"Take yer leave, and don't fall ourf the dock on yer way out!" Break called, snorting. "An' at least oi ken keep m' feet on the deck of m'   ship out at sea!" He turned to the two siblings sitting across from him and said, swaying slightly, "Ah, yer missin' out if you ain' never been sailin'!"

Break watched Abra get to her feet, and followed her lead, shaking his blonde head " 'Ave you a place ta stay, Mi'lady? M' ship could use a few crew members. Ken yer brover cook?" He asked, weaving as he stood, re-tying his long hair.

"We mos'ly take fro' tha smugglers, fat n' slow," Break said, setting a sack of coins down on the table. "Ya ken bet tha' Bloody Shiza'll be back soon." He rolled his eyes, putting his hand on a rapier hanging from his waist, hiccuping slightly.

"I dont know, usually Im the one cookin'." Abra grinned. "I wouldnt mind a little work aboard a ship though. Dee, can ya cook?" She asked, still smiling. Her face fell when she saw her brothers ex
pression; dark, forboding.

"I aint goin'." He growled. "Aint no way on the earth ya c'n make me go with a...pirate." He spat the last word out. "An' you'll be no better if ya go with 'im."

Abe fumed. "Fine then. I'll just go on by myself." Her hair shook as she held the most of her anger in. "Which of course means without you!" She nodded to Break turned on her heel and strode to the door, opening it and slamming it shut as she left. 

Remael shrugged, saying, "I'm one who can hold my drink, unlike many of the others here. Two or three or six, it doesn't matter!" He gave a hearty laugh, accepting his newest drink from the waitress. He flashed the burly woman a sly wink which turned her cherry red before turning back towards Kiona and saying, "So, how long do you plan to stay in this port? It's not usually a place for settle-downers, more of a pit stop if nothing else."

*~~*

Shiza had caught sight of Kismet's Tale a while ago and was having a heated debate in her head. It looked like the ship wasn't too heavily guarded, only three men patrolling her deck - and men were always men. It would be little problem to become a stow-away, hiding herself among the barrels of rum in the ship's hold. But did she want to do that to her pride? Less than a day ago, she had been the captain of her own ship, the beautiful Red Star. That she would ever see her again was doubtful if not downright impossible.

Steeling herself, Shiza the Once-Bloodyapproached the gangplank to the Kismet's Tale, her ex
pression set into one of pleasant drunkeness though she had long since recovered herself in light of her situation. The first of the guards cried out, demanding her to stop. A light smile playing over her lips, Shiza "absently" played with the strings to her corset, her voice a low, seductive tone as she said, "Hello, boys."

(hehehe.... BTW, everythign is implied here, you can think whatever you want BUT if need be, I will change it though note that this is part of Shiza's character)