Nikkai braces herself as another person comes at her. In fact there were three of them. Aiming carefully she knocks the one into the other two sending them all back. Most of the men in the bar had gotten the clue that they probably shouldn't attack her. However this was also growing boring and quick. The initial reason behind her outburst wasn't simply to pick a fight but to coax out those who weren't just weaklings. If someone could take her punch and stay standing then it would be a sign they might not die before they reach their first island. 

	She turns her head over to the white haired man who said some sexist something or another. She hardly listened. However she did take note that he was one of the few in this tavern that wasn't pretty much useless. Then she heard the little bird girl call her 'captain' and it made her feel strangely happy with that. Even in her time with Able he never called her captain. Though to be fair it was just the two of them so it would sound like it was making fun of her. Captain of two. But hopefully after today she will have a crew. 

	[color=f7941d][b]"Of course you don't little one."[/b][/color] She says patting her on her head. [color=f7941d][b]"I like you. If you want to join our crew I'd be more than happy to have you there."[/b][/color] She gives her a quick smile and then turns back to the crowd. This time her smile seems more devilish.[color=f7941d][b] "As for the rest of you I'd have to be convinced any of you would be wroth the boot space on my ship."[/b][/color] She looks over at the two that still haven't gotten up from their table. Either they were not easily rattled or perhaps they simply didn't feel the need to fight. Either way it probably meant they were strong. 

	Walking briskly over to them through the crowd of people she pulls up a chair...er rather took it from someone still sitting in it. She also took a bottle of rum off of an adjacent table before sitting between the two. She sits casually as if there was no intention of fighting but their instincts would tell them otherwise. She takes her gloved hand and pulls the cork out of the rum bottle and flicks it out of sight and out of mind. Taking a swig she leans back in her chair balancing it on two legs and props up her feet on the table. 

	[b][color=f7941d]"Sooooo..."[/color][/b] she starts with an intentionally annoying and elongated tone.[b] [color=f7941d]".. I take it the two of you aren't newbies to the grand line are ya?"[/color][/b] she keeps her gaze between them so they were both in their peripheral vision. [color=f7941d][b]"Lets cut to the chase. I'm looking for a crew. I was hoping that my taunting would prompt some kind of reaction. I was wrong. The two of you smell like blood and violence. I like that. But before I ever extend you an offer you can't refuse I'd like to see what the two of you are made of."[/b][/color] Tilting back the rum bottle she finishes it and then slams it on the table.