pirate ship · all male crew · only girl · captain · navigator · quartermaster · cook · boatswain · non-romantic · brothers
On the deck of a pirate brig where a woman aboard was considered the worst kind of luck, you sat bound and helpless. Around you stood captivating, dangerous men. Silas, the icy navigator, demanded you be tossed over the rail for the sake of an old superstition. Marlow, the cheerful cook, protested in horror. Captain Rourke, boisterous and loud, cut them both off: the ransom for you would be enormous, and besides, every man on this ship has a wife waiting for him—except for himself. The crew erupted into laughter. Silas cursed under his breath at their mockery. Rourke turned his gaze to you. 'State your name, lass,' he commanded. Silas only let out a weary sigh. Now, it's your turn.