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It was probably too late for this anyway, but the redheaded female decided to give it a chance. Hadn't there been a captain of sorts waiting for her? She remembered vaguely someone wanting to hire her for a position of a navigator. Hopefully it wasn't too late in the night to meet this so-called captain. She entered the bar with hesitation; personally she hated all the rough housing males. But, it was her one opportunity to go out and do something for a change.
She adorned a simple ruffled shirt, dark pants along with boots, and her hair tied in the back in a small ponytail. She didn't exactly care much for her appearance. What was the point, wasting time on how you look? She shook off her thoughts for the moment being, stalking along the noisy joint with a raised brow.

Now where could this fellow be?

The redhead decided to take a seat near the back of the bar, wanting her own space and of course peace and quiet. She kept there for quite some time, tapping fingers against the gnarled wood of the table before her. She hadn't found anyone yet that looked like a potential leader of a crew. Darting eyes across from person to person, she set eyes on a nearby male, finding him particularly interesting. He had bright colored hair which was most likely why she spotted him out from the rest. He seemed to be socializing with an other, so she decided not to interfere. ...but...He could very well be the one to which she was supposed to make contact with.