Mavis found herself arriving to Mock town, with the help of the Pirate Crew she had been with, they were known as the Chain Pirates, but they weren't a popular bunch but they had a little bit of fame.
"Mavis you coming?" Ty the captain of Chain Pirates would ask her.
She nodded her head no, giving them a smile.
Second sighed, "Alright, well stay here then I guess."
Mavis waved bye to the swordsman he followed Ty into town.
She sat on the ship with the remaining crew-mates. They stared at her, especially the most recent member which was a woman with crimson-red hair. Then a small boy with white spiked-hair.
"Will you... quit staring..." Mavis sighed.
The woman huffed, "I am just curious why we harbor you around. You don't even help us fight off marines or other pirates."
“Misaki… watch your tone with her…” The small boy warned her.
“It’s fine Leon, Misaki is right, I am basically dead weight.” Mavis sighed, jumping off the ship, “I’ll see you both later…”
Mavis began her own exploration of Mock Town, she wish she could tell them why she travels with them, but this was her fourth year with the crew and Misaki had only been with them for about three months. So obviously she had a place in the crew if she truly desired, however the pirate life didn’t seem appealing. You seriously couldn’t trust nobody so why is that appealing? Is it the treasure or the adventure? Ty always told her it was the adventure, Leon said it was the treasure and being able to make new friends and Second didn’t care for either.
Mavis had walked into a bar ordering herself a glass of water, settling down at a round table with three chairs. A man approached her with a sly smirk.
“Hey little lady, how about I buy us a private room for the night?” He chuckled.
Mavis slapped his face sending him crashing face-first to the weak wooden floor, cracking the wood, “Not tonight Satan.”
She sat back down one hand in her lap the other one near her straw, fingers intertwined on the straw. Lightly sipping she kept her legs crossed. Slight smile plastered on her face.
"Mavis you coming?" Ty the captain of Chain Pirates would ask her.
She nodded her head no, giving them a smile.
Second sighed, "Alright, well stay here then I guess."
Mavis waved bye to the swordsman he followed Ty into town.
She sat on the ship with the remaining crew-mates. They stared at her, especially the most recent member which was a woman with crimson-red hair. Then a small boy with white spiked-hair.
"Will you... quit staring..." Mavis sighed.
The woman huffed, "I am just curious why we harbor you around. You don't even help us fight off marines or other pirates."
“Misaki… watch your tone with her…” The small boy warned her.
“It’s fine Leon, Misaki is right, I am basically dead weight.” Mavis sighed, jumping off the ship, “I’ll see you both later…”
Mavis began her own exploration of Mock Town, she wish she could tell them why she travels with them, but this was her fourth year with the crew and Misaki had only been with them for about three months. So obviously she had a place in the crew if she truly desired, however the pirate life didn’t seem appealing. You seriously couldn’t trust nobody so why is that appealing? Is it the treasure or the adventure? Ty always told her it was the adventure, Leon said it was the treasure and being able to make new friends and Second didn’t care for either.
Mavis had walked into a bar ordering herself a glass of water, settling down at a round table with three chairs. A man approached her with a sly smirk.
“Hey little lady, how about I buy us a private room for the night?” He chuckled.
Mavis slapped his face sending him crashing face-first to the weak wooden floor, cracking the wood, “Not tonight Satan.”
She sat back down one hand in her lap the other one near her straw, fingers intertwined on the straw. Lightly sipping she kept her legs crossed. Slight smile plastered on her face.