A deep groan escapes Cassius’ lips as the rhythmic rattles of bell chimes deprive him of a sleep in. Opening a singular aqua eye to stare at the mechanical marvel that was his skeleton faced alarm clock with its swinging bronze hammer colliding between two silver bells. Reaching over with his large right palm and striking the top to cease its movement another groan escapes his lips. Oh, how he wished he could sleep in, but no, never could he rest when he is both employer and employee. Rolling onto his back, both eyes now open and focused upon the cracked paint on his ceiling for a moment until his hands reached up and began to rub the remnants of sleep away from his face. The harshness of his beard against his flesh causing him to grimace followed by the cotton mouth he had. Swinging his left leg out and onto the rugged floor of his bedroom, right soon following until his entire naked body sat upright only the thin cotton fabric of his bedsheets covering his nether regions.
Taking a moment to adjust to the world of the awake, Cassius brushes away his chocolate tresses away from his face with his left hand before gently slapping his cheek. With a deep breath, the strenuous task of exiting the bed completely lay before him and in protest another dissatisfied groan escaped his lips as he forced himself upright. Looking around for a moment, a soft smile spread across his features as the early morning sunshine caressed his skin bringing with it a gentle warmth. A signifier that summer was here. Taking a deep breath, Cassius stepped through his bedroom and to the right where a small washroom resides. The majority of the bathroom taken by a furnace, a pump and a bath. Opening the furnace and lighting it – still naked – Cassius watched as coals and tinder was swallowed by lashing tongues of flame. Thirty or so minutes later Cassius’ firm rump and muscular legs slide into the depths of his bath full of hot water. A soft sigh escapes his lips as he leans back, head against the rim of the bath. Taking a few minutes to relish in the warmth Cassius spoke calmly.
“Nothing beats a morning bath.”
The words rumble through his chest and past his lips as he took a rough bar of soap and began to wash his body. Muscles easily seen moving beneath his tattooed flesh, eyes closed as he does so. A deep hum soon following as he rhythmically washed himself. Once he was done, conditioner oils were used to clean and soften his chocolate tresses, beard and moustache. All the while his mind was all too consumed with plans for what he needed to work on today. An airship was due in for repairs soon, hopefully they would be a satisfied and returning customer for all services. Beyond that he had some… extracurricular jobs to attend too. However, they wouldn’t be completed until night fell. Returning to the world of the awake, Cassius dunked under the water before rising out seconds later. Now sufficiently washed, he wrapped his lower half with a towel and walked back towards his bedroom and his closet. Opening the double wooden doors to reveal a mirror on the left inside window and a row of tailored suits. Suits he had purchased and then altered himself to fit perfectly. Thinking of his options Cassius took a charcoal three piece off their respective hangers as well as a pair of black socks, cotton briefs and a pressed white shirt. The final pieces of his outfit a dark brown belt with matching square toe brown leather boot and a deep blue with silver spiral tie.
Taking his time to dress, Cassius looked towards his skeleton face clock and smiled softly. He was going to be early today.
“Where did I put my keys?”
He asks himself out loud as he looks about before finding them on the small desk against the wall of his bedroom. Picking them up and pocketing them in his vest pocket beside a silver twist pocket watch, Cassius grasped his coat and walked out of his small house. Being so close to the Airship port in Old Rose meant that he was close to his workshop. Which also meant a short enjoyable walk to and from work each day. Stepping outside, Cassius stopped just outside his door allowing his eyes to adjust to the sudden brightness of outside, before him laid a small garden bed and rusted fence. Stepping past that and onto the cobbled pathway, hands in his pocket Cassius began the short ten-minute walk. He could hear the airships coming and going, the scents here reminiscent of home, but with more beggars and addicts than he had ever seen. Stepping over their often passed out bodies on his way to work, a soft hum flowed from his lips as he continued until the port came into view. A large warehouse third down the left with a swinging cog sign with a large I in the middle came into view. Partitioned to have a store front at right of the warehouse with a large hangar door to the left for airship access that was currently locked. Stepping up to the store front door, the bronze lettering of INVICTUS ENGINEERING shined in the light. Opening the door and stepping inside, Cassius raised the blinds revealing to those who cared to look a multitude of handmade and engineered trinkets, patents and designs. Some for sale, others just there just to show what he was capable of producing. Stepping out the back of the shop, Cassius moved to unlock the large hangar door but not open them. From within fluorescent lights flickered into life alighting a rather vast empty space with only his tools and machinery lining the sides. A unique railing system was installed on the roof accessible by ladders and side walkways that allowed him to harness himself in and work atop the airships if need be.
“Hopefully today should bring me another ship to work on… Hopefully otherwise today will be long and boring.”
Cassius said to himself before stepping back into his office to begin working on what little projects he had left to do.