Dateline: To Catch A Pirate [c]

[REUBEN E. BLAKE]

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[Tenkai]

Cheerfully running along the icy pathway, the bleached haired pirate would hope to make it in time to purchase a quick meal at the local pub before it closed for the day. She was well known at the major port of Centaurea given that there were not that many residents living there. Ashley Winner was a very busy woman and her constant agitation to keep on moving shows that. Despite the brutal weather of the island, she always kept herself preoccupied running errands or causing mischief somewhere. The absolute worst thing to her would be to sit still and do nothing. It provided no entertainment for her or any sort of value, so she preferred to always find something to do.

Bursting into the pub with both arms knocking the door open, she would loudly proclaim to the entire room that she had made her arrival on time. "I'm here I'm here! Please tell me you did not close the kitchen, I'm starving!" By the time she finished her plead, the bartender would laugh whole-heartily and and speak to the begging lady, "Don't worry pretty lady, we kept a hot meal just for you waiting! We knew you would come." Smiling to the older man behind the bar, his act of kindness would be most appreciated by the blond. She still had to pay for her meal, but the fact that they had saved her some was pretty clutch in her opinion.

"So what's new around these places?" The young beauty would ask between bites of her delicious chicken alfredo meal. She was notorious for striking up conversations with all of the locals in the pubs and making the place more lively with her general up-beat attitude. She really had no fear and held no secrets. In fact, Ashley enjoyed to be very open with people about herself and even though she was a pirate, she did not have any enemies in particular. She was just a very approachable person that people enjoyed being around, even marines.