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Started April 11, 2018 by Deleted user

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Daso leaned in a bit. "Well, maybe I'll have to teach you, Captain."

Morrigan sighed, sitting cross legged in the floor of her tiny office and trying to untangle a mistake in her star charts. Her whole body ached slightly due to her wounds, per usual, but the gashes on her stomach and arm didn’t hurt so much. She ran her fingers through her tangled mass of hair, pulling it over one shoulder and dipping her dove-feather quill in her inkwell, hand hovering over the roll of parchment. The harder she tried to concentrate, the more distracted she became by thoughts of tomorrow, until she couldn’t stand it anymore and got up, padding over to her small circular window. The sea was a dark gray-blue, relatively still but foreboding, almost as if it was predicting what was to come. Morrigan rubbed her tired eyes, worried sick about Kameo. What if he gets hurt? What if he doesn’t come back?

(I love Daso and Leah's relationship.)

Same lol)

Leah tilted her head to the side. "And how do you plan on doing that?"

"Like this." Daso wrapped his arm around her waist, hesitantly, asking permission with his gentleness. He held out his other hand to her.

Kameo laughed, "Maybe."
"I'm sorry."
"Why?"
Ace's face fell, "You saw me die and now you're going to watch me die again." he pointed at a patch of his skin, gray and rotting. "I'm dying."

Leah stepped closer, placing her hand in his. "I'm going to warn you. . . I have no experience, at all."

Chipped black nails digging into the wood that rimmed her porthole, Morrigan scanned the shoreline of Divo for any sign of Kameo, stomach clenched with worry and fear. What’s taking him so long?!, she fretted, pacing up and down the length of her cozy office, eyes trailing distractedly over the beautifully painted charts and plots hanging on her walls. Finally, she crouched down in front of a small wooden box painted with puffs of a galaxy and unlocked it with the silver key that always hung around her neck, removing a handmade and self-bound book of poetry. Leaning against the wall, she flipped through it, searching for comfort in the words.

This particular book was filled with carefully inked and copied poetry she’d collected from all around Dalia, all her favorites bound together by a piece of painted and embossed leather. Many of the other books in the box contained her own poetry, but this book was the one that brought her the most comfort. Morrigan took a deep breath, flipping to her favourite page.

"Like this." Daso wrapped his arm around her waist, hesitantly, asking permission with his gentleness. He held out his other hand to her.

Oml

"That's fine," Daso whispered, "just follow my lead. It's just a waltz."

"No, no, no, no, no." he sat Ace up, "I'm making sure that you won't die on me again."
Ace coughed blood and gave a weak smile. Kameo's heart thumped rapidly and he slung Ace over his shoulder, taking him back with him.
"We're together now. And that's all that matters."

Joanna lay in her hammock, absent-mindedly tracing the shoulder where her tattoo was. Kameo should have been back by now. Joanna sat up and decided to bake something to take her mind off the stress. She wondered what the others were doing.

"That's fine," Daso whispered, "just follow my lead. It's just a waltz."

(Oh this is swell)

Leah nodded, following along with his steps. "You make it look so easy."

Cicada took out one of her daggers and began to sharpen it against the other, to pass the time.

"It's just because I've been doing it for a while," he said. "You've been doing it for thirty seconds and you're already good. You're quite graceful." He smiled sweetly.

Kameo placed his gas mask onto Ace's face and laid him down in the rowboat, rowing furiously back to the ship as Ace laughed at himself because he looked ridiculous in a gas mask.

Cicada had hopped onto the row boat and had hidden well consider she wasn't noticed yet.

Kameo blushed, "You don't look ridiculous." and Ace stared at him, smiling.
"I know." Ace winked, "I look as sexy as ever."
"Scratch that, you look ridiculous."

"Graceful. Right." She smirked, looking up at him.

Cicada almost gagged with how the two males were acting. Not because they were dudes, but rather because they were being all lovey dovey.

Cicada almost gagged with how the two males were acting. Not because they were dudes, but rather because they were being all lovey dovey.

(Good clarification. I thought you were hating on our #1 ship )

Cicada almost gagged with how the two males were acting. Not because they were dudes, but rather because they were being all lovey dovey.

(Good clarification. I thought you were hating on our #1 ship )

(I figured that statement need clarification. Cicada's Ace and Aro, she has a particular dislike for love. Maybe she'll get used to it, maybe.)

"I wouldn't lie to you, cap," Daso said shrugging a bit. He twirled her suddenly. Her hair flowed as she whirled. He couldn't take his eyes off her. "See?" He said, catching her. "Graceful."