"Sole. The priests there can be. . . difficult." Leah explained, pushing herself up off the edge of the boat. She turned towards Kameo, regaining her normal composure. "Everyone's quite religious there, so we'll need to watch out. The crew can pillage a few places, and I need to talk to some old friends."
"Priests." Kameo groaned, "They're so religious and disapproving."
"We'll just have to watch out. No poison unless we absolutely need to." Leah added.
Joanna walked up deck. "Breakfast is ready y'all."
Kameo groaned again. He brightened up, "Bombs?"
(wait where are they?)
(I thought they were still on the ship.)
"Depends on the situation. I'm trying to not attract too much attention to ourselves." She replied, laughing at Kameo's excitement. "I'll need you to watch out for the crew."
( yeah, we're on the ship )
(Like where on the ship…)
"No!" Kameo wailed, "I made a new bomb prototype and I want to go blow up some priests!"
(…deck?)
( Leah, Daso and Kameo are on deck )
"We'll blow up some priests somewhere else." Leah laughed, nudging Kameo playfully. "Now, go get yourselves some breakfast."
(Okie dokie.)
“You want to do what now?” Alice asked, appearing. (… from…. somewhere. She’s been gone for 7 pages, I don’t know.)
(Joanna just walked up announcing breakfast.)
( I just realized, we need to find Kameo someone. )
"Trust me, Kam-Kam, my gorgeous chameleon," Daso sighed," bombs aren't always the answer."
"Chameleon? I haven't heard that since Ace left." Kameo blushed.
"Ah, Ace. . ." She grinned, looking at Kameo. "I remember him fairly well."
Daso grinned, winking. "You're adorable when you blush!" He teased.
Kameo fidgeted with his vial, blushing, "I remember him fairly well too. Particularly," he sighed a lovestruck sigh, "his violet eyes."
"All you and Ace would do was talk all day. I needed to yell to snap you guys out of your. . . love trance." Leah added, laughing.
"Shut up, Captain." Kameo glared at her and then traced dust off of the wooden mast, "He's gone now." he sighed.
"Awww," Daso breathed. "I'm a romantic you know. I think that's lovely."
"Not lovely when you're staring at your dead boyfriend's face," Kameo grumbled, folding his arms.
Leah leaned back against the post of the mast, tilting her hat down which caused her face to be even more shadowed. She knew that ace was a touchy subject. "Okay, okay. Fine." She replied, throwing her hands up in mock defeat.
"When have you not been romantic?" Leah grinned, looking over at Daso.
Daso froze. "Ah, my condolences, friend."
Kameo grunted and leaned back, preparing for an array of sadness to punch him any second now. And it did. Tears streamed down his face and Kameo held up a finger, "Excuse me." he wiped them off and stared into the water, trying to forget Ace's dead, bleeding face.
