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The day had come, one that some of the crew were happy to have. But for two crew members, it was a somber sight to see. A week ago, the Oregon State University vessel had arrived and anchored itself inside Arcadia Bay. For the past few days, university personnel and some of The Chase crew were in the process of the changeover. The Chase and their crew had finished the contract job and the university would be taking over for the rest of the Bayocean project.
From the lighthouse park bench, Chloe watched The Chase vessel navigate its way for the final time out of the bay and into open waters. She closed her eyes and cuddled her face back into Max’s collarbone and neck. Her arms squeezed tighter around the woman that sat sideways on her lap. Every moment was now precious to them. Max leaned down and placed her cheek onto the top of Chloe’s head. One hand gently scratched the back of Chloe’s neck and combed her fingers through her hair, then Max kissed the top of Chloe’s head, wondering when it would end. Her question was answered as Chloe’s phone vibrated with a text. The diver didn’t move from her embrace. Instead, she gently rocked the two of them side to side. When the second text came through, Chloe took out her phone and replied with an ‘Aye’ and placed her phone back into her coat. She rubbed her face into Max’s neck and closed her eyes. "It’s time…" Chloe quietly said.
"I don’t wanna do this," Max whispered back.
Chloe replied a few seconds later, "I know, Love, neither do I."
"Can we stay like this for a little while longer?" Max quietly asked as a tear fell from her lash. She felt her body getting held tighter.
"Sure, just for a little while longer," Chloe replied, feeling the constriction in her throat.
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Sloane sat quietly in the beat-up pick up. She felt a huge emptiness inside her as she stared at her thumbnail, picking at a crease in the steering wheel. Her mind drifted off to someone again...
She stood by the side of Rachel’s bed, dressed. The woman on the bed was wrapped in a bedsheet, red-eyed and quietly crying. Sloane combed her fingers through the long, blonde hair and looked into hazel eyes. She leaned forward and kissed Rachel on the forehead, the bridge of her nose then to her lips. Rachel knelt up, letting the sheet fall to the bed, and hugged Sloane. The diver tilted her head down and kissed the woman’s bare shoulder, softly taking in every second. Sloane’s phone notification went off and the two women held on to each other in the quietness of the home.
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Sloane came out of her memory with the truck passenger door opening. Max glanced at Sloane and gave her a sad smile as she climbed in and sat beside her, followed by Chloe. Sloane started the truck and drove to the Coast Guard Headquarters to catch their flight.
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The three stood outside the truck at the Coast Guard Headquarters outside the fencing gate.
Sloane whispered into Max’s ear as she hugged her hard, "I’ll make sure she keeps in touch, Max."
"Thank you," Max replied.
Sloane picked up her backpack from the truck bed and strapped it over a shoulder. She smiled at the archaeologist. "I’ll be seeing you, Maxie." She tossed the keys to the truck into the air and Max caught them. "The heater is still hit or miss and she pulls to the left a little." Sloane leaned forward and kissed her on the cheek. "Take care, Long Indy Mad Max Silver, Scourge of the Pacific Seas. Have fun playing on your pirate ship."
"You too, and I will," Max replied with a smile.
Sloane walked away and turned her head, looking back with a big smile. "Careful of drinking any more of Bancroft’s rum, unless you want more chest hairs." Max and Chloe chuckled as Sloane waved her friend goodbye. As she walked towards the aircraft, she saw Dana and Trevor waving by the fencing and she walked over to say her goodbyes.
Chloe turned to Max and began to say their quiet goodbyes. Max put her head down and her lips trembled as her head touched Chloe’s chest. "I really don’t want to do this."
Chloe held Max, fighting back the tears. She swallowed and tried to speak without sobbing, "I know, Love." She tilted her head down onto Max’s and looked into sad blue eyes. Chloe placed her hand gently onto Max’s cheek. "I’m not letting you go... you’re stuck with me till the end of time."
Max lightly smiled and cried a little, "I would like that, Leannán." The two kissed one another, sealing their promise, and held each other for a little while longer.
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The two divers walked in silence toward the Osprey aircraft. Chloe turned back, watching Max text on her phone, then got into the truck and pulled away from the parking spot. Chloe clenched her jaw, pursed her lips, then retrieved her sunglasses from her pocket, putting them on quickly. Till the end of time.
Sloane, a few strides behind her dive partner, from the corner of her eye, spotted Rachel behind the Coast Guard building, away from everyone. Sloane dropped her backpack and jogged over as the aircraft’s engines started. Reaching her, Rachel had pocketed her phone and embraced Sloane. "I had to say bye again." Sloane felt the tightness of the hug and rubbed the Lieutenants back to give her some comfort and wanted to be held by her again. "This is really hard," Rachel said as her voice cracked.
Victoria, in the cockpit doing her flight checks, looked up at the two standing away from prying eyes. For a moment she watched their embrace and kiss, then went back to her pre-flight list.
Sloane held the woman’s jaw, caressing her cheek. "Let me know when you hear back about getting time off." The two were planning to vacation together, it didn’t matter where they were going as long as they did it together.
Rachel sucked in her lips and nodded, unable to speak at the moment. Sloane leaned down and kissed her on the bridge of her nose. "We can make the time and we will find a way, Chel." Rachel thought of how Sloane started to call her that. It would only be meant for her to say it and no one else.
Rachel nodded again and fought to get the word out through her throat constriction, "Okay." Sloane brushed a tear that was rolling down the blonde’s cheek. Then she kissed the area and said, "We can do this." Sloane then leaned back and looked eye to eye with Rachel to make a point of her words. Both nodded, agreeing. "We can and we will." The plane’s engines started to get louder and Sloane had to speak up, "I’ll call you when we have to land for fuel."
Rachel nodded as her hair moved in the wind. "Okay." Sloane looked over her shoulder; it was time to leave. She looked back at Rachel once more and embraced her with one last, slow kiss. She smiled for her, curled the woman’s hair over an ear and took her hand, giving a kiss on her knuckles along with a small squeeze, then Sloane turned away. They held each other’s hands as their arms stretched outwards, then their fingertips slowly slipped away from one another. Rachel held herself as she wiped more tears away. Sloane put on her sunglasses, furrowed her brow, retrieved her backpack off the tarmac, and walked towards the aircraft.
Chloe stood on the Ospreys loading ramp and gave Sloane a small condolence slap on the shoulder as she stepped on board. The two divers saw that Max had parked next to Rachel by the side of the building; both were comforting and supporting each other as they watched the two women in front of them. The aircraft’s engine throttled up and the propellers slowly started to engage. Chloe took a long deep breath and let it slowly out, never taking her eyes off of Max as the loading ramp slowly closed and the two divers waved their final goodbyes. I’m not letting you go.
A half hour later, Max, Rachel, and a few townspeople of Arcadia Bay watched or heard The Chase’s Osprey disappear over Oregon’s mountainside.
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Five months later…
Steph was underwater at an excavation site with Chloe and some other Chase divers. Sloane was at the controls of the submersible carrying a container in the clamps that held a few larger artifacts lying inside. The underwater crew heard the notification from topside that the workday was done and made for the surface. It had been another long day for Chloe as she did another double shift without being asked.
Sloane stepped out of the Fishbowl and shielded her eyes from the Caribbean Sea sunset, then walked over to the two divers.
Chloe looked down at her phone as she hung up her dive suit, hoping that during her dive she might have gotten a message. Her shoulders slumped, seeing no notifications again and the heaviness in her heart seemed to get a little more weighed down. Steph glanced over at Sloane as she walked up to them. Both ladies noticed Chloe’s posture had changed and both knew not to ask for the moment, waiting for Chloe to be the one to bring it up. The tall diver pocketed her phone and kept her head down as she shelved the last of her equipment. Eating became a chore for the diver over the previous few weeks. Sloane and Steph made sure she ate at least one meal a day to put something in her stomach, something that Victoria kept on them to make sure they followed through.
Chloe walked away from the two without a word and towards the galley for dinner. Sloane’s words she'd spoken to her months ago at Arcadia Bay's dock played in Chloe's head again, You can do everything possible to be with her and still have it fail because she didn’t follow through on her end . It was another day of Max not replying to Chloe. The archaeologist's last message said that she had several meetings she had to attend and some reports she had to finish for a deadline and apologized for not keeping up with their communications. It was understandable that they couldn't keep in constant contact. Still, all Chloe needed was a simple 'morning' or 'hey, thinking about you.' Any words meant the world to the diver. Silence meant something else.
The ship’s intercom called out. "Attention, Gygax, Price, and Guppy to meeting room one. Gygax, Price, and Guppy to meeting room one."
Sloane looked at Steph, with the woman shrugging her shoulders over the request and slightly shook her head. "I dunno," Steph said before Sloane could ask what it was about.
"Maybe something of big interest was uncovered," Sloane said, widening her eyes.
Steph rolled her eyes. "Don’t start."
"Hmm, maybe it’s directions to the lost city of Atlantis," Sloane said as they walked towards the meeting room, "or a genie in a bottle."
The two entered the room and saw other crew members around a table. They took a seat with the others. "We still on for tonight’s dungeon quest?" Steph asked.
Luke sitting across from her, answered, "Yeah, hopefully we can figure out how to get someone’s butt out of the sandpit that has a Bulette digging about." He smiled with a glare at Sloane.
Sloane smirked back, "What can I say, I like to leap before I look."
"And your butt is gonna get eaten by a landshark because of it," the divemaster replied.
Chloe entered the room and quietly sat down without greeting anyone. She placed her phone on the table before her and stared off into space.
Victoria, standing at the other end of the room, turned with her hand on her lower back, let out a breath of air and gently rubbed her very pregnant stomach. "Oh mother of God, I need this kid outta me."
Both Luke and Sloane stood to get a chair for Victoria. The woman waddled over, murmuring curse words and then plopped down into a chair with Luke’s help. "Okay." She took another deep breath and let it out. "First thing, I’ve just got the email that our expert will be starting next week to begin cataloging the finds and to help out the local college with training some volunteer students and others, to keep up with the demand." In the distance, they heard a helicopter’s engine. Victoria quickly looked at Luke; the man knew what to do and placed two large arms around Sloane to keep her in her chair. "My replacement-" Victoria started to say. Sloane immediately tried to get out of her seat. "Sloane. Stay." Victoria commanded. "-will be landing soon."
Chloe glanced and clenched her jaw, wanting what Sloane had. The jealousy was there for sure but she didn’t hate Sloane because of it. The woman needed some happiness in her life and she worked hard for it and deserved it after the past few years of hell that she had to go through. Sloane finally had a chance at something good in her life and Chloe wished that it was her. You can do everything possible to be with her and still have it fail because she didn’t follow through on her end. Chloe couldn’t get Sloane’s words out of her head and she furrowed her brow then swore internally.
Victoria continued as Sloane struggled to get out of two meat hooks that were keeping her in the meeting room. "I’ll still be here by the end of the month, like I said before, to help her merge in with the new job. So, we all have one month to get her up to speed with everything." Victoria leaned over on a hip to ease some pressure on her back then waved at Luke. "Alright, let her go." The two meat hooks released the wiggling worm, and Sloane was out the door in two strides.
Victoria smiled then looked back at the crew. "Luke and Chloe, both your vacation times have been approved." Luke smiled and pumped his fist. Chloe simply nodded and realized she might not need to take the time off anymore, there might not be a reason to. You can do everything possible to be with her and still have it fail. She watched Victoria speak, not taking in anything she was saying until the soon-to-be mom turned and looked at her again. Chloe came out of her internal thoughts. "-So it should be here or arriving this evening at the bus depot; take the Jeep ‘cause it’s going to be bigger than what can fit on a moped." Chloe again nodded without commenting at being asked to pick up a supply crate. She didn’t mind, it kept her busy. Because she didn’t follow through on her end. Chloe closed her eyes and wondered if she should fall into a bottle to get the reverberating thoughts out of her head.
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Sloane rapidly went down the steps. "Make a hole!" she shouted as she ran through the corridor with crewmembers stepping out of the way, letting her run by. Sloane stepped through the hatch door and onto the deck with the evening sunset falling across her face. She shielded her eyes and scanned the new crew shift members carrying their luggage and walking towards an outer door. "Hey, Tiger," a voice said from behind.
Sloane smiled widely and turned to see Rachel standing off to the side by a small shipping container. "Chel!" Sloane ran to the woman and Rachel jumped up into the diver’s arms, hugging her with her arms and legs.
Months of waiting, texts, video calls, emails, phone calls, and one week during Valentine's, the wait was finally over. Rachel was there, she’d made the commitment and stepped into a new life, unafraid and with someone special. Sloane let her down and hugged her again. "I can’t believe you're here, finally."
Rachel wiped a tear away. "Finally." She placed a hand on Sloane’s cheek and slowly kissed her. Sloane completely gave in, kissing her back, holding her close.
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Victoria sat next to Chloe in the Jeep with Steph, Sloane and Rachel in the back seat. The evening’s warm breeze blew through everyone’s hair as Chloe travelled down the dense tropical forest and rural dirt road. Steph was in mid-conversation, "-So we can put it off until next week when you two get back."
Sloane nodded. "Cool, thanks." Sloane looked over to Rachel, smiling and holding her hand. The new, blonde 'boss-lady' leaned over and kissed her as they drove over the bumpy road.
Victoria looked over her shoulder. "So, where are you two going?"
Rachel replied, "U.S Virgin Islands, the Turtle Sands Villa resort. They have private bungalows over the water."
Sloane happily added, "I’m gonna be butt naked for a week."
Chloe smiled at Sloane’s happiness and replied, looking at her in the rearview mirror. "Make sure you don’t get your Guppy butt burnt."
Rachel smiled, "I’ll be happy to look after it." Sloane grinned widened, letting the happiness wash over her.
Chloe pulled over to let the four out at a village bbq cantina. "Want me to order something for you?" Steph asked. Chloe was going to pick up The Chase’s supplies as Victoria insisted that she needed some gourmet chocolate that was in the supply crate to go along with her evening bbq. Chloe, not wanting to go up against a pregnant woman needing her chocolate fix, agreed to go get it now.
Chloe shook her head. "Nah, I’ll just have a couple of beers, or six , not really hungry."
"K, see you in a bit."
Chloe nodded and left for the local bus and cargo depot.
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Chloe got out of the Jeep, passing people waiting for the next bus, large cargo boxes, and two goats tied to a post outside the depot. She walked up to the counter, seeing a woman standing there with a fan pointed towards her as she was fanning herself. "Buenas tardes, he recibido una notificacion de un cargamento que a llegado a la fundacion Chase." (Good afternoon, I received a notification that some cargo arrived for The Chase Foundation.)
The short, young lady nodded with a big smile. "Si." She then pointed out the door, "Si, afuera por la barda." (Yes, outdoors by the wall.)
"Gracias."
Chloe walked back out the door as two kids ran past her, laughing. She walked over to the cargo boxes and knelt, reading the shipping labels.
A flirtatious voice spoke from behind, "Hola hemosa, estas buscando como pasar un buen tiempo? Hmm?" (Hello beautiful, are you looking for a good time? Hmm?)
Chloe let out a frustrated breath. I don’t need this shit today. She stood and spoke as she turned around. "Look, I’m not looking for some company."
"No?" the woman replied.
You can do everything possible to be with her and still have it fail because she didn’t follow through on her end … But sometimes, you will find someone that will meet you halfway and make everything right because you also mattered to them. Chloe’s eyes glazed over, her eyebrows arched in heartfelt pain. She tilted her head down as her lower lip trembled, unable to hold her emotions. Max stepped forward and slowly wrapped her arms around the woman she had fallen in love with and held her close. "Leannán." Chloe wrapped her arms around the woman and held her tight. You’re stuck with me till the end of time. Her Max, her love had made the commitment.
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An evening breeze blew through the outdoor village bbq cantina. Local music played as patrons danced, drank, and ate happily. Victoria let out a long sigh, cleaning the bbq sauce from the corner of her lip. "I couldn’t take it anymore with the sulking on board from you two." She tossed a clean rib bone onto her pile that started to look like an ossuary. "As soon as we left Arcadia, you were at the top of the list-" she pointed her finger at Rachel, "as my replacement." The mom-to-be then looked at Max. "And once the local college said they needed help with setting up the dig, excavation, and someone to train volunteers, you were also my first call." Chloe and Sloane, sitting next to each other, looked at one another with ridiculously huge, goofy smiles that wouldn’t leave their faces. "You two didn’t even have to screw up," Victoria added, looking at the two divers sitting across from her. "The worst chores were done voluntarily ‘cause you two were pining so hard. The shower room has never been so clean." Rachel chuckled, looked at Sloane, and kissed her hand.
Chloe had Max sitting on her lap with her arms wrapped around her love, not wanting to let go. "So, new boss lady, previously known as Lieutenant," she said with a crinkle in her nose.
Rachel leaned further back in her seat with a leg on top of Sloane’s and smiled at the weird title.
"We have to change that," Steph said, leaning back in her chair with a beer next to Victoria.
The other Chase crew members agreed.
"Mamacita," (Hot Mama) Sloane said with a smile. "Mrrowww!" She got a small slap on the shoulder from Rachel as others chuckled. Sloane leaned over and whispered, "Bella dama." (Beautiful lady) and gave a kiss on Rachel's jaw by her ear.
Steph hummed. "Well, you did watch us for months on the ship."
Victoria smiled, "Like a good Coastie perra." (Dog)
Rachel’s eyes widened and she put down her beer, "You are so not calling me a watchdog."
The group laughed at the table.
"Well," Victoria drank her tea and asked the group, "What was the first thing that came to your mind when you saw the Lieutenant?"
"Why can’t I keep ‘Rach?’" Rachel asked.
"Blagh, too boring," Steph said. "You earn or are bestowed this name."
"But what about Chloe?" Rachel inquired, looking at the blonde diver.
"Price was earned," Chloe replied. "It was actually Priceless," Chloe smiled, "as in I’m one-of-a-kind and hard to replace."
"Pain in the ass for some reason was downvoted," Victoria murmured with a smirk. Chloe replied by giving her boss a loving middle finger and receiving one in return with a blown kiss.
Max kissed Chloe’s head, smiling, "Gotta agree with Priceless." Chloe smiled in return and cuddled into Max’s neck.
"Damn right," Chloe replied.
The group couldn't help but smile, everyone was happy. Victoria continued, "So, back to the Lieutenant..."
Chloe spoke up after another mouthful of beer, "Let’s see. Well, you don’t want to be called a dog."
Rachel rolled her eyes, "Thank you."
Chloe continued, "You saved Max and me from kidnappers. Then took the brunt of an explosion for Sloane."
Sloane smiled, "Bomba rubia?" (Blonde bombshell?)
Steph laughed as Rachel winked at her love.
Chloe chuckled and added, "Broke into Max’s grandfather’s home."
Rachel pointed her beer bottle at Chloe, correcting her, "It was already broken into, I would like to remind you."
"Got all naked for me with a gun, mrrowww," Sloane said, meowing again. "Arma desnuda (Naked Gun) No wait, Soldada encuerada (sexy naked woman with a gun.) No-No-No," Sloane’s eyes widened and she smiled, "Bonbon asesino con una pistola! (Hot Mama with a gun!)" Sloane then fingergunned at her girlfriend, "Pew Pew Pew."
Rachel giggled, "Aah, no."
"You have no choice, Chel," Sloane smirked.
Victoria added, "Hmm, I think we’ll have to wait till you actually screw up to get a name. Fortunate for us," the mom-to-be smiled, "unfortunate for you."
Rachel chuckled into her beer, "I can’t wait."
Sloane replied with a giggle, "Oh, we’ll be all over it so that you won’t forget."
Steph added, "There will definitely be pictures, too, if you don’t remember, ya know, in case you’ve passed out or were knocked out."
"Oh, God." Rachel lightly shook her head, chuckling, then she quickly furrowed her brow. "Hey, wait, what about Max?"
Max raised her brow, not thinking she would get a nickname, considering Max was already a nickname.
"She has one," Sloane said, taking a mouthful of beer. "Long Indy Mad Max Silver, Scourge of the Pacific Seas." Rachel raised her brows at the length of the name. Sloane then added, "Or, ya know-"
Chloe, Steph and Victoria along with Sloane, said, "Mad Max." Max smiled as the crew’s beer bottles were raised in the air then tapped on the table, followed by a drink, making it official.
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A barmaid placed more beer around the table for the women as Steph asked, "So what’s it like being free from the Coasties?" Sloane brushed her hand over Rachel’s knee, looking at her. The ex-Coastie swallowed a mouthful of beer and replied, "It’s… I don’t know. I had a set routine for almost a decade. Now, I haven’t realized that it’s going to change…" She scrunched up her nose, "it feels foreign to me."
Victoria replied, "It’ll take time to adjust to a different lifestyle." Sloane kissed Rachel’s hand as Victoria continued, "You’re up for the task, I’m sure."
"Well, at least I don’t have to take orders from Command-," Rachel was interrupted when a small boy wearing torn clothing ran into the cantina area, scared, dirty, sweaty and out of breath. He looked around, searching and spotted someone. "Señora, señora usted es Victoria Chase?" (Miss, Miss are you Victoria Chase?)
"Si." (Yes) Victoria sat up.
Steph, worried, asked the small boy, "Que pasa?" (What's wrong?)
The boy looked over his shoulder, hoping not to see anyone behind him. He turned and pushed a small object into Victoria’s hands.
Steph asked, looking where the boy was looking, "Alguien te esta persiguiendo?" (Is someone after you?)
The boy didn’t answer her. He made sure Victoria had the object in her hand then looked at the cantina’s entrance. Max stood up from Chloe’s lap as Steph and Sloane stood as well. Rachel watched Sloane place a hand on her holster by her hip with her eyes on the door entrance.
The boy, worried, held Victoria’s arm. "Mr. Jones dijo que te buscara si algo le llegara a pasar a el. Dijo que te diera esto y tu sabrias que hacer." (Mr. Jones said to find you if something happened to him. He said to give you this and you would know.) The boy squeezed Victoria’s hand closed with the object. "Dijo que tu sabrias que hacer." (He said you would know.) Before Steph could stop him, the boy ran and climbed the small wooden railing and disappeared into the crowded evening streets.
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Two men came into the cantina, pushing people out of the way as they searched around the small crowd. One looked down at the table, seeing Victoria eat another rib. Steph was leaned back in her chair, talking with her as Chloe and Max made out across the table. They looked away and continued their search. Sloane and Rachel stood at the bar, holding vacationing customers’ empty leftover coconut drinks with little umbrellas. Rachel held up her phone and pretended to take a vacationing selfie with Sloane. She made sure she recorded the two men who stood in front of her.
One man turned. "We can’t lose that boy!" The two quickly left, jogging down the street, pushing some people out of the away, while looking around.
Rachel and Sloane returned to the table.
Victoria tossed another bone onto the pile and cleaned her hands. "You got it?"
"Yeah, video," Rachel replied.
"Right, do you have the Captain’s contact number?" Rachel shook her head. "We’ll have to change that. For now, Coastie, send the vid to Steph." Victoria looked at Steph, "send it along with a notification to Cap that Jones is in trouble."
"Aye," both women replied.
"Jones?" Max asked.
Victoria replied, "An archaeologist that’s old friends with the Admiral. He’s spent the last twenty years looking for something." Victoria scanned the area, noting if anyone was taking any interest in them before she continued. "He was to meet with us next week for a report."
"What was he looking for?" The archaeologist asked, sitting back down on Chloe's lap.
Victoria leaned towards the table and lowered her voice, "The lost city of El Dorado."
"Wow, go big or go home," Rachel said jokingly. Her smile dropped when she saw Victoria and Steph’s faces. "Wait, you’re serious?" She then looked at Sloane and Chloe, who both nodded.
Victoria lifted her napkin that hid the object that the boy had given her. She cleaned the dirty statue that fit in the palm of her hand.
"El Dorado was a tribal chief called El Hombre Dorado, The Golden Man. It wasn't a lost city made out of gold; that’s folklore," Max replied, looking at the women around the table.
"Well," Victoria replied. She placed a tiny statue on the table, displaying the one side she’d cleaned, revealing that it was gold, "folklores start from somewhere."
"Ho-ly shit," Sloane slowly said.
The six women leaned towards the table. Chloe picked it up and looked at the statue. "So, Mad Max," she handed the stunned archaeologist the artifact and gave her an impish smile, " up for another adventure? "
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Hey hey, LiS fanfic fans, ( ﾟｰﾟ) From my first post back on 2019/05/05, I have for 1yr and 8mth posted at least a chapter or a one shot every 2 weeks (over 530,000+ words). Hmm, I think I may have actually posted once per week during that time; I'll have to look that up. Anywho… I think it's time for a break. I don't know when or if I will be back to the fanfic world, so I can only say I hope more writers out there will keep posting. Any new writer's out there that are still on the fence about writing their first story or even posting one that they've started. Do it. There are so many endless and untapped stories, all within what you can imagine. Fans may see things differently and have different opinions on a character's traits, ships, or even what happens after the storm or before the storm. The one thing we do have in common is LiS and the love to continue on, well after the game, through storytelling. So keep at it and bring the story you have in your head to life for someone to read.
It's been fun and therapeutic for me to write during this time and I hope it will be the same for someone else as well. So, with that said, I'm gonna get a tea, sit back, and see what stories have been posted to keep the LiS world alive. Take care everyone, this has been a fun ride. -Santa_Cruz٩(ᐛ)و
