The dull, tiresome and otherwise unimpressed expression changed little when the lad brushed his accomplishment aside like it was a daily routine in business. And, perhaps it was. Seemed like he knew a couple of bullet-dodging nutters besides himself. Still...
“Ha-ki...?” The word dangled off the top of her tongue, though the actual meaning of that word had slipped the woman by without much thought, but decided to quickly scribble it on a mental note all the same.
Not that she ever not wrote anything down.
In her selfish process to comprehend the situation, the offer to tag along with mister invincible hadn't gone unheard and with an acknowledging nod she rose from her seat. “Certainly, mister...?” The woman began fishing for his name, which he had promptly given not long after they exited the bar.
Jarren...
Did not suit the image of a pirate, though piracy in and of it self rarely befitted anyone. A wretched practice, but perhaps a necessary one in all.
“I doubt the validity of your title if it's solely you as part of the crew. Though, who'd willingly follow an abomination on a whim?” The question sounded less genuine than it was, honestly, a single finger resting on her chin as the woman wondered for a moment before promptly asking; “Mind if I ask what your plans are, mister pirate?”
“Ha-ki...?” The word dangled off the top of her tongue, though the actual meaning of that word had slipped the woman by without much thought, but decided to quickly scribble it on a mental note all the same.
Not that she ever not wrote anything down.
In her selfish process to comprehend the situation, the offer to tag along with mister invincible hadn't gone unheard and with an acknowledging nod she rose from her seat. “Certainly, mister...?” The woman began fishing for his name, which he had promptly given not long after they exited the bar.
Jarren...
Did not suit the image of a pirate, though piracy in and of it self rarely befitted anyone. A wretched practice, but perhaps a necessary one in all.
“I doubt the validity of your title if it's solely you as part of the crew. Though, who'd willingly follow an abomination on a whim?” The question sounded less genuine than it was, honestly, a single finger resting on her chin as the woman wondered for a moment before promptly asking; “Mind if I ask what your plans are, mister pirate?”