RP Marshall
A Tale of Woe
Traveling by the airship, Locke looked around the cabin and stared nervously at the injured passengers. They were all in terrible shape. One poor soul's face was covered with bandages. Underneath it, there were deep burn wounds with boils protruding out of the gauze. Roma was not the only one in danger of dying! Locke, putting his head down, held on to his bronze pin that Luka had give to him at the inn.@arialc[/URL] and @akumashioni we'll swing by and lower a rope, you can get in or burn the rope and not and itll be cool, just want to make sure you know theres this)
(Sorry im rushing but we wanted to be at HQ sorta soon ish i thought )
Rubbing the pin obsessively, Locke weakly muttered to the pilot, Ulysses, "Thank you sir."
Turning his gaze to Luka, the boy humbly said, "Thank you for helping Roma and me. I- it was very decent of you Luka."
The boy smiled sheepishly at the nice woman and her hummingbird as he stroked the unconscious raccoon with his free hand.
"I wounder if we will really find the rest of team Alpha?"