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[color=00ff66][b][h3]Christina and Nikos[/h3][/b][/color]
Zeppelin #27, Engine Room
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"[i]Stupido![/i]" Christina yells, banging on the loo door. "Let me out!"
"Shut up!" the bosun said, kicking his heels from a nearby workbench. "I've arrested you on suspicion of bein' a spy!"
"A spy? I work for the company building this thing! I showed you a work order and everything!"
"Cleverly forged," Nikos grins, pushing his cap back. "Thought your disguise would fool me, but why would they hire a [i]'woman'[/i] mechanic?"
"[i]Cretino![/i]" the engineer hollers back, "Because all the men are off fighting!"
"Er, well, yeah, but why aren't you wearing a dress?"
"Because a skirt would get caught in the gears!" Christina shouts, slamming her fist on the door. "[i]Imbecille![/i]"

"That don't explain why you've got a gun in yer bag!" Nikos scowls, pulling it out and shaking it accusatorily at the locked loo door.
"There's a war on! Can't you hear the shooting?"
"You've got an answer for everythin', don't ya?" Nikos sighs, shaking his head. His head turns, hearing faint noises coming from the bow. "Hah! That'll be the shore patrol, come to arrest you, you heathen commie spy!"
"I'm not a spy!" the engineer thunders back angrily.

This idiot was going to keep her there until the People's Army took over the zeppelin and the empire's War Bureau would still be arguing over what to name it!

"Fine! Go get them then!" Christina yells. "I'd rather get shot in a cell than this dirty loo!"
"Hey, I cleaned that myself a week ago!"
"You did a lousy job!"


Grumbling to himself, Bosun mate 2nd Class Nikos Vassiliou heads forward, hearing voices from the lit gondola. "Oy! Oy! I'm coming! I've got her locked up back here...!"

Shoving the pistol under his belt, the sailor took hold of the ladder and moving his feet to press on the outside of the handrail, slid down to the Gondola deck. He turns and scowls at the others.

"Oy! Who let you lot on board?" he demands.