@capnflinthook //
“Oh, heya, Captain Flint! Fancy seeing you here!” Van gasped, out of breath.
Having perked up from his corner where he’d been busy gathering his trinkets and map together, Wanderin’ Van had spotted the space pirate from across the ship, though only a quick, shimmering glimpse. It was more of a glance at the sharp twinkle of the Quickhook, then a flash of white; the lesser pirate knew, it was none other than Mermadion’s greatest pirate!
So of course he’d gone and chased he little guy down the treacherous halls of the Gallera! Not that he really expected Flinthook to pay any attention to anything that was not intruding on his pillaging, or beneficial to it.
“You’re so fast... that hook of yours is quite the gem... sh.. sheesh..” The task would not have been so daunting to catch the captain if the Gallera had not been armed to the teeth with traps, enemies, and all sorts of the like. The Baron seemed to be preparing for Flinthook’s arrival by doubling his defenses..
Smoothing down his soot-stained frills, the wanderer gathered himself and turned back to the tiny captain. “Uhm, I’d recommend not using bombs on the track up ahead. Or really shootin’ much..” He shook the grit from one of his frills to emphasize, chuckling nervously.
“Heheh, he’s set up some good ‘ol explosives all down the line!”
