So a little more about this. This is a work in progress about one point of view on a few Alt. historic events. It is mostly fiction. Some of the names have been changed or the places altered to protect the innocent or to not further annoy the guilty. Any opinions expressed here solely mine and don't represent much of anything other than that. I'll likely edit this more over time into a coherent story or group of stories. I know this timeline and the events don't reflect some people RP canon. That's fine.
REVISED -Chapter 1 - In the Shadow of the Clocktower or The one about Mondragon Ambassador and the Babbage Military Intelligence Chief
The Major was late. As he walked briskly down the boulevard, he could here the distant chimes of Clockwinder Tower alerting the city to the early morning hour. The fog was lifting a bit, but still smelled of soot and wood. The noises of grinding and churning from the brewery and the metals forge pierced the early morning. The trains rattled overhead. Two street sweeping Tik-Toks slowly swept the street and cleans the mixture of soot, ash, broken glass, feces and other unspeakable debris from last night off the sidewalk. He entered the Brunel hotel quickly. A security detail in the lobby ignored him as he walked directly to the staircase. So much for a discrete meeting. If we had to have so many soldiers as guards, why not meet at the ministry? When he arrived outside the suite, a uniformed Babbage Marine opened the door to allow him access to the conference room. The Mondragon Ambassador was seated nervously, while the Admiral paced. “Thank you for you coming, Major...
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