forum The Andromeda (Pirate RP//closed)

Started April 11, 2018 by Deleted user

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"I want my son." Alpha looked up at her. "I want my son."

"I want my son." Alpha looked up at her. "I want my son."

"I want my son." Alpha looked up at her. "I want my son."

"Why," Leah answered slowly, instead of snapping, You're not going to get him. She knew what it was like wanting your family back.

"He's all I have left. My last tie towards sanity. The remnant of my wife. I need his. . .help. I'm not who I used to be. My son. . .he can help me go back to the way I was." his voice was choked and his words were measured carefully.

Leah bit her bottom lip as she thought, glancing around the ship until she finally settled her gaze back on Alpha. She could talk to Kameo about it, but she was doubtful that he would accept. After all, he had been through. . . maybe seeing his Cryg father wasn't the best. "I'll think about it," Leah sighed after a long pause. "Did anyone on your crew have anything against Cicada Cardoso?"

"Not that I know of. Maybe. . .Kalm? He had a real thing fro catching ya'll. I think he just wanted the money."

"Not that I know of. Maybe. . .Kalm? He had a real thing fro catching ya'll. I think he just wanted the money."

Leah nodded, glancing up towards the ocean, but quickly returning her gaze towards the man. "Anything else you want to tell me?" She asked, tapping her foot on the deck.

"No." for a minute there, he did not look like Alpha, leader of the Crygs, instead, he looked like a broken man, who'd lost everything.

(Sorry, I wasn't on for a while)

Leah nodded faintly and turned around, walking back towards the infirmary. Hopefully, Cicada had turned up already.

(HAHAHAHAHA Good joke. Cicada being in the infirmary I mean. Not you being gone, that's perfectly fine! We all need off time.)

Cicada surveyed her surroundings. There was a boy in the cell across from her. She tested her voice out as she said, "Hello?"

He never wanted to see his dad's face ever again. Kameo stared at the ceiling, a blank expression on his face. Where had his days of laughing and destroying Leah in poker gone? His days of making poisons and bombs and getting excited when they turned out well? His smile and brightly lit eyes? Oh. They'd died along with Ace.