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Re: A Day At The The Pirate Port

A redhead walked along the jetty, looking around herself. It was a dreary day (go figure) and she was in a decent mood. It was quite a sight to see her walking around without a care, humming along with the music to herself as she watched fights break out left and right. Just a normal day in Tortuga, if you asked her. Nothing to worry about yet. Unlike a lot of the women around Clara, she wasn't dolled up. She didn't believe in dolling up. She was a pirate, not a lady. She hadn't really gotten "dolled up" since she left her family a couple years back to be a pirate. The horror her family had faced when they realized this was only up to Clara's imagination. She hadn't really talked to them since that day, and to her knowledge, they never attempted to find her. That was fine with her.
Clara's hair hung in loose curls around her face as she walked. A man wolf whistled and she just rolled her eyes, continuing on. Go figure. She wasn't going to take that. She eventually saw another woman walking around, realizing it was another pirate like herself. She recognized her as Aneira Greene. She walked up to the woman and nodded at her. "Morning."