forum The Andromeda (Pirate RP//closed)

Started April 11, 2018 by Deleted user

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"Sole." Leah replied, looking towards the water. She leaned over the side of the boat, watching the stars reflect on the clear surface. Leah glanced at Daso. "It's your old home, correct?"

(aw bye):

Joanna crossed her arms. "I found a cheese knife with blood on it."

(aww bye)

"Sole." Daso still smiled, clasping his hands behind his back so she wouldn't notice the way his fingers moved nervously around his bracelet. "That's…yeah. That's my old place. A place where no one goes to hell, but it's boring as hell. Get it?" He cracked up at his own stupid joke, his laugh a bit unhinged.

“Blood, you say? Interesting.. That wasn’t me, though, I have my own special tools for cutting and slicing,” Lucian said. He obviously had an idea of who had used the knife, but he wasn’t about to give Morrigan away for it.

anyone on?)

"I'm aware you have your own tools, Lucian. I'm asking if you know who did and whether or not they're okay." A far off look reached Joanna's face. "I don't anyone to suffer alone."

“Of course I know who,” Lucian said, “but I’m not at liberty to say who. I’ve treated them and they are physically better now.” He leaned against his desk, collecting a few other papers that he has written other observations about Morrigan on, stuffing them away calmly.

Joanna nodded. "Okay. Good Night." She said, walking back out on to the deck.

Morrigan caught sight of Joanna out on the deck but payed her no mind. Suddenly, she realized her mistake. She had forgotten to wash her blood off the cheese knife.

Joanna leaned against the ship's rail. She spotted Morrigan and waved at her. "Heya Morrigan."

Morrigan swore inwardly, plastering a fake smile to her face and waving. "Hey, Joanna!" It wasn't that she had anything against Joanna, of course not, she just didn't trust herself enough to socialize and not give anything away at the moment.

"What have you been up to? You didn't join us on land."

Sh*t. "The Captain asked me to stay back and plot out our next course.", she lied, glad that she'd had time to reinstate her previously crumbled walls before talking to anybody after Lucian.

Joanna shrugged. "Okay. Well, I'm off to bed."

Morrigan nodded, pulling her thick black hair over one shoulder and making sure the stitched-up gash on her arm was concealed. "Did you get hurt?"

Joanna shook her head. "No, I didn't thankfully."

"Good." Morrigan leaned against the rail, the wind whipping her hair around and exposing the long scar on her neck, and old scar.

I don’t think she’d find it out of the ordinary)

(K)
Joanna smiled and turned, heading down deck.