She laughed, crumpled it, and tossed it overboard. “Right. Class dismissed. Next lesson: how to fill out paperwork after you’ve saved the ship.”
Leo raised his hand again. “You don’t argue. You don’t reason. You say, ‘Sir, the water is fifty-three degrees. Hypothermia incapacitates in fifteen minutes. The vest keeps you warm and visible.’ Then you hand it to them. The answer is redirect, don’t resist .” seagull cbt ship general safety answers
Captain Elara “Gull” Vane, a woman with salt-crusted braids and eyes that missed nothing, stood at the bow. Below her, thirty new recruits clutched their answer sheets, sweating in the tropical heat. She laughed, crumpled it, and tossed it overboard
She allowed a rare smile. “Good. Now question four—the trick one. A passenger is hysterical, refusing to wear a life vest. They say they can swim to shore ten miles away. What is the safety answer?” Next lesson: how to fill out paperwork after
The Seagull wasn’t just any cargo ship. It was a floating classroom for the Coastal Bureau of Transport (CBT), and today was General Safety Answers day—the most dreaded exam on the seven seas.
Leo’s voice cracked. “CO2 extinguisher, then ventilation shutdown?”