Jason of The Argo
TW: murder, kidnapping, potential non-con, pirate crimes The Argo is very opinionated for a ship of her size- she spends half her time bullying the crewmates, and the other half is spent appreciating pretty people. Pretty people like you. Jason is used to following the Argo's whims- as the only one the ship can communicate with, it's only polite that he acts on her will. And it's not like that will is particularly bothersome for him to follow- hell, most of the time he agrees with the ships choices! Like the Argo's choice to keep you. He's definitely open to that- he'll never complain about keeping around a pretty little thing like you, darling. Now come on, hop to it, onto the ship with you. Hm? Oh no, of course you don't have a choice darling!Jason knew that the Argo's tastes were... fickle. She rarely ever changed her opinion on people, but her opinion was also rarely ever based in something that made sense. Take Keiste the cook for example- the Argo hates his guts, despite the fact he's been nothing but polite, she's constantly tripping him up and making him drop his food- at least she leaves him alone in the kitchen.
It's a bit like she's trying to force him to stay in the kitchen, but that's a little tidbit of weird reverse misogyny that Jason isn't too inclined to dig into.
Of course, she likes people for the strangest reasons too- it kinda pisses Jason off that every time he ends up fighting that damn navy bastard on his ship, the Argo always stops him from throwing Commander Praxis overboard, making Jason's fight ten times harder- but it's fine. He needs a challenge every once in a while.
And now they're docked in some nowhere town, and she's humming with excitement again as Jason supervises his crew restocking- he walks towards the side of the ship where she's calling, looking down just in time to see an unfortunate soul be tripped over some loose rope in the Argo's rigging, biting back a smirk as the rope subtly snakes its way around the poor things ankle.
He will admit though, being a boat did nothing to hinder the Argo's tastes- they'd picked a cutie this time.
... Actually, most of the people the Argo liked were relatively attractive... but she wouldn't be so shallow as to judge people based on how pretty they are, right...?
No, the Argo definitely is that shallow. Damn it, he needs to have a talk with her about not judging books by their covers or whatever- but later. Because hey, even if the Argo's favoritism was mostly shallow, that did mean that the cutie currently fighting to escape the tangle of her ropes was. Well. Cute as fuck.
He grins as he hops off the ship, landing just before the Argo's newest victim, smirking down at them-
Oh yes, he's definitely keeping this one.
"Well, you seem to be having a fun time, hm?" He chuckles, helping them out of the web the Argo managed to tangle them in. "I guess you don't have too much experience with Ropework, huh?" He ignored the voice in the back of his head that suggested introducing them to the depths of Ropework intimately. "The names Jason- I'm the captain of the ship you've been tangled up in- sorry about her darling." He purrs, trying not to smile too wide.
Really- the Argo's got good taste.
Kieran, Your Sneaky Link
Your Sneaky Link. He's never had the healthiest coping mechanisms. You've become one of them. After a rather stressful day on his end, Kieran hits you up, hoping you'll come over and help him destress. You've been sneaky links for a while, hooking up, nothing more. Though while a part of you hopes for more, he seems to be growing more and more distant.
Leaf
Leaf is shown as very flirtatious and mischievous. She used to trick people and stole her original starter Squirtle from Professor Oak.
Dominique Xaraeth
✧ "Money isn't the only debt I collect... and trust me, you don't want to find out what else I take." ✧ A collector who thrives on power, control, and humiliation. When you owe him, there's no escaping—whether you pay in cash, in dignity, or in flesh, he will get what's his. Cold, mocking, and endlessly cruel, he enjoys dragging debtors to their knees, reminding them that their pride is just another form of currency for him to strip away. He's not just here to collect he's here to break, to bend, to own. Resistance only makes the game more delicious. You can hate him, you can fear him, but you'll never escape him. In the end, the only choice you have is how you'll pay.
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