The young red haired woman sat quietly on the wooden stool of the old bar, her slender yet curved figure turned away from all the peering eyes that where most likely peeling of each section of clothing the poor woman was wearing slowing in the owners mind. Her eyes where shielded by the long lengths of the fiery red fringe that was dipping down with the soft silky strands gently brushing her petite nose, her hands cupping the large mug of beer in front of her as she kept her figure tall and proud. The men in the bar had been eyeing her off for what seemed like a good hour and the women, their eyes where sending daggers straight into her pale back that was covered with a black coat, the furred ends brushing her skin gently.
The woman in the bar was small, she seemingly had a child's figure. Small hands and a pretty face but it was certain she was of age with one simple glance to the chest, she had been seated at the stool at the center of the bar for a while, her mind blocking out all the action around her as she seemed focused on other matters. That was all until a man walked into the bar, his breath tinged with alcohol and his fat bouncing around his dirt layered body, a gang of men walking in behind him with matching appearance. Fat and filthy. The new comers walked straight up to the bar tender to whom seemed as if he had just about died inside. Instantly it was clear that the men where feared. She stayed quiet, the red head simply taking another drink of her beer not even slightly interested. Just as she placed down the large glass mug that held her drink the attention of the men was caught, mainly the hippo of the group to whom walked up to the woman and sat beside her, sending her a crooked smile and a ink. "Fancy a drink ma'am?"
Finally the red haired girl looked up, her large brown eyes glaring at the man before looking down at her half empty drink then back at the man. "No."
"I wasn't asking." Even if he had just got rejected the man wanted to play it cool, he could not look weak in front of a young woman, hell no.
She looked up and released her breath before picking up her mug and raising it to her lips. "Bothersome..." She took her time drinking, seemingly ignoring the man for some time before placing her drink down onto the bench in front and looking straight ahead. "You said it in a asking manor, sir."
Even for a little bitch the girl had manners, that was all he could think of. The load of fat wrapped one arm around the girl with another crooked grin, this one having a look of lust behind it. "C'mon girly, don't you know who I am?"
She simply shrugged, her red locks falling around her body, her revealed stomach not even tensing in fear of the man. "An ass?"
That did it, he was by far pissed off. She could mock him lightly but so openly? He would not accept it. The man reached for his swords and drew the rusting blades, raising them to the girls side and leaning closer. "I am captain of a pirate crew, Girly." She stayed frozen, her breathing hitched as if fear was finally in her veins. "Now are you going to play nicely?"
His fat twig like arm that had no sword in it reached out for the woman's chest only to be slapped down, a stern look on the girls face with a hidden killer intent. "No."
The black short shorts she wore where riding up her sides, the bar stool finally coming to her discomfort leading to a shifting from sitting to standing. The girl placed a sack of coins onto the bar and nodded towards the bar tender, making her way out of the bar with a smirk on her face. The man was outraged, giving the order for them to find the girl. He had plan that would involve ropes and kinky sex but all that was ruined once the men came outside to an empty road, not a human in plain sight.
The red haired girl walked down the alleyway with a blanked expression, her face rock hard with slight emotion; hate. Men where horrible.
She hated them, all of them. The way the acted as if they owned females it made her sick deep in the pits of her stomach and have the feeling of going on a rage. Taking in a deep breath the woman smoothed down her red hair looking out to the end of the alleyway that would soon open up onto the docks. She was ready to leave this town, men here where just pigs. Shaking her head the woman took a step out into the open looking from left to right then walking forth to the small boat that was tied up to the dock's many posts. She hadn't had time to tie up properly, she was dying for a beer and would not let something so simple annoy her.
It was a struggle getting her own knot undone but sure enough she pushed her small boat off and rose the sail, the wind guiding her out of the bay and out onto open sea. It was the best feeling in the world being able to leave everything behind like that and just set sail. She had no fear, even if she where a devil fruit user. The sea was her hoe and she was it's loyal lover. A small smile tugged on her face as the woman fell back onto the deck looking at the night sky before remembering something important she had forgotten but not putting her finger on it quiet before cursing out loud. Lilliana!
It was in a flash the boat was turned around and the wooden piece of shit or as she like to call it was back at the docks with another small girl tapping her foot at the front of the boat screaming. "MARI! FORGET ME ONE MORE TIME. I DARE YOU! I FUCKING DOUBLE DARE YOU!"
The two girls now set out to sea together, the red haired female laying on deck once again whilst the white hair girl watched the winds and the tides. Lilliana was always the smarter one of the two, Mari was seemingly just the brawn despite how weak she really was. The due relied mainly on devil fruit powers but not all the times it would save them. Mari looked at the stars smiling whilst Lilliana looked blank yet annoyed. The two had been best friends since either could remember. They both where the freaks of their junior schooling. Mari teased over her horrendously bright red hair and Lilliana teased over the pointed ears that rested upon either side of her face.
"Anything interesting happen?" Mari had to think about that one, nothing interesting happened. She didn't really think of fat men as being interesting but then again it was a slight bit of amusement.
She let out a small chuckle and looked towards the well dressed friend of her's, taking a moment to admire the fine lolita styled dress she wore. "Just pigs."
Lillianna seemingly froze, her hands balled into small firsts and she adverted her attention fully from the weather and onto the red head before her. "You didn't draw attention, did you?"
Mari looked to Lillinna with a blank expression before cracking a smile and sending her a wink. "I kept it clean"
The white haired elf like girl just sighed, relief filling her mind along with the though of peace. No navy would be chasing the two girls down to all the corners of the worlds today. "Thank god... you re normally so... messy."
Mari gave the white haired girl a shocked expression and held her hand to her chest before smirking once again. "Oh how ru-" She was quickly cut of by the sound of a firing cannon, the splashing of water and the screaming of men. Both girls attention was now sparked up and high on alert as both woman looked out to the sea to find where and what was making the horrendous noise before their eyes, two pirate ships engaged in battle. The weather that Lilliana was meant to be watching had turned nasty in seconds, cursing the girls with unholy waves the would soon flip the boat. Just as the though came into Mari's mind she felt the wooden craft shift beneath her. "LILLIANA! GRAB SOMETH-"
Once again she had been interrupted by the churning waves that had thrown her over the side of the ship into the cold stormy waters of the grand line, her red hair spiraling out around her as everything turned dark and cold, the last thing she saw was the bright flashes of cannons and a blonde haired man with a head of white hair gripped tightly in his arms heading towards the two with great speed.