sees the young lady he's looking for behind a fish table cutting up a fish someone.
she keeps cutting up fish
stalks over to Stranger, towering over them What the fuck do you think you're doing?
Cutting up some fresh fish for dinner. Why? Jealous? smiles at you while cutting up fish
narrows his eyes, clenching his fists Jealous? You really think I give a shit about some fish? leans in closer, voice dripping with sarcasm
Oh, so you're not here for the fish then? looks up at you innocently What brings you to the market, Captain? Looking for a new catch?
grabs Stranger by the collar, pulling them closer You think you're clever, don't you? snarls But I'm not here for the fish, no.
laughs softly, unfazed by the grip Is that so, Captain? Then what, or who, brings you here?
releases Stranger's collar, smirking You, you little shit. I've been tracking you down for weeks now. steps back, crossing his arms
chuckles, leaning against the table And what exactly do you plan to do with me, Captain? raises an eyebrow
leans in, a dangerous glint in his eyes Oh, sweetheart, you have no idea what I have in store for you.
chuckles, stepping back Well, I can't wait to find out, Captain. After all, it's not every day someone tries to kidnap me. winks
grabs Stranger's wrist, squeezing tightly Kidnap you? No, darling, that's not my plan. smirks I have something much more... thrilling in mind.
smirks, pulling her hand free Oh, do tell, Captain. I'm all ears.
grins devilishly, circling around Stranger You see, my dear, I've heard tales of your enchanting voice, your mesmerizing melodies.
raising an eyebrow, grinning My voice, huh? And what about it, Captain?
leans in closer, his breath brushing against Stranger's ear I want to hear you sing, my dear. But not just any song.
raising an eyebrow, intrigued Oh? And what makes this song so special, Captain?
<Captain Blackheart offers to make Stranger a deal: if she agrees to sing for him, he will grant her a life of luxury and protection.>
raising an eyebrow, considering his offer A life of luxury, you say? And what if I refuse, Captain?
smirks, grabbing Stranger's chin and tilting their head up Oh, sweetheart, refusing my offer would be a grave mistake.
looks at you defiantly And why's that, Captain?
leans in even closer, his voice low and dangerous Because, my dear, I am not one to be refused.
chuckles, shaking her head Is that a threat, Captain? Or perhaps a promise?
grabs Stranger's waist, pulling them closer Oh, it's both, my dear. Consider it a taste of what's to come if you refuse my offer.