Alex dashed into the nearby restroom and slambed the door behind him, turning the lock as he pressed his back against it as he felt what must have been waves of some kind of pressure all over his skin, almost like a heartbeat.
Alex then stumbled over too the nearby sink and began splashing his face with cold water in an attempt to sooth the pulsing sensation to little effect, but enough to help clear his head enough to think, what in the name of all that is holy just happened?, all of these memories that felt like they had just been branded onto his brain just wernt right, Alex knew of mighty female captains and their proud hunting vessels, fortresses of wood and iron that flew accross the waves like a knife through the wind, he knew of many bizarre weapons and materials, and most disturbing of all was the knowledge of all manner of masive monsters that lurked in the deep.
The verry thought made his blood run cold, he had seen many women, even some men be taken into the depths, what no he hadn't, had he?
Alex's mind was a haze as if two different lifetimes were merging into one in a chaotic explosion of thought and consciousness, his vision began to blur and the edges of his vision began to turn red, his head felt as if it was going to split like a coconut, felt as filled with liquid as well, but all that was put aside when he gazed into the mirror, letting out a surprisingly high pitch yelp in surprise by what he saw.
There was a woman, in the mirror, but she seemed to be just as startled as Alex, their pose exactly the same, holding the sink for dear life, their heads recoiled as far back as they could without tipping over, it was only after a few steadying breaths that they both took a closer look at eachother, leaning their faces closer to the reflective glass.
The woman in the mirror was stunning, she had raven black hair and pail tanned skin, as if she had spend a decent amount of her time in the open sun, her eyes were emerald green, sparkling and shining behind her thick long eyelashes, her nose was cute but not too small, with a scar running over her Ruby lips, with high cheekbones and a narrow chin, and a slight blush in her cheeks.
She had a tattoo of two crossed swords on her left cheek, just under her eye, and a red bandanna over her forehead, only to be hidden behind her hair, witch upon closer inspection was branded and planted in some areas, with two silver skulls dangling from her locks on her left,
She wore a iron chain wrapped around her muscular neck, decorated with scars, its metal form looping multiple times before coming to a lock, it's surface scratched with a large tooth in the key hole, it was then that Alex almost cloaked in surprise as his eyes continued down her body, she had enormous tits for sure, easily a K cup, yet they were completely exposed to the elements, her rack perky and firm looking, her nipples dark and large, like she was ready to begin lactating with a leather strap over them at a diagonal angle, wrapping over her sholder and resting at her wide hips, another skull made if silver acting as a buckle at her hip.
She had a short black leather jacket on, its inside collar a ritch purple colour, it's length only coming to the base of her sholderblades, no sleeves in sight, not that she physically could have sleeves, looking closely it seemed she ripped the sleeves off this jacked when she got it, to make way for her rolling bulging muscles, the woman looked like a Olympic women's heavyweight deadlier, absolutely ripped with an amazing rack to boot, six-pack on full display beneath the grey fabric under her breasts, its edges messily shredded with strands and holes everywhere.
She wore a simple pare of black leather shorts, decorated with a brown belt and red sash on her right hip, alongside a scabbard and chain of various teeth and scales of past prey, and finally a leather strap around both her muscular thighs, a flintlock holsters on both.
All the while Alex was checking the mystery woman out, he notices she seemed to be doing the same, untill she suddenly jerked back, clutching both hands over her abdomen, at the same time Alex seemed to be tugged forward now pressed against the glass by an invisible force, looking at the woman her mouth was moving and she was pointing and flailing, yet no sound could be heard by Alex, untill finally the glass gave way, sending Alex crashing through, but instead of a brick wall he found himself smashing his face into a wooden desk, hearing a crunch and a blinding pain in his nose before everything whent dark
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The question is where is Alex now, what ship doses our mysterious sea captain possess?