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((OCC: Princess/Howling you gotta read back a handful of posts and figure out where everybody is before posting. Tossing yourself randomly in in a location where nobody is hardly makes any sense. xD Go with the flow of the story, not against it like your opening does. SD mentioned you've done this before, you gotta put your character into the meat of the RP, not miles away from it. The story can't go anywhere if somebody else causes it to go backwards.))

Overhearing the dragon-girl and Kol talking, Tear inteviened. "Pirates aren't all bad. I've bee around em plenty of times uncle. I used to sneak down to the town and go to the tavern for a drink. You know I couldn't handle the dwarven brew!"

"Pah, pirates even still." muttered the dwarf taking a swig of his flask.

"Perhaps it may be time to pay the Nighthawk a visit eh" The elf gave a rougish smile and made her way down to the docks. The Nighthawk was one of the largest ships in the harbour. Tear wasn't frightened but she could see the man who had launched a attack on a slave auction earler, as well as the frightening captain of the vessel.

(perhaps the captain was seen, and if the first mate is part shark... maybe a immortal sea dog or something)

Tear mustered up her courage, she didn't want to head back to Sandora just yet.
Seeing other pirates carrying crates onto the ship, perhaps the elf could blend in.
She grabbed a a nearby crate and started up the gangplank, thankful for her honed strength.

(Lol, despite Tear's enthusiasm/courage I think Mizzen will have to her out on that one. Sorta difficult to blend in among pirates as a pregnant elf I'd imagine. =P)

Cocking what would have been an eyebrow had she had any, Mizzen watched as a random elf, a pregnant one at that, waddled down the dock and grabbed a crate of cargo bound for the Nighthawk.

"While I do appreciate your enthusiasm ma'am, I was referring to my crew..." Mizzen stated, stopping Tear's advance up the gangplank with her tail. Using the massive amount of muscle housed in her tail, she lightly scooted the elf backwards and to the side so the crew continue loading the ship. "Any reason ye suddenly felt the need to hop to and help load our ship?"

(I have to admit I kind of jumped the gun a little myself with my last few posts. I'm sorry everyone. sweatdrop )

Ratched patted the slave's head and then turned to look back at the ship and bit his lip. No doubt Mizzen wouldn't care about the slave, but he had wasted gunpowder, she would probably scold him later for that. Despite them being friends, getting on her bad side wasn't good and wasn't wise.

Looking back at the new gunner and the pretty girl he nodded. "Alright, let's head back. Minara did your pops show you how to work a cannon?" he asked as he stared his way back to the ship.

Passing Arturia, sitting upon an emptry crate, their eyes met for a second and Ratchet couldn't put his finger on it but there was some odd about that woman. Heck, there was some odd about most of the women he had met today. This port town was something. What stood out about the mysterious crate sitting girl was her jewelry. Ratchet had studied and read about Lunaris in books.

Books helped him cope a little during the long, and tiring, trips out at sea. Yet if this woman was from that fairy tale then why the heck was she sitting on an empty cargo box?

He laughed at her handshake then nodded. "It's nice to meetcha then! It's also good to know I have someone well skilled covering my back." he replied to her happily. There wasn't anything he could teach her it seemed, which dissapointed him a little. Still it was nice to have another gunner onboard.

Looking at the woman on the crate his curiosity got the better of him. "Pardon me Ms, but what are you doin' sitting on that crate? You ain't trying to get mugged are ya?" he asked crossing his arms.

"Well with the way you're dressed and that sparkly jewelry your sporting make you look Regal. In case you haven't noticed there's a pirate ship nearby, any briggand worth his salt would probably find you an easy target." he replied a hand to his chin. It was obvious wasn't it? Her jewels sparkled in the sun, of course Ratchet had picked up Miz's eye for treasure himself, with all of the times she would drag him to the markets and point out the 'fakes' from the real mccoys.

This woman's jewels weren't fake, yet something about them kind of intimidated him a little, that and he felt as if her eyes were burrowing into his soul when she stared at him. Swallowing a little he tried to look away but couldn't. "W-Well I wouldn't think about stealin' them meself....b-but I was just sayin'. I don't mind ya relaxin' enjoyin' the day, but I'd keep the mints under your coat if I were you." he said placing a hand to the back of his head.

(sorry I've been playing a lot of Xenoblade Chronicles lately. xD The british voice acting is starting to influence me a little. razz )