The Andromeda (Pirate RP//closed)

(I'm back)

(Hello!)

(I was at a charity function, packing up food for Puerto Rico kids without food, excuse me if I was gone)

( God, I missed a lot)

Leah had fallen asleep on the wooden desk in the captain's quarters, her head resting on her arms and her hair falling around her face. Half a bottle of whiskey was resting next to her and pieces of parchment were strewn across the wood. The alcohol didn't make anything better, it just made it easier for Leah to forget.

(Nah, man it's cool.)

(I have something planned for when we get to Sole, can we time skip)

( In a sec. I think Leah needs to find out about Cicada. Sadly, right now she kinda drank. . . )

(Oh no. Join us on the deck whenever.)

( Watch Joanna yell at Leah again xD )

(RIP Leah. She lived a good life.)

( Here Lies Leah Cardoso
The One Who Crossed
Joanna )

Kameo needed someone's blood. "Captain?!"

Kameo needed someone's blood. "Captain?!"

(Almost forgot about Kameo's quest for blood.)

Leah didn't wake up at the sound of Kameo's voice.

( Ah, a quest for blood. )

Kameo waltzed into Captain's room and dumped a glass of sea-water on her head, "CAPTAIN."

Leah looked up slowly, peeking over her arms, her red hair wet from the sea-water. "Huh?"

"Can you lay your arm out, like this?" he took her arm and laid it on the table. "I need your consent first. Your blood, Captain?"

(I’m back!)

Morrigan nodded. “Alright then. When you’re done work, maybe we can hang out?”, she asked Alice.

(I’m back!)

Morrigan nodded. “Alright then. When you’re done work, maybe we can hang out?”, she asked Alice.

Hai

(I drew a picture of Ace)

Cicada and Daso were standing together on the deck in silence. Both of them staring into the sea.

(I was at a charity function, packing up food for Puerto Rico kids without food, excuse me if I was gone)

That’s really good of you!

(Do you guys want to see it)

(I drew a picture of Ace)

ooh can you post it?)

(It's not really his face, more like his back)

(Of course!)

(Do you guys want to see it)

(Yeah! )

(Give me an hour)

"Can you lay your arm out, like this?" he took her arm and laid it on the table. "I need your consent first. Your blood, Captain?"

"Blood. . . yes, right." Leah said drowsily, sticking her arm out.