Capra's day was not going nearly as well as he had hoped. Scouring this island in search of Dead Eye hadn't been successful thus far, he was beginning to wonder if his information was false. If that weren't enough, the island was so dreary and depressing that Capra's excitement felt like it was being drained slowly, and painfully through a plastic straw. He likely only had a handful of hours left until the ship sailed without him, so he'd have to hurry up and find Dead Eye, if she was even on the damn island. After much consideration, Capra decided to check outside the prison. He had steered clear of it during his search, as he figured that a fair amount of the prisoners were put away by [i]him[/i] and he figured they would not be happy to see him. He exhaled, and trudged off towards the large imposing prison. His poleaxe was still on his back, and as long as he had that, he would be fine. At least, that's what he told himself.

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After a very boring trek across the island that Capra spent mostly psyching himself up, he saw the prison. A large imposing place, definitely not the type of prison he'd want to be put in. Which made the idea of him being the reason many prisoners were in this prison even more unsettling, they'd probably try and tear him to pieces if they managed to get their hands on him. His eyes trailed across the landscape, it seemed as though he was near the back of the prison. After trudging out of the bushes, he found himself face-to-face with two strangers, well, he was taller than the two strangers, so maybe not face-to-face. These two were strange, that was for sure. An incredibly short red haired woman, and a man with goggles on his head, who was also rather short. Neither were Dead Eye. But he had wasted enough time, maybe they knew where his target was? There was no chance of them telling him if he didn't ask. Oh god, that sounded like something his mom would say, he was glad he didn't say that out loud. Instead of breaking the ice like a normal person, right after stepping out of the bushes, and observing the two, Capra spoke. [color=bc8dbf][b]"I'm looking for Dead Eye. Do you know where she is?"[/b][/color] No hello, just straight to the point. Capra berated himself for being so blunt, these people weren't frequenters of the Underworld like most people he was used to talking to, a simple "Hello." would have probably been a good way to start the conversation.

It didn't occur to Capra that it was rather strange that these two people, who were clearly not marines, were sneaking around the side of a prison, nor did it occur to him that he himself likely came off as incredibly strange. Not like it mattered to him if he did, he just wanted to find Dead Eye, and fight her.