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The deafening sound of propellers never stopped, day and night they droned on. The inhabitants of Iron, the name of the city, had ling since gotten used to the steady whoosh of the massive propellers that kept them afloat with the assistance of massive hot air balloons and blimps.
A robotic horse dragged a carriage with no driver behind it down a street along a set path, the back wheels missing and screeching along the cobblestone. The horse let out a mechanical neigh as it disappeared around a corner.
A thundering screech resounded through out Iron as a propeller in anothe part of the city failed and the balloons alone could no longer hold up the weight. It was a separate floating chunk of the city and it tumbled down to the earth below, screams emanating from the falling hunk of rock.

Althalos walked quietly along, hands in his pockets and a pistol in it's sling around his waist. The teen wore a content smile on his face as he walked, ignoring the turmoil around him as he approached a busy street cafe and took a seat at one of the cast-iron tables.";

This town would be a new home soon for Felix, yet she never stayed in one place all that long. She had just bout the upstairs apartment above the street cafe, getting a job as their waitress. She moved to the teen who entered the cafe, a smile high on her face. "Hello welcome to Steamers Cafe! Im Felix, Ill be waiting on you today!" She said everything with easy, being she had been a waitress a few jobs before. "Can I get you anything to drink?" She got out her order tablet from her apron.

Felix's hair was pulled into a pony tail on the side of head, her dark black hair hung in long black tresses. She was a thin girl, but still had a bit of curve to her. She was a happy girl, nothing really getting her down to often. All she hoped was to find people in Iron that she liked.

"Yes, I'll just have a coffee and an eggs Benedict," Althalos smiled politely up at her. "Are you new here? I know everyone in this district and I can't say I've seen your pretty face before."

A light blush crossed her cheeks. "I am, I bought the little apartment above this place." She rubbed the back of her head. "I had to really fix it up, but its comeing along now that Im working here." She smiled and scurried off to put his order in. "Here is you coffee, the eggs will be done shortly."

"Thank you," Althalos took a sip, "I'm afraid to say you've picked a bad time to move to Iron." As if on cue, another thundering screech resounded through the city and the district rumbled as an overhang with a single building on it fell of the rest of the city, people screaming inside. "The city is quite literally falling apart. This is the remaining half of the Market District. Residential still hasn't lost anything, but a lot of the houses are vacant now."

Felix made a weery look. "That is a bit creepy..." She begain to play with the hem or her work outfit (look at her album if you want to see it ^^) "I-I really enjoy the steam punk look though, Ive truely enjoyed the way all the people dress here. And how much cooler can it get sense its a flying city, you know?" Felix smiled and hurried to get his meal, comeing back soon to place it in front of him.

"It was much nicer a few years ago. The streets were bright, the propellers were shiny and Iron was a massive trade hub. Airships like that," he pointed to what looked like a sea fairing freighter with two massive blimps on either side, "were very frequent. That one actually belongs to my family. It's called the Terrace. I have my own small ship as well. I use it to fly to the districts in more disrepair and I try and fix the propellers," he said between bites of his breakfast. "I could take you for a tour of the city if you'd like. When do you get off?"

"In about..." She turned and looked at the clock hanging on the wall. "5 minutes ago?" Felix said with a small giggle. "Let me go clock out and change and then Ill be right back." Felix turned on her heel and went into the back, saying her goodbyes to the co-workers that had a few more hours to go. She clocked out and slipped out of her outsit and into a large sweater and a skirt, undueing her hair as she walked back to him. "Your name?"

"Althalos," the teen said with a smile and finished his eggs and coffee. He led Felix down the street as the driverless carriage turned the corner again and started coming towards them, steam pouring out of the horses ears. Althalos patted the machination as it walked by and it let out another mechanical whinny and kept going. "Poor thing has been going in a circle nonstop for almost a year now. It's a wonder it hasn't run out of water yet or it's boiler hasn't stopped working. Somebody should really fix the wheels on it too."

Felix watched the horse. "Doesnt someone own him?" She asked as she turned back to Althalos. "I mean, someone who cares from him?" Real horses was all Felix had ever seen and know they need a lot of care, would it be the same for a machine? She really didnt know.

"Used to. There was a riot about a year ago about the failing condition of Iron. He was one of the first to get shot. Somebody must be filling it with water though. There isn't a tank big enough on this city that could power a horse like that for a year. Someone must be filling it with coal too. If only they would fix those blasted wheels," Althalos sighed as the scratching of metal on cobblestone faded. "The docks aren't too far ahead. You can already see the bigger ones," he pointed to a series of balloons that were showing over the top of the buildings.

This place was so different from all the other places Felix had lived before. It was unique and full of things Felix had never seen in her whole life, for example, the metal horse. The place felt old yet pretty all at the same time. "How long have you lived here?"

"Born and raised," Althalos shrugged. "The city is well over 100 years old and besides a few electric things, tourists, new citizens and trade, we have no contact with Downside, or mainland," they rounded a corner and the docks came fully into view. "Welcome to the Vela district," he turned around, walking backwards and holding his arms out.
The docks were full of people trading and talking. Airships, blimps and hot air balloons were constantly entering and leaving.

She was speechless. So many people in one little place, the atmosphere was too good. "This is so cool! I didnt know there where places still like this. I still have so much of this town to see!!!" Felix smiled at him, her eyes full of wonder.

"It'll be easier when we get to the Emmisary, my ship. There it is now," he pointed to the Airship equivalent of a war dinghy. It was a long, low wooden boat with a blimp on top keeping it afloat. On each side there were two hand crank machine guns covered up by port hole flaps. There was a single engine in the back with a six foot long propeller. "She's not much but she's mine."

"I like it!" She said with a giggle. "Its cool and huge really."

"You clearly have depth perception issues if you think that she's huge," Althalos laughed and got on, standing on the main deck and reached out his hand to help Felix on.

She took his hand, likeing the help. "Hey! Is not like I see this stuff all the time, remeber, Im all new to this city..." She huffed and crossed her arms over her chest. "Dont make me all sad now, kay? I want this to be the best ride ever!!! Got it, so make it fun!"

"You got it," Althalos chuckled and pulled up a deck chair for her to sit in an placed it at the prow. He then flipped a few switches and the engine in the back creaked and groaned before reluctantly starting up. He pulled the ship out of the dock and started their cruise around Iron.
"There's always a possibility of pirates, even right over the city with a small ship like this, so just be prepared to get below decks and start cranking one of those guns," Althalos warned as the ship went around the districts and between the buildings.

"Your jokeing right?" She laughed to herself, not knowing a thing about guns. "I-I dont even know how to shoot a gun.."