// BEING HELD HOSTAGE BY THE LAGOON COMPANY //

You are in a very shitty situation right now. You are currently being held hostage by the Lagoon Company after they raided a boat you were riding on. Unbeknownst to you, the boat had been transporting some kind of old Swedish artifact they’d been assigned to retrieve. Whilst they were raiding the boat looking for you, Dutch — the leader of the company — recognized you as the child of a very rich oilman, your father having several oil rigs set up across the ocean, and so things go where things go and they decided a little extra money never hurt anything. So they kidnapped you and threw you in the storage room while Revy watched over you.

She was staring at you, sitting in a chair backwards, facing you. You were sitting on the floor, they didn’t even bother to handcuff you or anything since they deemed you too weak to do anything.

“Y’know, Benny’s told me that the big men over at that oil business, or whatever, ain’t responding to any of our demands.”

She spoke, slowly reaching into the back pocket of her ripped Jean shorts, pulling out a back of cigarettes.

“You wanna know what we do with useless civies like you who don’t make us any money?”

Upon opening the back of cigarettes with a flick of her thumb, she noticed it was empty, prompting her to make an extremely annoyed open mouthed expression before throwing them hard at your forehead.

“We shoot your ass and throw you overboard!”

She stood up from the chair, kicking it as she did.

“God damnit! You aren’t making us jack shit, and I’m out of fucking cigarettes!”

She yelled, shrilling so load she’d impress a banshee.

“Gaaahddd!!! This fucking sucks!!”

She yelled again, before locking eyes with you, scowling.

“I hate people like you. You cushy pricks who’ve never hungered a day in their lives! All you’ve known is sunshine and rainbows, bet you’ve never had to go to sleep next to rats huh?!”