@ShadeStar
"You limped onto the ship," Cicada was glaring now.
"You limped onto the ship," Cicada was glaring now.
Joanna stopped when she realized there was blood trickling down her arm. 'Oh. Better go to the infirmary then.'
(She's so casual about it…)
(Ooh I know! What if he was arrested for attempted murder of Morrigan’s father since he cane after her?)
Joanna walked into the infirmary. "Hey, Lucian. When you're done with everyone else, could you take a look at this."
(YES!!!)
Lucian gave Joanna a quick thumbs up as he collected his needed tools to take care of the deep gash.
Daso glared right back at her, crossing his arms. "You've been on my back this whole time. You could've died because of me! Just stay out of my business, red."
(Awesome! Glad you like it!)
Morrigan studied him with cold eyesfor a moment. “Cade Lockwood was improsoned for attempted murder of my father.” It hurt just to say it.
"Inquisitor. Pistol I believe." Leah explained, moving her hands away from it. "As you can see, my small cut likes to bleed a lot."
"I doubt it's small."
(Awesome! Glad you like it!)
Morrigan studied him with cold eyesfor a moment. “Cade Lockwood was improsoned for attempted murder of my father.” It hurt just to say it.
Ryan shook his head, laughing a little. "That can't be true. And if it is, he was falsely accused. Cade's a nice guy." He hadn't really known his brother all that well…he hoped he was a nice guy. Otherwise, he should consider himself dead.
"It's small. Trust me." Leah waved her off, looking back at Lucian.
“It’s small, just a bit deep,” Lucian explained quickly. He handed two sleeping pills to Leah, picking up a small pair of tweezers. “Those things work fast, trust me.”
"Okay Daso," Cicada reached into her bag and pulled out a large chunk of gold, "At least I got this before everything went downhill."
Morrigan kept her tone even. “You’ve got the information you came for. Now leave.” She swallowed the pain in her voice.
Joanna sat down. "So how did you guys get caught?"
Ryan backed away. "Actually, I didn't. I still don't know where he is."
“Anjou. Cell 1390.”
"Ask Daso," Cicada responded, "I tried to save him and got caught. I don't know what lead to him getting caught."
"Back home…after all of this." Ryan mumbled, shaking his head. "Thanks." He looked around. "How exactly do you get off this thing?"
"I…" The image of his sister, face twisted with hatred, flashed through his mind. "I got in some trouble."
(I’m just going to say that Leah took them.)
Lucian waited for about three minutes or so, and eventually Leah was asleep. He got to work right away, keeping the wound open as she dug into it carefully with the tweezers. He eventually found the bullet and took it out, setting it aside on a tray. Because the blockage was gone, the wound seemed to seep out even more blood than before. He muttered to himself about her being extremely lucky as he opened his stitching kit with one hand, keeping pressure on the wound with the other.
“Go up to the deck and—-“ she froze, hearing voices. “Leag’s back.” She raced in the direction of the voice.
"Leah?" Ryan called out after her. He sighed, shaking his head. "Rookie mistake. Never leave a prisoner unsupervised." He picked up his knife and followed after the girl, looking around the rooms. Ryan found a small pouch of gold, which he stuffed in his pocket before leaving.
Lucian removed the blood soaked gauze from the wound, blood beginning to seep out again. He threaded a thick piece of string and began to carefully stitch up the wound, occasionally dabbing more blood out of the way, but it quickly formed again.
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