The sound of engines chugging, coughing their oils and spitting steam filled the air. Clattering of metals, the slight grind of mechanical cogs and sprockets, the delightful song of his ship easing to a whisper as he pulled into the dock. Anchoring up was easy at this point after so many years, and this beautiful beast of a boat was his delight; his treasure; his most prized possession. If he didn't know how she hummed against the waves by now, he never would. But as they came to a halt, a very slight drift from left to right from the steady current, Gunnar could smell that London air.
It was like a bittersweet perfume to him now. London had been a second home to him - the mender of his darling Nereida, the caregiver to his crew. And yet, it was also a dwindling pit of turmoil. A reminder of how far he'd come, and how far he had left to go. With every visit back to London, he was faced with the realisation that his promises remained still unfulfilled. He had already said that the last journey would be the one they'd finally find the best treasure of all; he'd never told them what that treasure was; they all presumed it was just gold, regardless. But there was no gold to be had in the last venture either. This one had been a complete and utter failure.
Breathing in the pollution of the city that nursed him and and his ship, he docked, and laid down the plank to the land before stepping across. Already, he missed the sway of the water. A dock attendant approached, lifting his brows at Kaylock.
"Back so soon, Captain?" He spoke, a toothy grin following, clearly mocking the captain.
"Yes, quite. Wouldn't want to see you scrounging at the foot of a public house again. Must keep the needy and needless in jobs, you see." He quipped, then pulled out a crown piece from his pocket and held it to the steward. "Don't forget to polish the rigs this time."
He watched the man nod and smirk, pulling a cloth from his pocket and setting aboard the ship. Captain Kaylock looked among the dock, inhaling deeply, taking it all in once again.