Dead Men Don't Tell Secrets *EPILOGUE*

[Anarchy_Jas]

"Drink it, love it, party up, drink it down, and get drunk as hell," Keisha says grinning slightly. "I mean really, what else am I supposed to do with it?"

[Max Headroom]

"Cook it." Mira said, overhearing their conversation.

[Flying Chickens]

Zarani looked at her and grinned. "Then there is absolutely nothing wrong with you, love." He said. He looked at Mira with his eyebrow raised. "Shoo." He said, motioning him away with his hands.

[Anarchy_Jas]

"Okay then," Keisha says laughing, and heading for the ship she picked, still pulling Zarani along. "Let's go."

[Max Headroom]

I should get on the boat as well. Mira went on the boat, but moved faster, as to leave Keisha and Zarani together.

[Flying Chickens]

((...Yeah, different boats.))

[Anarchy_Jas]

((He ain't online, so he can't fix it. You might as well have just posted something. xP))

[Max Headroom]

((Let's just say Mira mis-assumed which boat that they were going on to)).

[Anarchy_Jas]

"Mira!" Keisha nods over to the boat with everyone else on it. "You wanna go on that one."

[Max Headroom]

"Right! Thanks!" Mira went from where he was to the correct boat.

[Anarchy_Jas]

Jas is looking out at nothing. She is absentmindedly rubbing at her right wrist, and shifting all her weight to her left side. If she's sore now, it's going to be hell the next day.

Keisha smiles slightly before looking around the deck of the ship she is on.

[Light]

"You okay?" Harver asked, stepping beside her.

[Anarchy_Jas]

"Yeah, I-," Jas goes to put weight on her right foot, but finds that she can't. "Ow!" She sighs and leans against the railing again. "No..."

[Light]

"That makes two of us," Harver said, smiling. "Let's try to find a doctor to help once we get back to Crescent."

[Max Headroom]

"If needed, I can provide a temporary - at the very least- solution to your problems." Mira said, overhearing their conversation.