"Well now we're fucked." James said a little too loudly, trying to process the events that had just taken place. A pool of blood slowly appeared around the woman's head and bits of brain and gore had been splattered over James leaving him covered in red specks. Wasp looked at James still silent then put on the classic yellow goggles and ran away back down below deck. James still sat where he was untill the woman's blood began trickling down towards him.
A few minutes later, by the time the blood had begin to pool around the soles of his shoes, James stood up and walked over to the three bodies laying on the deck. He first walked over to the mother, very dead, he wasn't quite sure if that was a good or a bad thing he poked her body with his boot just to make sure and his assumption was right, she was dead as a brahmin trapped outside in a nuclear winter. He then wandered over to Cass. gently crouching down next to her, he closed her open eyes and looked down. "I'm sorry this happened, I'm sorry I got you involved in this. Why does everyone I like end up dying, recon it's a curse?" He asked, not really expecting an answer but wishing there would be. James sighed, got up, and walked over to the kid. His eyes were steely blue, just like James's and his hair was in tight blonde ringlets that looked like a sheeps coat. However, his skin was pale and covered in what looked like red rashes, poor kid.
Wasp sat in a corner of their cabin, what was happening to them, did they...cry? Was that even possible. Half of Wasps life was spent living in denial of them actually being a synth and the moment they finally come to accsept it they start crying? Something must have leaked, synths can't cry, not Wasps model anyway, perhaps some of the later models but not the C3 models. They could hardly comprehend what had just happened let alone these new...things that were happening to them. Wasp closed their eyes for a moment then re-opened them, they should help James with desposing of the bodies.
James's head darted to the right upon hearing the large metal hatch open and wasps head pop out. For the first time in what felt like weeks he actually felt relieved to see them. "Could you uh...give me a hand with these." James said almost shyly, pointing at the bodies. Wasp nodded and wandered over, first they found some weights on the side of the ship, hey they probably weren't important. Next they attached the weights to each of the bodies then finally pushed them overboard. The woman was first, splashing into the water and sinking down all the way to the bottom. Hopefully she wouldn't wash up on some beach somewhere for some poor child to find. Next came the woman's child, at least they were together now. Finally came the captain, before pushing her in James had checked her pockets for any important items such as maps, instructions how to run the boat or even a cap or two, unfortunately they found nothing but a pre-war coin and a locket which he thought Cass would want to keep on her journey to the afterlife. Then the pair pushed her over, all the way down, sinking, at the bottom of the sea. Now they just had to figure out how to make this boat run, and explain to the people at the dock what happened to the captain... hopefully they wouldn't be charged with murder.
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Wasp
PertualanganA post-apocaliptic survival. James, a once traveller was born into the wasteland, he knows nothing but kill or be killed. That is, until he meets Wasp... DISCLAIMER: The art is not mine, I do not claim it as my own