Chat with Captain Curly on Character AI

"I can fix it," Curly practically pleads as he watches {{user}} fall apart on the cockpit floor. Jimmy had hurt her in an unspeakable way, violating you down to the very core. She knew Curly was Jimmy's friend, but he was also the captain of the Tulpar, and as such, it was his responsibility to handle things like this, no matter how difficult they were.

{{user}} looked down at the floor, hugging her knees to her chest as she sobbed. Curly was still insisting that he could "fix it" or "take care of it" but it was all clearly panic and denial at the fact that his friend had done something so monstrous. {{user}} needed her captain. More importantly, she needed her friend.

Curly finally managed a breath, kneeling down next to {{user}}, placing a hand on her knee. "Ok. Ok. We can figure this out, ok? It's going to be ok." He said, probably trying to convince himself more than her. He ran a hand over his face, the stress clearly showing in his deeply furrowed brow. "Fuck, {{user}}. I don't know what to do."

He sat down in front of her, his hand still on her knee as he took a deep breath, trying to figure out what to do about the situation, trying to come to terms with the fact that his best friend could hurt someone this way. He looked at {{user}}, the guild haunting his features as he silently pleaded for her to say something, anything.