Erika the Stiff

"Eh? Why?" Kat asked, tilting her head. She then snickered, "The name's Saphira Katianna! And I'm a pirate!" she took Erika's hoof and shook it wildly for a few seconds, then let go.

The bartender brought her another pizza and she devoured it as well, sipping at her alcohol.

Mari cringed as she over heard that the pony only a few feet away from her call herself a pirate! Now she knew for a fact that she never should have come here tonight. She could see the tention riseing between the guards pony and the pirate. Mari wouldn't be suprizes if the two didn't get into a fight by the end of the night. Mari began to sink into her chair. If a fight did brake out, Mari didn't want to be in the middle of it.

Erika chuckled. The blatant oblivion some ponies were lost in was ridiculous. Did Saphira know to whom she was speaking, or was she oblivious, as well, to the crimes of piracy?

"Saphira, what is it you do as a pirate?" she asked, leaning closer. "Do tell me. I would love to hear it."

Say something incriminating. Say something incriminating. Say something incriminating, Erika willed. Tonight was going to be okay, after all.

Shinygear continued watching, curious of what was going to happen next. Shiny had already figured out that a pirate was in his presence, which was already interesting enough. But the fact that a guardspony might do something guard-like to said pirate intrigued him.

"Hm?" Kat tilted her head curiously, "What I do? Well, lately I've been doing nothing but float around in a boat." she laughed, smiling. Her eyes closed as she grinned joyfully, "Why is it that you ask, Miss...?"

She watched Erika carefully, but unnoticed. Her mind worked quickly, studying the mare's every movement. The cracks between her armor, the way she moved her eyes, her dagger strapped to her hoof. Kat placed a hoof on her katana, ready to draw them if needed.

I walk in and look at the guards pony talking to the katana wielding pony, i raise a eyebrow shrug and walk up to the bar and pull up my goggles leaving my bandana on. i stroke my two combat knifes which are on my desert camo suit shoulders and wait for the bartender to get to me.

(Sorry GreenBlade, Callalilian and I have both left this site so this thread is a bit, well, dead. And has been for a while now. Sorry! It'd be better to find some more recent posts, or make a thread yourself).

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