@blue_topaz
Morrigan waited for Lucian by the bow of the ship, brow furrowed in thought.
Morrigan waited for Lucian by the bow of the ship, brow furrowed in thought.
Lucian noticed Morrigan and made his way over, leaning back against the rail. “Are you sure you want to do this?” He asked.
He sighed. "I'm not sure. I don't think Cade would be here. If he is, we would have found him by now." Ryan grinned at her. "Besides, I'm getting attached to you guys."
Morrigan nodded. “Yeah, there’s something I need to get.” She wrapped her fingers around the little pouch she’d just tied around her neck. “Could I get a sling for my arm before we go?”
"Aw, that's sweet of you. The feeling's mutual." She gazed across to the shore. "I'm restocking on some provisions today, care to join me?"
Ryan shrugged. "Why not? First though, I need to say hi to my family. It's been six years since I've seen them."
She nodded. "Totally get ya. Family's important. I'm going to quick go get my list. K?"
Cicada walked off the boat onto the shore. She immediately started sprinting away from the city and farther along the beach where she remembered the fateful events happening. It didn't take her long to arrive there, five graves laid on the shore.
“Yeah, of course,” Lucian responded. He motioned for Morrigan to follow him as he went back below deck. He shifted through a few boxes, and eventually found a grey colored sling. He adjusted her arm so he could slip it onto her, balancing the strap on the other shoulder, across her chest. “How does that feel?”
"Alright. I'll wait for you here."
“Snug.”, she replied. “I can feel my arm now, so it’s etting better. Can’t move it yet though.” She paused, checking her belt and boot to make sure she was armed with at least four daggers, trying to hide her anxiety.
The graves read; River, a crewmate to never forget; Zanna, proof your past doesn't define you; James, the best first mate anyone could have asked for; Breeze, a companion for life; and 'She Devil' may she learn from her mistakes.
“I’m sure the nerves will start working soon enough,” Lucian said. “You ready?” He continued, looking at her softly.
(frick there goes my heart thanks @ShadeStar)
Joanna nodded and went below deck. She unlocked the kitchen. As she picked up the list, she scribbled down maple syrup. That always tasted good on pancakes. After she tucked it into her pocket, she pulled her cloak on and grabbed a frypan. Good weapon. Not terribly suspicious. She stepped out of the kitchen and locked it.
(Thanks for the water works ShadeStar.)
Ryan patted the knife on his belt. I hope this'll do…maybe I can pick up something from dad later.
No. “Yes.”, she replied, going back up to the deck and checking to make sure he was following.
Joanna got back to Ryan. "Alrighty. Let's go, kiddo!"
(Your welcome.)
Joanna nodded and went below deck. She unlocked the kitchen. As she picked up the list, she scribbled down maple syrup. That always tasted good on pancakes. After she tucked it into her pocket, she pulled her cloak on and grabbed a frypan. Good weapon. Not terribly suspicious. She stepped out of the kitchen and locked it.
Rapumzel is that you?
(Nope! Just Joanna the Cook!)
"Kiddo? I'm eighteen, thank you very much." Ryan joked, making his way onto solid ground. Thank god, no more seasickness for now.
Lucian did his best to stay right by Morrigan. One of his hands was tucked into the pocket, lightly feeling the small, medical blade. Sure, it wasn’t the more prefered weapon, but it could be used at close range, and he knew exactly where to slice at if it was needed.
(I have to go in forty five minutes for about two and a half hours, just a heads up. Please don’t do all of Anjou without me! I have an idea..)
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