"What, no wake up kiss? Damn, captain lady sure likes to tease ol' me." Flynn said in a mock-dejected tune, humming so slightly as he stretched from the free bed on the Doctor's cabin. That damned slobbering beastie once again was making a ruckus, waking everyone up. So tactless, like the rude air of his captain. Still, her headstrong and straightforward had the exact amount of spice to make her an exotic beauty. Which was more that could be said about the fleabag who kept slobbering everything and who he had sworn he was always staining his clothes on purpose.

Still, that was a minor setback for life smiled upon him. The world was full of beauties to swoon and conquer, and the deck roster wasn't so half bad. He really -loved- women. Sleepy, grumpy, angry, happy or stern. It didn't matter to him. They all were lovely. 

Grinning like a scumbag who had found a treasure by mere chance, the doctor opened the door of his cabin, after arranging his hair and clothes. "Doctor Chaucer reporting, cap'n" He said, throwing a wink at the captain. "Does any one of the ladies require a shower backrub or two?" He added, while straightening himself and waiting to see the beauties flock at him. They had to flock, right? After all, Flynn was one of the most charming rogues of the four blues... or wasn't he?