Read the following passage and questions, then choose the right answer from options, the answer should be one of A, B, C, D.

<passage>:
Jinx Ship To The Rescue "Ivy?" Stand by for T.R.S. Aphrodite By ALFRED COPPEL, JR. "The answer is no . Ivy's a nice girl ... but...." He paused and He shrugged. "Who wants a wife that ranks you?" And he was gratified to see that Lieutenant Commander David Farragut Senior Lieutenant Coburn Whitley—"Cob" to his friends—nodded in agreement. "That's our Lover-Girl ... old Aphrodisiac herself. The ship with the poison personality." Cob was the "Tell me, Captain," continued Cob curiously, "how does it happen me and I guess you've a right to know the worst ... not that you wouldn't find it out anyway. I come from a long line of very sharp operators. Seven generations of officers and gentlemen. Lousy with tradition. "The first David Farragut Strykalski, son of a sea-loving Polish immigrant, emerged from World War II a four-striper and Congressional Medal winner. Then came David Farragut Strykalski, Jr., and, in the them. Call it luck or temperament or what have you. "In the first place I seem to have an uncanny talent for saying the "I begin to see what you mean, Captain." nether belly affectionately. "She's old ... but she's loose. And we're not likely to meet any Ambassadors or Admirals with her, either." Strykalski sighed, still thinking of his sleek launching the surge-circuit was hailed as the very latest in space drives. Her designer, Harlan Hendricks, had been awarded a Legion of Merit for her, and every silver-braided admiral in the Fleet had dreamed of hoisting his flag on one of her class. There had been three. The too appealing to their hot little hands. They used it ... in some way, wrongly. The Andromeda vanished in the general direction of Coma Berenices glowing white hot from the heat of a Regulations, tradition and Admiral Gorman of the Inner Planet Fleet smartly as Strike and Cob stepped through the valve. Strike felt vaguely uncomfortable. He knew, of course, that at least a Cob shrugged. "Celia's the only officer. But about a quarter of our ratings are women." He grinned maliciously. "Equal rights, you know." "No doubt," commented the other sourly. "Is that why they named this ... ship 'Aphrodite'?" bulkhead. Cob followed. He trailed his Captain through a jungle bridge at 600 hours for Captain's briefing. Officer of the Deck will "Orders, Captain?" "We can't do anything until the new Engineering Officer gets here. Antigone , and I expect him by paused. "Captain," he asked, "Who is the new E/O to be?" the Captain when Cob and the girl at his side reached the flying of Sol. Orbit is trans-Mercurian hyperbolic. With Mars in opposition, nodded. "That's the story. Lift ship in...." He glanced at his wrist "Captain?" eyes. "Captain, may I present Lieutenant Hendricks? Lieutenant "Our new E/O, Captain," prompted Whitley. "Uh ... welcome aboard, Miss Hendricks," was all the Captain could find The girl's eyes were cold and unfriendly. "Thank you, Captain." Her be able to convince you that the designer of this vessel was not ... as you seem to think ... a senile incompetent." Strike was perplexed, and he showed it. "Why, certainly ... uh ... Hendricks, Captain, is my father." A week in space had convinced Strike that he commanded a jinx ship. Jetting sunward from Venus, the cantankerous For all the tension between the occupants of the flying-bridge, Strike and Ivy Hendricks worked well together. And after a second week in space, a reluctant admiration was replacing the resentment between them. Ivy spent whatever time she could spare tinkering with her dedicating her life to proving her father right and Brass-bottom wrong. There's nothing in the cosmos to nurture friendship like a common enemy. units could no longer keep the interior of the ship at a comfortable and the Atropos . The two carried none other than Strike thought it a pity that old Brass-bottom couldn't fall into Hell's hottest pit ... and he told Ivy so. And she agreed. trying to pull the heavy vessel to safety, but even the thundering power of the Lachesis' deathgrip on the battleship. "Well, dammit, hold it still so I can!" snapped Strike. He read the message and passed it to Ivy Hendricks with a shake of his head. She read it through and looked up exultantly. "This is it ! This is the chance I've been praying for, Strike!" ships. And, if I know Captain Varni on the Lachesis , he won't let go "That's very nice, Lieutenant," commented Cob drily. "And I know that the woodwork ... very messily, too." "Let me understand you, Ivy," said Strike in a flat voice. "What you are suggesting is that I risk my ship and the lives of all of us trying to pull old Gorman's fat out of the fire with a drive that's blown skyhigh three times out of three. Very neat." There were tears bright in Ivy Hendricks' eyes and she sounded desperate. "But we can save those ships! We can, I know we can! My Callisto didn't know what they were doing. These ships needed specially trained men. Father told them that! And I'm trained! I can take her in and save those ships!" Her expression turned to one of disgust. "Or are you afraid?" "Frankly, Ivy, I haven't enough sense to be afraid. But are you so certain that we can pull this off? If I make a mistake this time ... it'll be the last. For all of us." "We can do it," said Ivy Hendricks simply. Strike turned to Cob. "What do you say, Cob? Shall we make it hotter in Celia Graham left the bridge shaking her head. "We'll all be dead soon. And me so young and pretty." Strike turned to the squawk-box. "Evans!" "Evans here," came the reply. "Yes, Captain." Evans and tell him to send us a range estimate." "Yes, Captain," the girl replied crisply. "Yes, Captain?" Her voice was low. "Take over Control ... and Ivy...." "Yes?" Lashed together with a length of unbreakable beryllium steel cable, the to melt under the fierce radiance. Only the huge refrigeration plants on the vessels made life within them possible. And, even so, men were dying. a robocrane drew it within the ship and the cable was made secure. Like cosmic replicas of the ancient South American "bolas," the three spacecraft whirled in space ... and all three began that sunward plunge panel. " Ivy! "We're trying, Cob!" shouted Strike over the whine of the circuit. The gauges showed the accumulators full. " Now! the stops, and black space burst over his brain.... The last thing he remembered was a voice. It sounded like Bayne's. And it was shouting. "We're moving 'em! We're pulling away! We're...." And The three ships ... Lachesis , and old Aphrodisiac ... lashed together and drifting in space. Every man and woman aboard out cold from the acceleration, and Aphrodite's broad windows and back again at Strike. His frown was puzzled. "All right," said Strike, setting down his glass. "What's on your mind, "All I said to him...." "I know. I know what you said ... and it won't bear repeating. But you're not fooling me. You've fallen for old Lover-Girl and you don't want to leave her. Ver-ry commendable. Loyal! Stout fellah! But what about Ivy?"

<question>:
Of the following options, which best describes the Captain?

<options>:
A stubborn and competent
B funny and kind
C handsome and witty
D open-minded and bold

<answer>:

A