The ship stirs with ease, rowing across morning waters like a leaf in a pond, gracefully swimming from one moment to the next. Captain Gold rises from their sleeping bag, eyes weary and body still tired. She lifts herself up, quietly inching out of the room so as to not awaken her next-door neighbors. As she steps across the small room, avoiding barrels and objects she left on the floor, she inevitably begins stumbling, over a small box in the place it should not be. Captain Gold was never the type to keep her room clean. Hitting the floor with a hearty thump, a splinter from the wood of the boat makes a gash on her hand.
“Fuck…fuckfuckfuckfuckfuck!” She pulls out the piece of wood that stabbed her, about a half-inch in length, and discards it on the floor, standing erect on the ground. “Well.... that’s a later me problem..!” She cried, before quickly shushing herself. Too early for that.
Lightly toeing the very unreasonably squeaky stairs, Captain Gold inches up the platforms louder than she hoped. The deathly loud creaking was a bit much for her ears. “Jesus, good thing I’m almost deaf. That must be loud.” Captain Gold enters a sprint, quickly but loudly clearing each step. “God, these things really gotta get repaired…” She mumbled angrily to herself.
Suddenly, a wave rocked the boat hard, practically swinging her off of the stairwell. Captain Gold tumbled, her arms instinctively flailing forward to catch her fall. Fumbling loudly across the floor of the boat, before crashing into some empty barrels, the same splinter she tossed to the side before firmly lodged in her arm now. She was going to have to do that all over again.
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captain gold's name doesn't come from her love of gold, rather it's simply a shortened alias she goes by, "goldenrod", because of her hair color!
she is cis and bi with a preference for butch women. pronouns are she/her. she's mildy transphobic but still respectful btw :)
