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(Yeah, it was inspiring)
(Yeah, it was inspiring)
(It was.)
(I loved it)
(So what should she do now?)
(Talk to Kam-Kam)
(Yes. Provide emotional support for the Kam Kam. I can't, cause I kidnapped my fricking character.)
(Okie then)
Joanna walked into the infirmary. "Hey Kam. You holding up alright?"
"Not really." He couldn't lie to Jo. She saw through all of that.
Joanna sat down next to him. She hadn't been expecting a positive answer. "I'm here if you want to talk about anything." She said.
(Yessss my favorite bromance ship :D)
(Yesssssssssssssssssssssss.)
Kameo huffed. "My da-Alpha's here. Acting all high and upity. Like he didn't kill my mom years ago. Like he didn't bury her dead corpse behind the house. Like he didn't hurt her even before she was de-murdered by him. How can he act so happy?"
Joanna shrugged. "Cus he's lost his marbles? I mean, that's usually what the cray crays are like."
"He's drunk. Probably taking drugs too." Kam spat at the floor, eyes filled with burning hatred. His stump of a leg was so. . . disheartening. Everything had been taken from him. Everything.
"Wow, double whammy. I'm glad I got to whack him upside the head."
(We bump it!)
Kam laughed. "I loved that part."
Joanna chuckled. "The spotlight of my life!"
"Hey, Jo, wanna go on a platonic date? We're stopping in. . .Trieste soon, right? I heard they have an amazing theatre there. We should check it out." Kameo grabbed a piece of cloth and tied his hair back into a ponytail.
"Yeah, that'd be swell!" Joanna grinned. "I haven't been to a theatre in forever."
"Platonic soulmates for life." He held up a fist, going in for a fist-bump.
Joanna's fist met his. "Absolutely!"
The boy didn't respond, however another perpetrator entered the holding area. Brecken. Cicada's face morphed into a snarl as he entered the cell and walked towards her. He grabbed her hands harshly and chained them to the wall above her. He smiled down at her body.
"It's been awhile 'captain'," he said.
Cicada snarled, "What do you want?"
He frowned slightly, "Can't I just say hello?"
"No," Cicada glared at him, "You need something backstabber."
He sighed, "It's quite simple. You're alive and I need you dead. Though I'm wondering if using you as blackmail."
Cicada became wide eyed, "You wouldn't."
He smiled, "No it's too much fun to watch you bleed to death."
He sunk a dagger into her gut and twisted it. He left it there as he left the cell softly laughing under his breath. Cicada's breathing became heavier and she could feel the blood welling up in her throat.
(Joanna: Can I whack him?)
(Cicada: Do it.
Remember Joanna isn't on the same ship as her.
Cicada: Crap.)
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