The Andromeda (Pirate RP//closed)

(Ah, I missed so much, does anyone want to give me a summary so I don’t have to read through all of this lmao)

(Baseline is Ace has returned and Cicada has stowed away on the ship. But she got caught threatened the Leah and Daso, and now is in the infirmary eating. Good enough?)

(Yes, thank you!)

(I am, but idk how to contribute atm. I mean, your oc is in the infirmary area and that’s where Lucian works so I guess they could talk in the mean time?)

(Alright)

Lucian was cleaning off his tools when he noticed the new arrival being led into the medical center. He frowned, thinking it was the captain at first, and he jogged over. But once he got closer, he noticed the faint differences in the features. Why did they look so alike? He thought to run a DNA test on a blood sample to be sure. He picked up a syringe, looking at the needle. “You’ll need to let me draw a bit of blood, ma’am.”

Lucian grabbed onto the woman’s arm in an attempt to hold her relatively still. “I just need to test something. Now hold still, I don’t want to have to sedate you,” he send in a level tone.

Lucian exhaled sharply as he looked at the knife. He slowly lowered the needle. “Alright, I’m letting you go,” he said, slowly letting his hand leave her arm. Suddenly, his arm with the needle jerked, smacking her wrist that held the knife away. His other hand moved, picking up a scalpel and stabbing it into the skin just above her left knee. “Someone bloody grab her!” He shouted to a few other men who were in the room, and they rushed over, holding onto the woman so Lucian could jab the syringe into her upper arm.

Lucian took a bit of her blood, then set the syringe aside. He set aside the bloody scalpel, muttering something about having to disinfect it. “This would be so much easier if you would calm down. Like I said, I will sedate you for the time being if needed while I work,” he said in a calm, but stern, tone.

“I am not able to tell you about that, ma’am,” Lucian shot back, bringing over a small swab and microscope.

“Simply medical protocol,” Lucian responded, putting a bit of the blood on the swab and looking in the microscope for anything strange before the DNA test.

“Not while I’m working, no,” Lucian said slowly, leaning back from the microscope.

“Sorry if it hurts, but you are a violent patient. I should put you under amnesia for trying to assault me,” Lucian said, putting the microscope back.

Lucian exhaled and rubbed the bridge of his nose in thought. “Fine. But if you move to injure these men or myself I will put you under,” he said in a cool tone, motioning for the men to release her, and they did so.

Lucian had picked up the dagger and stuck it in the waistband of his trousers. “Definetly not happening,” he responded. “I’m not giving you them much leverage, I wouldn’t prefer to have my throat slit today.”