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Reap, still watching the horizon heard Rachel call up to him. Turning he looked down t her, she was gesturing towards the docks. He grabbed the spyglass kept up there and looked down with it. He saw a man, leaning on a post extremely close to the ships gangplank. "great, were being noticed." Reap muttered to himself, he grabbed a rope and swung down from the crow's nest, landing by Rachel. "How long has he been there?" She turned to look at Reap. "I don't know, I just noticed him." Reap sighed heavily. Thinking that he should he raised the gypsy flag when they docked. He checked to make sure his rapier was secure before heading towards the now almost deserted gangplank. Most of the crew had piled out already, except a few deck swabs. Rachel followed close behind Reap, one hand on the pistol in her belt. "Remember, we don't want to draw to much attention to ourselves." He muttered to Rachel. He walked along the deck, one hand dragging on the rail. Reap wore his red Captions coat, left hanging open at the front and displaying his scar across his abdomen, his short hair was just poking out the top of his black bandana. The green color seeming to fit him perfectly. Even at first sight it would be clear to any smart person that this was a dangeres man. His size, and the way he carried himself was sometimes intimidating to more common folk and few ever got in his way. He walked down the gangplank, Rachel and all her beauty hot at his heels. He walked up to the man, a calm relaxed look on his face. "She's a beautiful ship is she not? I won her in a game of dice on a small little island just off the coast of Spain." he would speak calmly and friendly at first, trying to figure why exactly the man was here before making assumptions that could lead to someone getting hurt.