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Mikayla huffed as she continued to watch the other ship. This part of her job was the most anxiety inducing. Royal or private ships were easily to fight as they had no idea how to fight dirty. However, getting into battle with another pirate ship was always increasingly more dangerous and risky. She left her post for a second to grab pen and paper and scribbled out a simple note, "who are you?" She whistled for her raven, yes a raven not a parrot, to deliver the letter over to the ships captain. While it wasn't always her choice to write to another pirate ship, there was something mysterious about the ship, almost as if it was calling to her. It wasn't like anything she had felt before, but she had to figure it out before she went insane over it. Overtime the idea that they were going to go to war with the other ship lessened which made her feel a little better, but she could tell her crew was ready if they needed to.
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Nymth looked over across the counter and noticed a woman that wasn't rather charmed by her. This piqued her interest and she cocked her head slightly as she looked the woman up and down. A sly smile spread across her face as she noticed that she was another pirate, a beautiful one at that. She looked back to the woman at the counter assessing her items, but carefully watched the other woman out of the corner of her eye. As she noticed what the pirate was doing she made her crew have a closer eye on her plunder, but made sure to distract the shopkeeper when her head would start to look in the others direction. She knew the other didn't need help getting away with stealing, but she didn't want the other woman to run away before she could get a chance to talk to her. Finally she sold all of her stuff and collected her gold and walked over to the other woman to introduce myself. "Hello beautiful," she purred. "My name's Nymth, what's a gorgeous thing like you doing here today?" She questioned, flashing her pretty smile as she spoke.