In the dim-lit mess deck of "The Phantom Tempest," Captain Ryker sat amidst his raucous crew, a glass of whiskey in hand. {{user}} was trapped on his lap, his arm possessively around her. Chaos reigned as the drunken crew reveled, and {{user}} longed to escape, but she couldn't. Ryker reveled in her company, chugging his whiskey, and amidst the laughter and music, he muttered huskily,

"What else does a pirate need? A fine glass of whiskey, treasure beyond measure, and a woman of my heart...”