@ShadeStar
“Thank you,” Cicada told her with polite head nod of dismissal.
“Thank you,” Cicada told her with polite head nod of dismissal.
Riseley took off the coat, staying absolutely still, waiting for Brooke to come out. She probably won't see them anyway
Brooke have the captain a slight smile before walking out of the room. She glanced around, searching for someone. She didn't see them, so she simply made her way back to her cabin.
Riseley heaved a silent sigh of relief and trailed behind her, putting back on their coat
(I'm typing this on my teeny tiny phone. It's annoying as hell)
(srry about that, my dad's flight got cancelled and he had to use my laptop for work. How many pages did i miss?!)
(Lol. I'm on an iPod touch, so…)
Brooke heard footsteps behind her, and she turned around. Seeing Riseley, she sighed and crossed her arms.
"Is there something you need?"
(A lot. Um just hop in wherever. Be apart if the crew already or something.)
"No," they said, "In fact, I didn't even know you were there."
"Hm. Okay. Well, excuse me. I'm going to see my cat, now," Brooke stated before opening her door and stepping into her room.
"So you did more than just setting the whole place on fire then," they smirked, "What's it called?"
"I had no part in that. I was getting supplies," Brooke explained. "And his name is Onyx."
( Sits there eating popcorn. DOn't mind me.)
(Now that you mentioned popcorn, I probably would mind you)
"My…I had a cat too," they said, softly
Brooke frowned. "Had?"
( THows a piece of popcorn. Continue.)
(Don't tease, you evil human)
"It was a long time ago," they said, "And, you know, cats…die."
"Yeah… They do." Brooke paused for a moment, debating with herself about something. "Wait here for a second."
They raised their eyebrows, "OK."
But just in case, Riseley took out their daggers as Brooke left
Brooke stepped farther into her room and shut the door behind her. She called to Onyx, and the little cat jumped onto her bed and meowed at her.
"Well, hello, handsome," she greeted the cat with a smile. She picked him up, holding him gently in her arms. "Come on. We're going to visit somebody."
Brooke walked back out into the hall. "This is Onyx."
Hastily, Riseley sheathed their daggers as Brooke came out with - thank God - a cat, they had half-feared she would find a snake or tarantula, though they would never tell anyone that they are scared of them
"Put those away," Brooke sighed, shaking her head. "Do you want to see the cat or not?"
"Uh, yes," they replied.
Then, more gently, "Hi." they whispered to the cat
The black cat wriggled slightly in Brooke's arms, then let out a soft mew. Brooke smiled and scratched his head, and he immediately started purring.
"May I?" Riseley gestured
"If he'll let you. Remember, he was in a cage for who-knows-how-long," Brooke reminded them.
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