Danny smirked when she realized the pirates didn't understand the situation, going as far as assuming the blood on Marcos's shirt was his own, despite how much there actually was. The tiny girl stepped forward, opening her mouth to respond when Luro whispered to her and Marcos. Raising a brow, Danny watched as the older pirate started drinking with them. Was he going to out drink them all? Wait until they passed out? Was it secretly poisoned or drugged? Shrugging, Danny moved onto the other ship, grinning to someone who looked like he did inventory. 
"Since we're buds and all now, you wouldn't happen to have obtained coloured ink?" She asked, confident. The man nodded, smiling disbelievingly.
"Yeah, the stuffs cheap, costs only a bit more than black. We've got some-"
"-kill you and steal everything you own!" It was still for a second, before the words sunk in and everyone around the girl drew weapons while Luro continued rambling, shooting the first kill of the fight.
"Danmit Luro!" The gurl bellowed, dodging attacks and planting hits. "Leave the lies to me next time! You're too drunk to tell the difference between a lie and a fact! I nearly had my goal!" She growled, viciously dragging her nails down a man's face before turning to punch another one. Soon, she had obtained a sword, though one shaped like nothing she had seen. It was long and flat, with only one side sharpened. The hilt was long too, wrapped in a type of cord. Had the girl been more worldly experianced, she'd recognise it as a katana. As she cut through the groups of pirates, she furrowed her brow, concentrating on the movements of her stolen blade. Finally, as many of the blades she used did, it got stuck, this time in someone's side. The girl pushed it forward, letting the body fall onto another pirate. Picking up the next sword she saw, she found a short sword. With this she continued around the deck of the other boat, until there wasn't anyone directly coming at her. She stood straight, looking around. It seemed as if Marcos and Luro had finished with their own groups, the rest running into the streets like so many spooked rabbits. Turning and glaring at Luro, Danny shook her fist, though she couldn't hide her smile.
"Luro, you drunk! Always stick with plan B! B for best, A for awful!"