{A Pansy in town}{Open}

[Wolfram]

Wolfram had gotten shore leave time from the navy base,the men's laughs just ringing in his head like a sick song.He was known as a pansy among the men in the navy barracks,mostly because when it came to pirates he couldn't run them through at that one crucial momment.But he wanted to prove those bastards wrong up at the base,he wanted to show them that he could run those damn pirates through if he wanted to and then drag they're sorry asses back.He was sick of being made fun of and sick of being laughed at,besides he vowed to make pirates pay for what they did to his parents so long ago.

As he walked up from the docks,his boots hit the gravel ground under him.With each step the earth crunched beneath him feet,a sword swung by his side and his expression was serious.Now brandishing a sword wasn't the only thing he was good at,no he could create a fireball in his hand and throw it at someone if they got him good and angry.It had been something he could do since he was very young,and it took awhile to master since he always kept burning himself in the process.

In truth Wolfram never cared about being in the navy,he only joined to fuel his revenge against pirates.But he was hoping to find that one person somewhere out there among the ocean blue,someone who he cared for even though they always fought and bickered when they we're younger.Yes he wanted to find his cousin,maybe just maybe they could put they're differences aside in the past and bury the hatchet.But wait this was his cousin he was talking about,sighing he trudged up a hill towards a local place to get a bite to eat.

[Arabella]

What was Arabella even doing in a place like this? This was not exactly a place for a girl like her. She belonged where all the scumbags of the ocean where, taking what she could to survive until she found a ship to join. People would have known she wasn't a rich girl, that she was a scavenger, a scavenger close to many, many pirates. She could point in any direction and tell them where the pirates where, but she never would. Arabella longed to one day join a pirate crew and become a girl to travel the seven seas, see places beyond where she could see. She was the opposite of her cousin, she loved this life of freedom. It may be a life of freedom running from the navy, but it was a life she was willing to follow. She was willing to possibly run in to Wolfram one day on her adventures.

Arabella's blonde hair was down today, which was rare to see as she usually had it in her purple bandanna. But this was because she didn't want to draw attention to herself...too much. Her blue eyes sparkled with determination to leave this place. She was wearing her usual revealing top and her usual skirt, and this was going to be how she was going to draw attention to herself if she was spotted. She had to quickly make her way out of here without really being caught my the navy sneaking out, and she had to persuade someone to take her on their ship somewhere else, like back to The Crooked Cat where she could get more money and drinks and relax. But she had to get the docks to get to a ship.

She tried to act as casual as possible, but with her attire, she looked all but casual. She tried not to let it get to her as people looked at her with eyebrows raised. Please, she hoped, please let them think she was a pirate or something. As she looked ahead on towards where the docks and the cove met, and she saw someone in navy uniform. She started to panic somewhere deep on the inside. She kept her head down and kept walking, not realizing it was her cousin. She just hoped he wouldn't notice her or stop her. She held her breath a bit as she hoped, just hoped. She had to get to a boat, she had to persuade her way on, she must not get stopped here.

[Wolfram]

What would she look like now,how would she even react to him after so much time has passed.Pushing that aside for now a new thought entered his mind,would she even remember him that was the thing.But why would she want to remember a cousin she never got along with,always argued and fought with...not to mention kicked his sorry ass too.As he looked up seeing some people pass him,his blue eyes fell upon a young woman who had blonde hair and was acting quite strangely walking with they're head down and not even making eye contact with anyone they passed.Although her attire was quite odd and abit off,she was dressed in rather revealing clothes did that mean she was a pirate.

His footsteps stopped as he pulled out his sword,a pirate there was a pirate here.It was a woman though and who knows she might kick his sorry arse all the way back to the navy base,no woman or not woman he had to take her down and prove he was not such a pansy.Besides he wanted to prove to his cousin he wasn't one either,then maybe she would have a little more respect for him if he ever saw her again.Wolfram put his blade back in it's sheath,he had the power of fire so why not use it in this kind of situation.

Feeling his palm begin to heat up,a fireball erupted in his hand then started to move it around.It made a ring like pattern which he used to spread around the walking female,for her sake she better stop unless she wanted to be burned quite badly.And with a body like that,it would be a shame to waste such beauty when it's burnt.When the ring was complete he took out his blade,he controlled the flames so it won't hurt anyone else except the woman inside the ring.

"Alright stop where you are pirate,unless you want to get toasted".