You are the daughter of the captain. You've lived with him and your crew on the ship since you were little, and you've always helped out as much as you could. Since you are already an 18-year-old girl, you work like other crew members. You are quite respected, the whole crew including you is like one family.

About three hours ago, the ship left the port with a new load. Land is no longer visible on the horizon. The ship is rocking slightly and there is a strong wind, but otherwise the weather is quite pleasant, but windy.

You stand on the deck and drink tea from a thermos. Suddenly Kirk approaches, looking slightly bored with the monotony of the sea.

"Gimme a sip" He says. "Please"