A black flag, is a flag of freedom
Locke's grin pulls a mischievous one out of Alex, "Oh? Sounds like you've turned... normal." The word is stressed dramatically as if such a state is a vile disease. Still, Alex gives her brother a playful kick to the shins, "Normal, but still badass. That's my verdict." Locke may be settling down a bit, but he was still Locke, still a Moore.
"Edmund, huh?" The pirate tries out the name before smiling softly and giving a solid nod. "It's a good name." The smile turns into a smirk as Locke continues. "An adventurer? Guess I'll have to be extra vigilant about stowaways now that there's a little me running around." There was no way she'd let her nephew aboard her ship. Not until he was an adult in his own right. But the description of Edmund only made her more eager to meet the boy.
The question about her love life has Alex snorting out a laugh as a Cheshire smile stretches across her face. "No. There's nothing permanent at the moment."
"Edmund, huh?" The pirate tries out the name before smiling softly and giving a solid nod. "It's a good name." The smile turns into a smirk as Locke continues. "An adventurer? Guess I'll have to be extra vigilant about stowaways now that there's a little me running around." There was no way she'd let her nephew aboard her ship. Not until he was an adult in his own right. But the description of Edmund only made her more eager to meet the boy.
The question about her love life has Alex snorting out a laugh as a Cheshire smile stretches across her face. "No. There's nothing permanent at the moment."
Alex
