“ ‘Cause fish are a-plenty and make for good food when out at sea! Lightly seasoned, grilled to perfection…✨ But there’s a problem; my cook is fresh out of supplies. We’d need to restock by catching as many as possible. ”

“ Much appreciated! I’ll have one of my girls supply you with everything you’ll need and we can catch ourselves a feast! ” Clara claps her hands twice and one of the crew members rushes over with essential fishing gear such as bait, nets, and of course rods.

As the sight was rather comical to watch, she couldn’t help but be a little amused by it. “ I’m just saying you’d probably put many men to shame if there was an eating contest… ”

A smile tugs at the corner of her lips. “ I do. ” She takes a nearby seat and indulges herself in a bottle of red wine from her personal stash, opting for a joke right after a refreshing swig. “ So… You got a name or should I just call you Cheeky Intruder instead? ”

Feeling further amused by his sudden declaration on top of the introduction, a small laugh releases itself. “ Is that so~? Well then, good luck to you. Just be careful. An ambition like that is bound to earn you a target on your back from those who already think they’re King. ”

// Sorry for the slow posting. My wifi chose chaos today. 🫠

She generously slides him over a plate stacked with more food in case he’s still got room in his stomach. “ The name’s Clara Flanagan. Folks around here call me Captain, but you can skip the formalities and call me Clara. ”

Men want me (dead or alive) Fish fear me

“ Pfft— A marine? Me? Nahh! I could never bother with the boring uniforms or the uptight people often wearing ‘em. Even though it’s arguably more dangerous, the pirate life is just way more free and fun. ”

Morning~! ✨

Gorgeous? That’s a new one.

In an almost maternal fashion, she’s doing a routine check on her crew’s well-being.

Happy New Year! Let's drink and be merry! 🍻