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“Ah shit,” Rachel groaned, “they woke up the Captain.” Her head dipped down, resting it against her hand. “She’s never in the best mood when someone wakes her up.”
“There better be a good fucking reason as to why I’m awake right now,” the blue-haired girl threatened.
Nathan didn’t step away from Warren, but released the death grip on his shirt. “The bitch was asking for it! He stole my pistol and wrecked it with one of his stupid fucking inventions. This is the. Last. Fucking. Time!” he yelled, punctuating each word with a jab to Warren’s chest.
Warren’s gaze drifted from Nathan to the Captain, unsure of whom to fear more. “I’m sorry, Captain, but…”
The rest of Warren’s reply was lost on Max as she took in the appearance of this pirate captain. The blue hair was something she had never seen before, yet somehow it looked almost natural on the pirate. She wore a pair of tattered trousers cut off at the knees and a breast band, leaving the rest of her body uncovered. Max was unable to get a good look at the Captain’s face, as her eyes constantly darted back down to her toned abdomen. Even as the Captain turned, Max was entranced by the defined ridges of her back. Max’s fingers twitched, wanting to trace patterns on her back. “Wowsers,” Max exhaled.
Max felt a sharp poke in her side, startling her from her musings. She turned to Rachel, who wore a knowing grin. Rachel winked and red colored Max’s face as she averted her gaze. She heard sounds of struggle before a loud splash. She looked back to the Captain just in time to see her toss a wailing Warren over the side of the ship.
Out of the corner of her eye, Max saw Kate flinch at the sound of Warren hitting the water. Max nearly hit her head with one of her palms. How could she forget that the ocean made Kate anxious? Feeling guilty about forgetting something important about her friend, Max took Kate’s hand and gave it a gentle squeeze.
“S-she won’t throw us overboard too, will she?” Kate stuttered, fearful of being thrown into the seemingly endless depths of the water below them.
“Nah, probably not. Well, as long as you stay on her good side,” Rachel teased, tossing a sly smirk towards Kate.
Kate glanced at Rachel and gave a hesitant nod, not looking at all reassured.
“That should stop them from their incessant arguing. Let them swim for a minute or two before we bring them back aboard.” The blue-haired pirate ordered. Max turned back to the Captain as she issued another order. “And will someone get Mizz G up here to clean this shit up!”
Now that she was listening instead of staring, Max found the Captain’s voice familiar. She knew that voice but couldn’t place it. She just needed to get a good look at the Captain’s face then she would know why this voice was so achingly familiar.
“Yo Rach, c’mere for a second.” The Captain beckoned Rachel over to her, her back still turned to Max and Kate.
Rachel gave Max and Kate an apologetic shrug before shuffling over to where the pirate captain was currently leaning. She was looking over the railing of the ship, watching her two crewmen in the water.
As soon as Rachel joined the Captain, she turned, giving Max the view of her profile. Max took note of her blue hair, wild and untamed from the ocean breeze. Once again, a wave of familiarity hit Max. She knows this Captain, but from where?
The Captain began to make wild gestures with her hands, occasionally motioning to Kate and Max. She knew they were arguing about them and wanted to hear what they were saying. She stepped forward carefully, not wanting to draw attention, but before she got close enough a hand appeared on her shoulder.
“Max! With the way you’ve been acting I would think you were raised in a barn! Just wait here until the Captain decides to talk to us.” Kate began to glance at the ocean surrounding the ship, her fear of the water making her weary. “Besides, she looks scary and I really don’t want to be thrown into the ocean. You know I’m not a strong swimmer.”
Max felt a stab of guilt hit her chest. She’d been too busy leering at the pirate captain to notice that her friend need comfort. She turned and pulled Kate into an embrace in a silent apology. Max, stop letting your hormones control you! Your best friend is going through a hard time and you’re too busy being distracted by a beautiful woman!
Their embrace was broken by a shout from Rachel. “Hey, Max! Get over here!” She and Kate crossed the deck to join Rachel and the captain. The pair turned toward them, with the captain’s eyes cast downwards. She looked... almost sheepish, which seemed unusual for a person of her apparent confidence.
When the girls were all a few steps away from each other, the captain looked up to meet Max’s gaze. “Heya, Max,” she said with a small grin.