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The waves of the ocean lapped against a old wooden dock. The busy port busled, ships coming and going fishermen talking, fishstands throwing fish and haggling with customers. All was going fine. Seagulls landing on the dock suddenly scattered as a drenched hand burst from the water gripping the dock, Nearby fishermen were the first to notice as a second hand appeared, silence spread over the dock as all peered wondering what was happening The hands strained as a beat-up brown leather tri-corner hat appeared over the dock as the hand was followed by the rest of the arm. Sea water dripped off the hat and body. The hat led to a man pulling himself up on the dock as the onlooking mob stared in wonder. The man from the sea jerked on his coat sending sprey everywhere. He removed the hat shaking it, As green eyes took notice of the crowd watching him. He smirked and took a bow. The crowd collectively rolled their eyes. As most were familure with his antics. He strolled down the dock as the portly dockmaster stepped in his way. "Evenin Hiro" He said. Hiro leaned back a bit raising an eyebrow. "Its captain Hiro thank you and why are you in my way." The dock master held out his hand for the docking fee. Hiro rubbed his stubble covered chin and a smirk crossed Captain Hiros lips, as sea water dripped off him. "You can plainly see I didnt tie up a boat." The dockmaster shook his head and stepped out of the way, he didnt like Captain Hiro and He didnt like being skimped out of his docking fee. But It couldnt be helped. Captain Hiro strolled away whistling.

Xandra grinned as the port master splashed in the water, grabbing at the rope. The pirate was mad, that was good. NightDancer was at her home in the forest, giving Xandra more invisibility. She followed the pirate with her cloak falling all the way to the floor and her hood laying a shadow on her face. The best way for an assasin to find a job was to find someone angry first. Whenever someone's angry, there has to be someone they're angry at. If someone's this angry, maybe they were angry enough to want someone killed. That was where Xandra came in. She picked up her speed a few steps and followed the pirate from a few feet away.

Xandra stopped as the pirate stopped, a smile playing on her hidden lips. "Ive simply come to offer my services to you." She said, innocently. "Unless you'd prefer to go about, taking your anger out on poles and port masters." An arm clothed in black leather and deep purple cloth left her black cloak and reached into the shadows of her hood, brushing a strand of hair away from her eyes.

"I'm sure my services would interest you very much." Xandra said, walking closer so she didn't have to talk so loud. "now Ive had experience as a mercinary, so I'd be happy to join your crew for a while, as long as it pays. But my true gift is in the art of assasination." She murmered the last sentence, glancing around quickly. "Now, you're angry at someone, I can tell that. But is it someone you'd be angry enough at, to want them killed?"

As her arm was grabbed, Xandra instinctivly drew her dagger, but stopped herself just before running it into the pirate's back. she wouldn't get very much money of him then anyway, pirates hid most of their loot in secret places, didn't they. She just stood there, rolling her eyes as the man knocked on trees.

Xandra looked at the man's stick, frowning. "You know what, maybe coming with you was a bad idea.." She said, starting to back up.

Xandra looked at him, obviously not impressed. Every mage she knew could make fire, without snapping and without a stick. "I hope you don't expect that to change my mind." She said disgustedly. She stood there for a few seconds, then rolled her eyes. "Alright, I'll come." She said finally. This could be interesting. And anyway, sail with a crazy guy for a few days and get payed, that'd be worth it.