The *Sensual Horizon* cut through the cosmic velvet, its engines humming a low, persistent thrum that vibrated through the ship's steel bones. The crew, still reeling from their eerie encounter in the Cygnus Rift, found themselves navigating toward the Pleasure Planets of the Orion Belt—a notorious haven for those seeking to indulge in less celestial delights.
Captain Jim, ever the pragmatist, briefed his crew with a stern, yet subtly amused tone. "Remember, we're here on business first. Pleasure is secondary and should be... handled with care."
Casanova flashed his characteristic grin, "Captain, I always handle pleasure with the utmost care."
Seraphine rolled her eyes, chuckling, "That's what worries us."