Nights Nation, 30 years before: 22:00 at night
Night fell on the sea, and although there were many pirates and admirals who preferred to anchor near the coast and rest until sunrise, the Night Nation had very different plans from the rest of the ships.
"The sun has fallen! Activate the maritime lights!" Ogden's voice was clear throughout the ship, and while the deck-hands prepared the light crystals to act as spotlights, the sailors who controlled the interior of the ship activated one of the greatest secrets that differentiated the Nights Nation from other ships.
The lower part of the Nights Nation had small windows that allowed observing the seabed and the surroundings, and with the ingenuity of Lyre and especially bright luminous crystals, they served as lamps to illuminate the nearby waters and have control of the navigation even in the darkest night.
"Captain, seabed illuminated and spotlights ready to continue our journey!" The helmsman Sharaf went on deck, heading straight for Ogden. Of the crew that was formed for the mission of the tribe of the seas, only Sharaf and his team of helmsmen, climatologists and cartographers stayed with Ogden when he returned to the seas as a pirate. Was it because of pride? For devotion to his captain? For fear of reprisals from senior officials? Ogden never intended to interrogate his old friend, so the question remained for the viewer.
"Good job, Sharaf, lower the sails in half and keep calm, guys! I have no intention of letting the Sea-runners discover us!" Ogden sat in his seat next to the mainsail, while his men dutifully carried out the orders and Sharaf returned to the helm. Actually, Ogden had no reason to not enter his room to dine like others, but the proximity to the territory of the tribe of the seas made him stay alert more than normal.
"Capitan Ogden, according to the cartographer, we will arrive at the coast where Bahia del Sol is located in 5 hours!" Lyre left the helm building with the sheet with the estimates for Ogden, although the Iloa of the sands denied him with his head. "You should bother reading the estimates, captain!"
"I have you for that, Lyre, you're the ship's manager for something!" Ogden laughed as he looked at the horizon. The captain could not have more desire to meet those beings called "Humans", and although he had no intention of fulfilling the contract, that Brolx deserved at least see them try.
"You have a lot of confidence in my abilities, captain, but I'm sure that Sharaf or Swaia would do a job equal to or better than mine, not in vain... Swaia was the previous administrator and Sharaf is the helmsman!" Lyre tried to keep giving reasons, but Ogden's hand caressing her head stopped her.
"Swaia has always said that she is a hunter and not an administrator, so if she went back to doing your job, you can take it for granted that she would do it badly and without desire!" Ogden's words were enough to make Lyre smile, as he climbed agilely to the mast to get a better view of the sea. "You're going to make my j-
"OGDEN! DALIA! I KNOW YOU ARE INSIDE! OPEN NOW!" Elsa pounded the door of the building with force and insistence, almost making her tremble in the process.
Back to the present
(Or to the future, it depends on how you look at it)
"Wow, she's taken me out of the narrative! ! And I'm about to tell the joke of that day! The joke of the century!" Ogden laughed as Dalia tried to roll away from the entrance, only to stop to hear how Elsa managed to break the lock on the door. (Blocking ... it really was only two pots, but we could call it blocking.
"DALIA! DONT ATTEMPT TO FLEE!" Elsa stepped at full speed under Ogden's legs, jumping over her daughter's wheelchair and stopping her with her halberd. "Miss, you never know when to surrender, right?"
Dalia tried to turn the wheelchair, but Elsa was much faster, driving the halberd into one of the wheels. "Damn it! Ahhh... mom! What are you doing... ahhh... you here?"
"Look, little bug... you cant even talk and your face is completely red... you have to go home and rest, do it for me... please" Elsa climbed carefully to one of the wheels of the chair, sitting on the armrest and caressing her daughter's cheek.
Dalia sighed, glancing at her mother. As much as I screwed up, mom was right... "Okay... I'll go home..."
Elsa nodded in relief, as she marked something on her phone and got off the armrest. "Mommy is on the way, so let's wait for her at the private exit of the building, okay?" Beginning to push the wheelchair, Elsa took the opportunity to tell Fiona to release Sarah.
"You too, mom?... But the press conference-" "I've already done it! It's been express, but the journalists and the taxpayers have been satisfied! Now we just need you, Ogden, to talk about your work as director of the naval fleet!" Ogden nodded silently, leaving the building as fast as he could to prevent Elsa's wrath from falling on he... wrath that I provoked... fuuuuck ...
And so, Sarah, mom and I wait for Mommy's car in the private parking lot. As soon as we got home, Mom and Mommy agreed that they would reprimand me another day, and for today they let me rest and sleep in my room. The last thing I heard was how they reprimanded Sarah for agreeing to take me out on the street in my state- Sarah deserves an apology tomorrow...
Today I cant continue... I'm going to cut this failed chapter around here and I'll try again somehow tomorrow.