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Sugar Beat flicked her reigns in boredom, she really didn't care at all about the large new liner that sat in front of her, she was a simple country hoarse that was plucked from obscurity to become a race horse at the Kentucky Derby. Sure she was excited about that, she'd always dreamed of racing with the top horses of the day, but she couldn't understand why humans were making such a big fuss about a simple ship. All she heard on the way over was 'unsinkable' this and 'millionaire's special' that, it drove her to lunacy. She looked up at the ship and read the name once more.
"Titanic huh? Well I don't see what the big fuss about is, a ship is a ship." She thought with another flick of her reigns.
It was then she could feel the straps around her pull her up as the wench, which was so new that it never made a sound, picked her up as gently as possible and then set her down in the hold where they were keeping all of the animals. When she saw the interior and saw
STORMS OF DISCOVERY 5
"You seem to be feeling much better today, Titanic." QE2 said as she sailed up to him. "Yea I haven't slept like that in a long time." Titanic said with a yawn as he stretched out in the dry dock, "But I'm still not comfortable sitting in dry-dock I'm afraid." "What ship is?" QE2 laughed. "Well today's the day, old fella!" One of the dock workers named Phillip said as he walked up to him. "Old Timer!" Titanic growled out, "I may not be a young buck, human, but I can still hold my own in a fight and I'm still more than willing to point that fact out to any human or salvager who whishes to challenge me." "Easy, easy, I'm sorry Titanic. I meant no offence by it." Philip said but only received an indignant snort from Titanic as he shifted in his dry dock a little. "Just tell me when I can get out of this stinking dock." "Well that's why I came out here; I have some good news for you." Phillip said, "You are being released today. Your two friends are in the way over, along with QE
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"Oh, what just happened?" Herman grumbled as he slowly opened his eyes, allowing them to adjust on the piercing bright light of the florescent lights of the small mom-and-pop garage, "Where am I?" "Larson's Garage." Herman heard a young man say as he stepped forward, still wiping the grease and oil from his hands, "Careful not to move around so much, your paint is still wet." However, Herman never heard what he had said because the second he saw the human that stood before him, he tried to lunge at the human. This would have a success for Herman and disastrous for the human had Herman not still been on the car lift in the first place. Once Herman had realized that he was only spinning his wheels, he stopped and panted, "So what do you want with me, and where are my friends?" "Relax, I'm not here to hurt you." The human said, "I'm Françoise Larson, my friends call me Frankie for short, you were so badly wrecked up so I repaired you but your pals are being treat
(Proof that not all things are just a ledged)
Ethan strolled up and down the dry dock area of Hermit cove pointing his flashlights at some of the poor ghost ships that were imprisoned there. When he shined the light up at Titanic, he tried not to flinch when Titanic looked at him and growled.
"Oh be quiet you overgrown canoe!" Ethan snapped back, "I've taken enough crap from you today."
"You will not silence me!" Titanic snarled back.
"Oh just ignore him and he'll quit his bellyaching." One of the other guards, Donavan, said as he threw his arm around Ethan's shoulders, "So you've survived the first night, only a couple of hours until you can clock out and go home, eh?"
"Yea, yea I survived." Ethan chuckled as a third guard named Quincy walked up to them, "Honestly I'll just be happy to get home and not have to hear another word out of that ship's mouth for the rest of the day."
"Oh I hear ya'." Quincy said, "And you didn't even see the Honorable
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The first muffled sounds that came to Nimble's griffin like ears were the tiny "beep" of the heart monitor that was sitting next to her in the small intensive care room. "Oh sweet merciful crap, where am I now?" "Oh I was wondering when you'd wake up." A young woman said as she was poring Nimble a glass of water and held it out to her. Acting purely on instinct Nimble swatted the cup out of her hand, wincing at the moment of pain shooting to her broken wrist. "BACK OFF HUMAN!" Nimble snarled, "Now I don't know how I got here or where my friends are but you're going to release me right now and TELL ME WHERE THEY ARE!" "But I-I'm not human." She cautiously said, "My name is Krela, I-I'm a Ship Mage." Nimble's snarling slowly melted into laughter. "Sure you are." Nimble laughed, "You're a Ship Mage, this is Pangaea, and I'm a Rauber's aunt." "What's a Rauber?" Krela asked. "Oh quit trying to be funny." Nimble growled, "You know what a Rauber is and you also know
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It was by far the strangest storm any of them had ever seen. One minute there was lightning crashing down all around them but with no rain what so ever and mild waves and the next they were in a dead calm sea with no wind no cloud cover and a greenish tint to the sky; nothing but silent unnerving stillness. "I think this must be the eye of the storm!" Nimble said as she looked around. "I don't know." Titanic panted as he looked around, trying to catch his breath from the ordeal he just faced, "I can't even find my bearings in this soup." Nimble and Herman both knew just how bad this was, ships are famous for their sense of direction, the fact that titanic had just lost his meant that this storm must have been really bad and they knew they had to find some way of navigating themselves out of it or they'd be goners. "Hey there's the QE2!" Herman said as he pointed a wing in her direction, "Perhaps she may know where she's at, if we follow her, she can lead us out of this." "Rig