Sisters (Discontinued)

Arriving At Airhaven

About three hours later, the little red airship began pulling in to the docking pan at the great flying town of Airhaven. As her mooring clamps engaged an African aviator came running through the crowds, shoving people aside in his haste. The airship he was so keen to reach was non other than the Jenny Haniver. 

Raven P.O.V

My sister had just told me that we were pulling up to Airhaven. I had never been to Airhave before and heard it was truly a sight to behold. I eagerly rushed down to the Jenny's flight deck where my sister, Anna Fang was waiting for me. She was wearing a Cheshire Cat grin and pointed out the large window to the pale blue sky ahead. "Look my dear!" she cried excitedly. "Airhaven!". "I've never actually been to Airhaven before." I told her, barely containing my excitement. Anna looked confused. "Yes you did silly! Don't you remember? We used to come here all the time with mom and dad!" 

"Really?!" I don't remember. I guess the amnesia thing or whatever it was the horrible Stilton Kael gave us is still wearing off for me."

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Captain Khora watched as the red airship as her mooring clamps engaged. He nearly melted with relief when he saw the door open and a familiar red coated figure emerge. But there was something different. Cautiously trailing behind her was another person. Khora gaped. Maybe it was true. Maybe Anna really did have a sister! Anna saw Khora and grinned wider. She grabbed the girl by the wrist and dragged her over. As they drew closer the aviator began to catch snatches of conversation. "Come on! You'll like Khora hes really nice!" Anna pleaded with the girl. The girl, who was clearly mistrustful of people who weren't Anna, pouted and moaned, "Please don't torture me like thisssss" The older aviatrix remained firm. "Nope you are coming with me!" The darker girl finally gave in and grumpily allowed herself be dragged along.

As the pair got even closer the aviator noticed that Anna was limping and had bandages around her left thigh, but yet she still moved shockingly quickly. "Khora!" a faintly accented voice called out. The man let out a loud oof as Anna threw her arms around him in a bear hug. The other girl stood shyly by a small stand. Khora finally managed to get a good look at her. His first guess was that she was an Easterner. Maybe a sky-gypsy or from somewhere near their region. She had long raven hair which nearly reached her ankles and deeply suntanned skin. She wore a black sweatshirt with the hood up and short forest green shorts despite the morning chill. She was also wearing knee high black leather boots which were common in the air trade. Her face was so different from Anna's that it was surprising someone could have figured out they were sisters. While Anna had kind almond eyes, her sister had eyes of deep, piercing emerald. She raised an eyebrow and the aviator noticed he had been staring. Well, in his defense, she was  very pretty. He blushed and looked down. Then he realized Anna was talking. 

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Raven P.O.V

Anna pulled me over to an African aviator who she seemed to know. He was tall and lean and had braided his black hair into dreadlocks which were being held in place in a ponytail. I smirked and raised an eyebrow at the fact that he was shamelessly staring at me and at my sister's obliviousness. He blushed and looked down. I chuckled to myself. I knew exactly why he was staring. By the other thralls I had often been called Moon-flower or Angel Of The Sky. They were referring to my natural beauty. My father had been an sky-gypsy, before he met Mom so i guess I take after him more. Anna clearly too after Mom because she had her lean, strong Ice Waste build. 

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The three arrived in the Gasbag and Gondola just as a young girl was beginning to tune her forty string guitar. It appeared that Raven and Anna had become quite close during their flight away from Arkangel. Khora and her became fast friends and all shared stories and caught up with each other and discussed taking Raven to Batmunkh Gompa and speaking to Governer Khan about admitting her to the League. They sisters decided to do so over a plate of sauteed tarantula and, when the meal was finished, bid farewell to Khora at the mooring platform. Then the Fang sisters boarded the Jenny Haniver  and flew off in the young dawn light. To new adventures, new lives, and most importantly new stories to tell.