ACQUIRE AIRSHIPS

Date: 2025-03-16 06:04 am (UTC)
theriflespiral: (deduction)
When it came to calculations for war, when it came to understanding travel, when it came to dead reckoning and the ability to show up just about anywhere--

Well.

There was one person who had proved herself consistently at intelligence analysis as a member of the Elysium Network.

But while she has aided in the recovery of airships, the boarding of other ships, the analysis of shipping manifests, the calculation of demolition charges... Natalia Koutolika is only one person. For all her virtues, she knows there are holes in her knowledge, errors in her maths, and far, far too much both to do and at stake for one woman to work on things like this alone.

And so...

I -- Tracking Lost Baggage
While enacting her plan would have to rely on Flotsam support, there were no end of ways to find a lost airship. Start with missed shipments-- something she has received complaints of often enough in the past few months, as a world-ocean's weather can prove unpredictable at the best of times.

"... Of course, last month, there were several scuttlings, in response to attempted boarding actions by the Corsairs. Those ships were scuttled in approximately these places--" here she marks positions on the world map carefully with fouled anchors-- "based on rutters and witness accounts of various landmarks. But the Empire knows where those airships are, as well. I'm much more interested in the inter-island merchant aerine that have gone missing and not shown up for more than a week. These are almost certainly damaged. While some of them will be simply in distress and forced to land and affect jury-rigged repairs, it must be noted that many of these ships would be falling from such a height as to render survival for the crew highly improbable.

"If we can find these wrecks, I think we can salvage them with none the wiser. And if there are survivors, we can demonstrate that the Corsairs have better respect for their lives than the Imperial Companies."

II -- One thing to say...

... And another to do. The winds were starting to pick up, but the anchors were holding. Natalia listened to the waves, checked her chronometer, and kept a weather eye on the skies. Anyone out here, at this place, on the Eternal Ocean, might draw conclusions about anyone out here.

Though, if this foul weather happened as threatened, no engagement would happen today, regardless. She gives a nervous glance to the barometer, and wishes she knew who controlled the weather around here. "Perhaps still vacant...?" she mutters, in annoyance.
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