forum The Andromeda (Pirate RP//closed)

Started April 11, 2018 by Deleted user

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Morrigan stayed there for a long time, mind flitting back and forth from her wound to Lucian. God, he had no idea how much she liked him.

Kameo spent hours in his lab, shaking his father out of his mind. He didn't even deserve to be called father.

Kameo came upstairs, deciding to pay a trip to Lucian and the medbay.

As the sun climbed up the sky, Joanna set to work making breakfast.

Morrigan sat straight up in bed, sweat dripping from her forehead. Her pulse raced, and her eyes were still wide with fear. Another nightmare. Stupid Morrigan.

Kameo leaned against Morrigan's doorway, smiling, "Hey Morri. How are you doing today?" he was bleeding in various places as he ran a hand through his wet hair. "I'm doing well."

Morrigan jumped. “Kameo, you scared me! What happened to you?!” She stayed in bed, not even considering stepping out in her nightdress. She pulled the covers up to her neck and sat up properly.

"I got shot at a few times." he grinned, "It was fun. I even got to test out a new poison."

Her eyes widened slightly, but she was used to his carefree demeanour by now. “You should get Lucian to check that out!” She quickly his her injured arm, realizing that he could see every one of the day-old cuts on her arm. F**k.

"Your arm okay?" Kameo took a step closer, brow wrinkled and completely ignoring that Morrigan's advice. "Have you talked to Lucian?" he frowned, "It looks self-inflicted."

Morrigan swore inwardly, knowing that she would punish herself for this later, somewhere Lucian wouldn’t check. She pretended to be confused. “Self inflicted? What makes you think that?”

"I studied scars for a while, the way the scars are positioned, the markings, and the cut itself, I mean, correct me if I'm wrong, but it just looks like you cut yourself." Kameo shrugged and stole a look at Morrigan's arm again.

Morrigan stuffed it underneath the covers. “Well, O didn’t. Why on earth would I do something like that?”

"I don't know, why would you?" Kameo leaned down. "Is there something you want to tell me Morrigan?"

Leah chucked at his joke and turned towards Daso, her green eyes studying him. She sensed that something was off. "What's wrong. . .?"

"I was just worried for you, darling captain," he tried to convince her. He was good at hiding things from most people, but her unnerving eyes had an odd effect on him. He wasn't sure how much longer he could keep up his cheerful façade.

She wouldn't answer. Kameo sighed and left the room, trying to avoid the Captain so she wouldn't tell him to go to the medbay even though his body hurt.

"Last time I went to Trieste," Leah started, brushing back a strand of hair behind her ear. "I couldn't even hold my sword or walk straight. My crew looked at me for orders, but I couldn't even talk. I know what it's like to go back to your old home. . ."

He walked towards the end of the ship, salty wind blowing through his wet, dark hair.

So she saw right through him. Just as he thought. "…I'll be fine, Leah," he whispered, dropping his comedic voice and taking on a tone of sincerity. "I'll be fine."