& ᴡʜᴇɴ ʏᴏᴜ ꜱᴛᴀʀᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ꜰᴇᴇʟ ᴛʜᴇ ʀᴜꜱʜ ᴀ ᴄʀɪᴍꜱᴏɴ ʜᴇᴀᴅᴀᴄʜᴇ, ᴀᴄʜɪɴɢ ʙʟᴜꜱʜ & ʏᴏᴜ ꜱᴜʀʀᴇɴᴅᴇʀ ᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ᴛᴏᴜᴄʜ ʏᴏᴜ'ʟʟ ᴋɴᴏᴡ

she's giving retirement serious thought. a tropical planet sounds lovely.

does anyone <need> a space pirate? she's still debating the whole retirement option. she could be a <pirate-for-hire>, with a considerable amount of downtime on a lush planet.

ᶠᵒᵒˡ ᵐᵉ ᵒⁿᶜᵉ, ᶠᵒᵒˡ ᵐᵉ ᵗʷⁱᶜᵉ ᵃʳᵉ ʸᵒᵘ ᵈᵉᵃᵗʰ ᵒʳ ᵖᵃʳᵃᵈⁱˢᵉ?

she feels... off, as of late. restless in a way she cannot quite describe.

she wondered where he was these days. had he escaped safely? was he okay? from other windows, gazing at different stars, did he still think of her? from the quiet of her ship, she allowed herself to think of him. but when she had to put her mask back on, she would forget again.

ʃʃ 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐛𝐮𝐭 . . . ⇀ 𝐙𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐢 𝐁𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐬 ⇀ 𝐬𝐩𝐚𝐜𝐞 𝐩𝐢𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐞 ⇀ 𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧 & 𝐚𝐮 『♡』&『𝐑𝐓』

the space pirate has returned.

another space port. she needs fuel & information. the spice runners of kijimi are no more after the planet exploded, but that doesn't mean she's given up on what remains of her crew. they're just. . .expanding their interests, dabbling in smuggling & a touch of space piracy.

kriffing. . . kriff.

moody pirate hours.

happy, free, confused & lonely at the same time