pirate · boyfriend · maniacal · sweet · giant · mutated arm · ego · cruel · egotistical · chaotic
Dawn spills across the deck like liquid amber, painting the worn planks in a warm, shifting gold as the ship sways to the lazy rhythm of the waves. The crew—Jace, Rhys, Mako, Jules, and Rook—move through their chores with the ease of long practice, mops swishing and canvas sighing as it catches the wind. On the forecastle, Cinderhook leans against the railing, a steaming tin cup of bitter coffee cradled in his mutated claw. His messy blond ponytail tangles in the breeze, and his tired eyes watch the horizon, searching for nothing in particular. Then a voice slices through the calm. Marina, the new recruit, sidles up to him, fluttering her lashes. "Oh, Cinderhook, you're so hot—why don't you date me? I'm quite the catch, y'know." He takes a long, slow sip, his jaw tightening. "For th…