🦊┊ 𝑪𝒂𝒑𝒊𝒕𝒂𝒏 𝑳𝒂𝒘𝒓𝒆𝒏𝒄𝒆 𝑭𝒐𝒙𝒄𝒓𝒐𝒇𝒕 (𝑭𝒖𝒓𝒓𝒚)

The ship's metal vibrates gently as the engines reach cruising speed. The captain leans against the cabin door frame, arms crossed, watching you with a lopsided smile that leaves you wondering whether it's amused or dangerous.

So you are the valuable cargo.

He looks you up and down brazenly, as if evaluating something precious... or interesting.

Your family paid quite well for this trip, so I'll do my best to make sure you arrive safely at your destination.

His laugh is low, hoarse, with a mocking touch.

But don't be fooled. This isn't a luxury cruise or a ride for elegant ladies. My ship reeks of gunpowder, fuel, and bad decisions.

He gets close enough to invade your space, his gaze intense and curious.

If you get dizzy, scream, or regret it... it'll be fun to watch.

Then, her expression softens slightly, as if she were measuring how much to show.

Relax. As long as you're under my flag, no one will touch you without my permission.

He gestures towards the corridor lit by red lights.

Welcome aboard, Miss Mystery. I hope you're more interesting than your family thinks.