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Remi decides that being in front of a Gatling gun probably isn't a good place to be even for the black ship, so he steers it around to the side of the pavilion.
"If charging up San Juan hill isn't to your taste, Dash," Remi calls back to Dash, "how about a spot of tent diving!"
Dash swings his head around to glare at Remi,
"It was Kettle Hill we Rough Riders ran up, you Algerian Pirate! The Buffalo Soldiers of the 10th Cavalry took San Juan Hill!"
"And while I may be a Blueblood, Remi, I'm an American Blueblood, not some inbred, aristocratic, European Blueblood! I am not crazy!" Dash shouts over the sound of the engines floating in through the open window,
"Even if you get this airship down close to the tent top, making for a short drop to the tent, if the fabric doesn't hold and I break through, it's a long fall to the ground through the tent!"
Dash looks over at the clockwork brass dragon perched nearby, and points at it.
"And who's going to watch the Vril Death Dragon if I jump out? That thing could detonate the gasbags at any moment!"
Dash turns back to the window and looks out - just catching sight of Grimsby and Bellgrove entering the main tent, below.
"Dammit, I've trained to be a sailor - falling is something we try to avoid!" Dash shouts in frustration, turning back to Remi,
"Alright Remi, get the ship as low as you can - get it to hover right over the tent, if you can!"
Dash steps over to the door in the side of the airship's control cabin and slides it open, increasing both the wind and the noise level in the cabin.
"And keep an eye on that clockwork!" Dash shouts back at Remi while pointing at the brass dragon,
"Don't let it get to the gasbags!"
Dash readies himself at the open door, reaching into a pocket of his jodhpurs and pulling out his penknife. With penknife in his left hand and Mauser in his right, Dash watches the tent top approach as Remi brings the airship closer.
Using his experience in the rigging of company clipper ships, Dash waits for the best time, then leaps out and down towards the top of the tent with a battle cry of
"Lord Jesus Christ Save Me-e-e-e-e-e-e-e. . . . ."