[Tyr Zalo Hawk]: 712.Random.Quickwrites.The Captain's Tale

"Conderin' tha' we didn'n even have any torpedoes to begin wiff," my captain said, rasing his half-emptied, moss green bottle towards the slowly spinning chandelier, "I think... we did good, eh Bunky?!"
Bunky.
It ws what he had started referring to me as ever since he'd learned that I grew up in an orphanage. The very sound of the name nearly made me reach for my knife, especially because of how he pronounced it. 'Buhn-key.' Those two syllables hung around my tanned ears, biting at me like they wanted me dead. It made me sick.
"Aye, Captain. Things turned out well for us." If that was an understatement, I'll never know what was.
We had lost all of our ammunition days before at Port Isles, near the eastern edge of Neo Tokyo...

TUNE IN NEXT TIME!!