(okay, that's it, I'm making a dude :P)

Ishtar's Flight floated quietly in the harbor, her splendid sails tied up for the night. Remael sighed as he looked at his ship for awhile, watching her bob up and down in the water. Running a hand through his long black hair, he turned to his first mate, who was waiting nearby. He told him to go spend the night as he saw fit and the tired man eagerly nodded. They had been out at sea almost consistenly for several months now, nearing a year. This was the first extended rest his crew would get. Remael himself found that he was eyeing the Stuck Pig Inn, his mouth already watering for a little bit of alcohol. He flipped his black hat on his head, readjusted one of his boots which was sagging a little bit, and made his way into the inn, which was starting to really bustle with activity. 

From the look of things, Remael wasn't the first pirate to arrive in this little port. Two already drunk pirates were conversing at the bar while a few others were strewn about the rest of the tables. Every table was occupied by someone. Finding a table with only one person sitting at it, a woman, Remael approached, taking off his hat and bowing slightly as he asked, "Fair lady, would you be so kind as to grant me permission to sit at your table?" He had an english accent, smooth, deep, and rich. 

(he's talking to Kiona, btw :3)

Kiona looked up from her drink. "Go right ahead" She said in her scottish accent. "No one else is sitting there" she smiled and kicked out the chair for him to sit down.

(BIG brainfailure))

"Naahh, Shizu, ol' Break Your Bones knows better than to be robbed by a lady." Break giggled, looking seriously at Abe. "Neither of us are from high clas.s, Abra. I jus' lern to be a gennelman." His accent, somewhere along the line, had morphed from well-bred to cockney. "'elps when unner pressure!" He said, putting his feet up.

"I ken give yew a job, Abra! Youse a good sailor?" Break asked, looking crookedly at Abra and Dee. "'Yer brover innerested?" Break coughed, draining another mug. "Dunn'n look like he's a drinker!"

Abra poked her brother. "He said it. I was mearly pointing out a fact. There's no differ'nce between people." She laughed. "He's aint a drinker...an' the farthest out I've ever been in the sea is my thighs. Never been sailin." Abcde groaned and rubbed his temples. 

Shiza pouted, her ex
pression turning sour. She drained her most recent mug and slammed it on the bar next to all the other ones. She peered around Break to scowl at the two siblings, saying,

"Ef, you've neverrr bin at see 'afor, den aye don' suggess ya go wit dis man. He sails lyke e leef in de ocean, can't keep nothin' unner controll. Hic!"

Shiza grabbed her hat, somehow managing to get it securely on her head with the first try. She saluted Break and said, "Well den, yu ol' coot, aye'll take mai leave."

The female pirate cut a weaving path towards the door, knowing of a friend or two in this town that would give her free lodging for the night... if she ever made it there. The cool night air, heavily scented with the smell of the sea, helped to clear Shiza's head, it always did... unless she was drinking while sailing of course. Some of her dizziness evaporating, Shiza took a small detour to stroll along the docks, regretfully watching the various ship bob in the water. 

*~~*

Remael smiled. "Always a good reason to visit a place." He noticed that his drink was suddenly empty and waved down the watress again, glancing at his table companion to ask, "Shall I treat you to another one?"

(phail XD)

((LOL. Her's funneh when drunk. XD))

Abcde watched the lady pirate leave, glad that he wasnt one to partake of the drink himself. "Not if it makes me act like that," he mumbled as the door shut. Abe looked at him and he waved her off. "Nothin' Wasnt doin' nothin' 'cept talkin to myself." 

"Alrighty then..." Abra shrugged and crossed her legs where she sat, unlaced them, stretched them, and stood, never one to stay still for long. 

((Hmmm...Maybe I can...LOL.

Im so bored.))