The Andromeda (Pirate RP//closed)

Invalid Character (Silver Pale. This is him)

(His name is too cute!! He seems like such a nice character)

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

(I'm still waiting…)

Silver walked in, a little late, sleepy. When he saw the kitchen, he assumed WW7 had happened while he was gone. "Jared, what did you do?"

"Definitely a flirter." She sighed, looking towards Cicada. "Well, interesting things about me. . . I used to sing."

Daso considered. The bracelet felt heavy in his pocket. He kept smiling. "You already know I grew up on Sole and they hate me now. Lets see. I'm a stowaway, I used to be in the navy."

Joanna turned to Silver. "She was being a jerk and nearly got killed for it."

Invalid Character (Silver Pale. This is him)

(His name is too cute!! He seems like such a nice character)

(Thanks! He's incompetent at fighting but generally nice.)

"Oh. She does that. Come along, my dear friend. Go to your room and I'll get us some coffee." he said, giving Jared a firm death glare.

"Navy?" Leah asked, raising a brow.

"Leah, I can not sing," Cicada spoke honestly, "And the navy really Daso?"

Daso smirked at her. "I'll tell you all about if you sing something."

Joanna watched them leave. She turned and locked the door to the kitchen. She walked off to find Kam.

"I refuse to sing." She frowned, wincing a little as the doctor fixed her stitches.

Silver unlocked the kitchen, he was a chef. He made some coffee and his favorite food: Scrambled Eggs with American Cheese.

(Um, Joanna is the only one that has the key to the kitchen.)

"Why not sis?" Cicada smirked at her, "Scared?"

"Sing to me!" Daso begged. "Please. I'll love it even if you sound terrible. Which you won't."

(Um, Joanna is the only one that has the key to the kitchen.)

(Oh, sorry. Can she leave it unlocked?)

"A little." She said, looking at them sheepishly.

(No. She's been locking the door because someone (Morrigan) had been borrowing knives to hurt herself with.)

(#Platonic)
Kameo curled up in his bed, hugging Ace's teddy-bear to his chest, staring at the ceiling and making prayers.
Holy Nyctea, please guide Ace's spirit on his journey to Fyom. Let the saints bless his soul and have him live an eternal happy life. Goddess Sol, please instill Ace with contentedness and prosperity while he lives in Fyom. Don't let Aulos and his wicked ways reach him. Also, this will be my last prayer to you all, as I do not believe in praying to cruel gods.

"Don't be," Cicada smiled.

Silver unlocked the kitchen, he was a chef. He made some coffee and his favorite food: Scrambled Eggs with American Cheese.

(Which is my favorite food. One of them. The eggs taste so good!)

"Awww," Daso laughed. "That is adorable. Listen, it's just us here. Your sister and I. We won't judge."

(No. She's been locking the door because someone (Morrigan) had been borrowing knives to hurt herself with.)

(Oh, sorry. Well, he can just have a mini stove in his little area which he calls his hobbit hole.)

"Maybe at one of the crew's 'celebrations.' " She sighed, leaning back on the cot. "Anyways, I like listening to you sing, Daso."

( Should one of those 'celebrations' happen. The crew just puts one on at night when there's nothing to do. Singing, dancing, gambling, etc. )

(K then.)
Joanna found Kam's room and knocked on the door. "Kam." she called softly, "Are you ok?" She winced. 'Gah, of course not dope. Ace died.'

( Should one of those 'celebrations' happen. The crew just puts one on at night when there's nothing to do. Singing, dancing, gambling, etc. )

(Jared would like gambling. Silver would like singing and dancing.)

"Daso please sing," Cicada looked at him eagerly.
(gtg guys. Night!)