Leah looked over the page, worried that the chemicals might have been affecting him. Kameo had looked a little off when he had come into the infirmary. She looked through the file. Healthy.
Leah glanced over a few of the files and decided to leave the rest for tomorrow. She stood up and tipped her hat at Lucian, walking towards the deck to check on the stowaway and Daso.
"Do we ever get to learn your name?" Daso wondered. "Maybe I'd quit calling you evil twin if I knew what you were really called."
"No," Cicada responded, "I'm the only one who knows my name, and that's how I like it."
"Evil twin it is." Daso shrugged.
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Lucian nodded in response, his jaw clenched. Of course he noticed that she read through a few people’s personal files. He supposed that she could be allowed to, considering she was the Captain. Anyone else, and he would have smacked the file from their hands and yelled until he felt they got the idea that these were private medical files for his eyes only.
Leah walked onto the deck, the wind blowing through her red hair. She looked over the edge of the boat, peering down at the water.
"It's accurate," Cicada pointed out.
"Cap! Tell me you've come to save me." He grinned and waved at Leah.
"What's there to save you from?" Leah called back, looking towards the sea. There weren't any ships so far and the coast was a hazy outline. Hopefully they wouldn't run into any Civian ships.
"Me," Cicada grinned at the captain, "Hello!"
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Now that Lucian was alone in his office, he decided to run the tests on the two blood samples.
(I gtg. Goodnight guys!)
"I'll leave you two gorgeous redheads to chat," Daso said. He headed off into his cabin to give them some space to talk.
"She seems okay." Leah replied, walking towards them, a small smile playing on her lips. "And, I'm sure you can take care of yourself, Daso."
( See ya! I actually need to sleep too. )
"Good bye Devil child!" Cicada said to Daso.
( See ya! I actually need to sleep too. )
(Same though. Want to leave it here?)
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While Lucian waited, knowing it would take a bit, he leaned back, adding a new page to Leah’s file. He thought for a moment before labeling it Possible Living Relations.
"By the way, the rite of passage is when I get so annoyed I stab, shoot, or otherwise maim you. Unofficial but generally how it goes."
(Yo, I missed a lot. Where can I jump in?)
(Whoah, Same! And Lucian checks out Mor’s butt? Damn)
That whole time, Morrigan was curled up in a ball on her office floor trying to dispel the first hallucinations she’d had in at least a month.
(Who’s on?)
(I am.)
Okay)
(Hello?)
(Hi!)
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(is this still open? It seems like a cool story and I was wondering if I could join?)
(Hi Puff! The title says open, so I assume so. You can post your thing now or wait for @Nessie to come back, can’t wait to see your character!)
