Abigail sighed and shook her head at Hunter's statement.  "It would be nice to think that it would turn out that way, but I'm doubtful.  Marines get around, you know.  They've got a far greater area of access than any pirate as well as the love of most common people.  The issue here isn't how close one of their bases is.  The issue is someone, anyone who saw what just went down, talking to either a marine or someone who could get a message to a nearby marine."

The captain couldn't help but look around as the navigator explained why there was a good chance the island would have some crew members for them to recruit.  So many of the bar flies were staring at them now.  EAch one was wondering if these guys had a bounty, and would it be worth it to make a move?  Then again, she wasn't the best at reading faces so maybe everyone was just staring because the group was a novelty to look at.  

When Hunter finished Abigail nodded, without pausing her eyes roaming about the room to try and figure out who exactly was looking at them the hardest.  "Alright."  She said.  "The island does sound promising and even if we don't manage to take on some new blood then at least we'll piss off some marines.  That's never a bad way to start out in pirating."  Her drink was raised up to Hunter.  "To Shipwreck isle it is then."  She bent tilted it the rest of the way and finished the contents inside.  

Abigail listened to the sharpshooter and nodded.  "Who knows with marines.  They're all deranged if you ask me.  There's probably some strange message of justice to it like unicorns and justice are both real even if there's no proof of it, or something along those lines."  The redhead shrugged.  "I don't know.  Their idea of justice doesn't make sense to me either."

When Ann mentioned going to the ship Abigail stepped aside.  "Yeah.  Let's see it.  I'm anxious to see just how silly the damn figurehead looks in person."  The woman walked behind the sharpshooter to the ship and paused when the woman pointed it out.  Her face went pale.  "Oh.  Oh no.  It's horrible like a magical rainbow fairy took a crap."  A shudder went up and down her spine like a bird trapped in a room.  "But at least its' floating.  That's something."  

After the tour was over and Anna slumped down into a chair, Abigail moved over to the edge of the boat.  She put her hands on the railing and leaned over to look out into the sea.  Her eyes moved from side to side.  It was all blue, with the occasional white cloud.  She paused and narrowed her eyes.  "Is that a cloud, or a ship."  Something kicked in Abigail's stomach.  

"Hey, Anna.."  Abigail, said as she turned her attention back to the woman in the chair.  "Let's go see if Jack needs help bringing the supplies.  I'm sure its just paranoia but the sooner we're out to see the better."