemed to be working quite well, until the Bahamut’s seemed to become aware of what was happening and took steps to avoid being hit, most of the pod diving and some splitting off to swim to the other side of the boat.

“Ready your weapons,” the unfamiliar man instructed, reaching for his own weapon as he spoke. He owned a mid-sized warhammer, not unlike the one Cordovan’s mother owned. He wondered if they were of a similar model until the man’s weapon shifted into its alternate form of a machine gun. “Those Bahamut’s could resurface anywhere now they’ve dived.”

And sure enough, they did. Three of the whale-like creatures surfaced a few metres in front of the linkspan. Cordovan braced himself in case they rammed the ship, but the three of them seemed more content to stir up the water, only diverging from this motion when they began to fire at them.

Due to their melee weapons, Xanthos, Neela, and Helia, all held back not wanting to get in the way of the others. In fact, Helia hadn’t even unsheathed either of her katanas.

Taking down any of the Bahamut’s was proving to be a difficult task. Even discounting the fact they were partially concealed underwater, there was little room to make a good shot on them. Much of their heads were covered with sturdy bone plates and most of their bodies were littered with spikes and bone plates of various sizes, particularly around the dorsal fin. If not for the aid of the unfamiliar man - whose name Cordovan now knew as Linus thanks to Helia - he doubted they would have been as lucky as to defeat one of them in the time they did.

They were beginning to focus on another of the two remaining Bahamut’s circling them, when Linus stopped, eyes glancing out at something in the distance. He shielded his eyes with a hand, and Cordovan noticed him squinting in an attempt to better see what was ahead of him. When his hand finally dropped, Cordovan noted he had a fearful look in his eyes.

“Holy shit,” Linus breathed.

Cordovan glanced towards where Linus was looking, and Zelde stopped momentarily as well. He wasn’t sure who it was, but somebody moved closer behind, also eager to get a look.

In the distance, a much larger shape had appeared. It was difficult to make out the exact appearance from here, but it unmistakably another Bahamut, albeit much larger than any of those from the earlier pod.

“What is that?” Helia asked, identifying herself as the person who had stepped up behind Cordovan.

“Bahamut,” Linus was quick to say, before rectifying his statement with a more detailed answer. “Leviathan-class Bahamut. Which is not a good sign at all. The big ones rarely make an appearance, and when they do, it never bodes well for the ship. They lack the speed of their smaller counterparts, but what they lack in speed they easily make up for it in strength. One or two rams from a Bahamut that size and the hull would suffer catastrophic damage.”

“Well, that’s comforting,” Neela said from behind them.

“I sure hope you’re joking Neela,” Xanthos quipped, “because that is the furthest thing from comforting I can imagine.”

Footsteps could be heard, and then the next thing Cordovan knew, Xanthos was stood between him and Zelde, one arm draped over each of them. “You know I’d rather not die today; and as cool as it would be, I don’t want to end up recreating the ending of every sad film about boats.” He inclined his head towards Cordovan a little bit. “I want to take down one of these fishies myself. You up for a little ‘Red Sun’, Cord?”

Cordovan pulled back sharply. “Absolutely not! The last time we tried that, it failed spectacularly and you nearly broke my arm.”

Xanthos pulled a face.”Slight exaggeration, but okay.” He paused for a moment, before asking Cordovan one more time if he’d like to try their team move.

“You’re not the one who has to throw you,” Cordovan pointed.

“And you’re not the one who has to jump on one of those Grimm and try and kill it. So what’s your point?”

This went back and forth for a few moments, before Zelde, in a somewhat exasperated tone, cut in. “How about instead of arguing you just go ahead and do it? Linus and I will take care of the other Bahamut and then we only have the big one to deal with.”

Not wanting to argue, Cordovan reluctantly agreed, whilst Xanthos gave a quiet cheer at having his idea accepted. Standing a few steps in front of the linkspan, Cordovan readied himself, facing away from the water. In front of him, Xanthos was backing up, aiming to get a good run-up. When he was a good enough distance away, he drew out his whip, twisting the grip slightly, and splitting the weapon into a multi-tailed whip.

Xanthos gave the weapon a small twirl, before looking up at Cordovan. “You ready?”

Cordovan made a shrug, as he squatted slightly. He linked his hands together in front of him, giving Xanthos a good foothold to launch himself with.”Ready as I’ll ever be.”

Xanthos gave him a thumbs up before running at him. As his foot connected with Cordovan’s linked hands, Cordovan braced himself for the worst for happen, but much to his great relief it never did. Thanks to Xanthos’s semblance kicking in, he didn’t weigh as heavy as normal, so Cordovan was able to get a fair bit of power behind him as he threw his teammate in the air. Once Xanthos was away from him, Cordovan turned rapidly on the spot, managing to watch as Xanthos did a flip in the air, lashing out at one of the Bahamut’s with his whip once he came out of the spin. He then landed on the back of the creature, his semblance shifting his weight yet again so that he was able to hit it hard, forcing it into the water.

Xanthos and the Bahamut slipped beneath the waves, and Cordovan found himself holding his breath nervously for a moment before Xanthos resurfaced, a fist raised triumphantly in the air. His small celebration was cut short by Neela suddenly shouting out to him.

“Ravi, swim!” She yelled from beside Cordovan, pointing out behind. In the water Xanthos turned in time to watch as the larger Bahamut dived, before it’s dorsal fin broke the surface moments later, heading right for him. Xanthos turned quickly, and began swimming back towards the ship, urged forward by the yells of all three of his teammates.

When he got close to the linkspan, Cordovan and Zelde crouched down near the edge, ready to pull him in. He was nearly there when the Bahamut’s head surfaced not far behind him, its mouth parted slightly revealing a set of pointed teeth. Cordovan thought for sure it was going to try and swallow Xanthos, but luckily they were able to pull him back into the boat just in time. Sensing that it no longer had a real target to aim for, it went to dive again, close to the open linkspan. It would have successfully dived had it not been for Neela suddenly lurching forward, and using Triton’s Maw, create a large sheet of ice in front of them, which seemed to slow the beast momentarily, causing it to harmlessly bump into the side of the ship.

Thrown by this it surfaced a bit more, which gave Helia the opportunity to step forward and finish the job. She came forward and unsheathed both of her katanas. She stood still for a moment before flames licked at the tips of both blades. Helia tightened her grip around the hilts of her katanas, before raising both above her head and driving them down into the exposed body of the Bahamut, killing it quickly.

She waited a moment before straightening up and sheathing her weapon. Now that the pod had been taken care of, they could all breath a sigh of relief.

Linus left them after a few minutes, pointing out that with the pod having been taken care of (they having taken out four of them and the guns seemingly having taken out the rest) he could inform the captain to start the engines again, as well as close the linkspan.

When he left them, Helia moved to check on the team. She spoke with Neela first, resting a hand on one shoulder, and complimenting her for how she conducted herself. The older huntress’s attention then went to remaining members of ZRCN, who were all lay on the floor, having not moved from there after pulling Xanthos on board.

“Are you three alright?” She inquired politely.

Cordovan and Zelde mumbled that they were fine, whereas Xanthos merely groaned in response. He turned his head to one side, so he was glancing at Cordovan. “Next time, we’re getting an airship.” He said, before pulling a face, and covering his head with his arms. “Ugh, I feel sick again Can we go back to our cabin now I think I need to lie down and sleep for a whole day.”

Cordovan laughed slightly, and even Zelde cracked a rare smirk. Cordovan lent forward slightly and gave Xanthos a warm pat on the back. “I daresay you’ve earned that rest, Ravi.”

#team zrcn fic #team ZRCN #Zelde Sewick #Xanthos Ravindra #Cordovan Radcliff #Neela Oxford #helia vines

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