forum The Andromeda (Pirate RP//closed)

Started April 11, 2018 by Deleted user

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(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?)

(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!)

(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!)

(No problemo.)

(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.”

"Why?!" Cicada pulled away from him, "What do you want?!"

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.

Cicada pulled her other dagger on him. Her voice turned cold and she felt the mask slip back on, "Let go of me if you want to live."

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.

"Let me go!" Cicada shouted struggling against the men. If only she was stronger then maybe she could break free.

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.

"Why do you want my blood anyway?" Cicada spat at him, but she did stop struggling.

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

"And why is that?" Cicada rolled her eyes.

“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.

"Ugh," Cicada sighed, "I am never going to get a clear answer out of you, am I?"

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

"Can I not be held down anymore? This hurts." Cicada spoke. Of course she was lying through her teeth, but he didn't know that.

“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.

"Yeah, and you drew my blood without consent and as far as I know for no reason," Cicada responded, "I think that makes us even."

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.

Well, there went my plans. "Can I least grab my dagger? Promise I won't hurt anyone," Cicada asked.

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.”

"Ugh," Cicada who had sat up now laid back down, "Can I at least get a name from you?"

(When can I bring in "Doctor Jared" ?)

(Whenever you want.)

"Maybe one day." Leah grinned, turning towards the rest of the ship. She glanced at Daso. "I'm going to go and check on the stowaway." She made her way across the deck and down the stairs, towards the infirmary door. Leah knocked on the doorframe, poking her head in.