The Andromeda (Pirate RP//closed)

"Really? I couldn't tell. There's so much metal I couldn't tell."

"Really? I couldn't tell. There's so much metal I couldn't tell."

"Heavy metal musician, duh. And also a lot of weight lifting."

"Hmm. I believe you're in my kitchen. So get out."

"Hey, don't shoot the messenger!"

(Can I make a second RP to keep Jared in line?)

"I don't know what you mean by that, but I will shoot you if you don't leave my kitchen."

"And I'll eat the bullet."

(Can I make a second RP to keep Jared in line?)

(It will help a lot.)

"Out."

"Seriously, bullets don't taste half bad!"

"I don't care Jar, get out!"

"And what I mean by don't shoot the messenger is don't get pissy when I say that I don't give two fucks about anyone's death."

(Can I make a second RP to keep Jared in line?)

(It will help a lot.)

(Is that okay?)

"Just get out of the kitchen! I'm frickin aware of that! Bugger off!" She pointed at the door.

"B-b-bu-bugger…. off!!!!" she burst out laughing.

(I'm gonna make a second RP to keep Jared in line.)

(You have to ask the creator of the RP)

(It's like the F word Abigail. Now please make Jared leave.)

( Yeah, that's fine Abigail )

Leah sat down on a cot as one of the doctors began to work on her wound. "Sorry, it keeps acting up. It doesn't help that I keep moving around. . . but I don't really have anyone to talk to around here." She said, looking up at Daso and Cicada.

"You know I'm always willing to talk to pretty girls, cap," Daso teased, sitting next to her.

Leah sat down on a cot as one of the doctors began to work on her wound. "Sorry, it keeps acting up. It doesn't help that I keep moving around. . . but I don't really have anyone to talk to around here." She said, looking up at Daso and Cicada.

Kameo. Kameo can talk.

Leah laughed, looking over at him. "I can't really talk to myself, either. . . then the doctors start to worry."

"And I really don't know anything about you two," Cicada shrugged sitting down on the cot next to them.

(Abigail, I'm waiting for Jared to leave.)

"What's there to know? I flirt, I talk, I sing." Daso shrugged, laughing.

Invalid Character (Silver Pale. This is him)

(Is he okay?)

( Yeah, he's great! )

"I'm sure there's more," Cicada laughed with him, "I mean I told you about where I came from. It's courtesy to do the same don't you know?"