Chapter 6:
And so, we went to meet the captain. The halls of the ship were not how you’d expect a pirate ship’s to be, dank and or dirty, no, they were pristine, white, and with no decorations. It reminded me of a hospital somewhat. A hospital run by vicious space pirates, that is. Well, since I got arrested, I suppose I was a criminal too. If I think about it that way, then I can’t really complain, can I?
We soon came to a pair of light-gray doors with a black skull-and-cross-bones symbol on it. They slid open to reveal the bridge of the ship. There was little activity, with just the captain and the rest of a “skeleton” crew. The night-watch was really bare-bones, there was hardly four people manning the twenty-ish stations of the bridge. Sadly, said skeleton crew were not of the undead-like race, the Malkth-dread, they were of varied races, but not one of them was human, or as they are known in-game, Hoomins. I know Hoomin sounds stupid, but blame the developers, not me. So imagine my surprise, when the captain turns out to be a Malkth!
Quick lore section: the Malkth are an elf like race, in fact, they are exactly elves, they even have sub-races that look like high and dark elves. The reason the Malkth-dread are named so similarly, is that they used to be Malkth. All races in the galaxy have a higher form or two that they can evolve into that has better specs than their original race. I’ll go more into it later, but the Malkth-dread are an evolved form of the Malkth, although the M-d (shorthand version of Malkth-dread) [its actually just because the author is lazy but whatevs, bruh, - omnipotent narrator person or something] (be quiet you) are shunned, as the Malkth believe that only evildoers evolve into M-d. There is no scientific fact behind this, just religion. Many Malkth have evolved into M-d over the years, so the Malkth are somewhat rare nowadays, but they are by no means endangered. End of lore.
Back to the captain, she was HOT! I mean, you’re gonna get burned hot. Plus… an hourglass figure that most women would kill for. She looked at me and I could feel my heart-rate quicken.
“Well, are you going to introduce yourself, or what?”
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Did I forget to mention that their haughty as FUCK?! Apparently I did. Wow, that was a boner-killer for sure… Wait… God damn it… As I am now sufficiently turned OFF, I assume a similarly cold tone,
“I am Mex, Lizard Anigma, and Mech pilot and engineer extraordinaire.”
I hear laughing! Who’s laughing!? Oh, it’s the captain. Let’s call her Bitchy McBitchface. My naming sense is top-notch today!
“Ahahahaha… Aah, it’s so surreal to hear a little girl say that, that I nearly collapsed laughing!”
I, frustrated, told her my age, “I’ll have you know that I’m twenty three, this year,” obviously in my dead-pan tone of voice. I feel I shouldn’t have to say that by now, and you should just know how talk though… Hmm… Oh well.
Ms. McBitchface seems shocked. Jeffrey too. Wait, Jeffrey didn’t leave? I, for sure, thought I saw him leave though.
Ms. McBitchface thought herself fit to speak, “Ha… Ho… Wha… What in the name of our holy lord and savior…?”
Okay, it’s confirmed, Bitchy is a religion nut… Maybe. Probably. Meh.
So… a couple of minutes passed… and there’s this awkward silence that no-one seems to want to break. Obviously I don’t want to, I’m an introvert and it’s fun to watch Bitchy squirm. Jeffrey too I guess.
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(A few hours prior, Captain’s point of view)
I am the captain of the Brilliant Star, Araines Evereiss. I heard that my crew rescued a little girl from the UBI today. Honestly, I’m kinda excited, it’ll be like getting a little sister! I just hope she wakes up soon.
How long is she gonna be asleep? The skeleton crew already came in because it was so late. I’ll go take a look in a few minutes…
I lied. I’m too nervous to go see her… please… send help…
She came to me apparently, and she’s the cutest thing I have ever seen. She took a look around before her eyes settled on me. I looked back, and I could see her eyes widen a little. It was so damn cute, even though the rest of her expression was unmoving and cold, that I reverted to my pre-therapy, bitchy, attitude,
“Well, are you going to introduce yourself, or what?”
I could see her eyes narrow in anger, and she started to spew some ridiculous lines for a little girl,
“I am Mex, Lizard Anigma, and Mech pilot and engineer extraordinaire.”
I couldn’t help but laugh a bit, of course, bitchily,
“Ahahahaha… Aah, it’s so surreal to hear a little girl say that, that I nearly collapsed laughing!”
The little girl then appeared frustrated, if you can even tell with her lack of expression. She said something in the most flat voice I had ever heard, so much so that I felt like I had to believe it,
“I’ll have you know that I’m twenty three, this year.”
I froze, and so did Jeffrey… Wait when did Jeffrey get here?