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	Luck be a Lady tonight, Luck be a Lady tonight.... Luck isn't with Fitz on this evening. Seemed that the little ruffians that had followed him into the toy store were back. Whether this was just coincidence or this was their normal evening hang out was anyone's guess but they had already managed to pick the pockets of half a dozen people in the place so far without being noticed. Then one of them spotted Fitz and grinned, his probably never have been brushed teeth showing as he did. Oh he could still win the bet after all. Moving through the growing crowds he kept his eyes on Fitz as another of the ingrates started coming up behind him. It was a classic set up. One behind to trip, another coming towards the mark to bump into. With all the jostling, it would be easy to get his pocket and pretty much anything else he had on him. Or so they hoped. 

	 Back at the docks, Atticus couldn't wait for the shit show to get under way. [color=fff79a]"Gods Speed people! Let's have some fun!"[/color] the Preacher said as he went ahead and started making his way off the docks and towards the town proper. He was ready to stretch his legs planet side, have a drink, take care of some of his vices and spend the rest of the evening confessing to himself. Which actually was a lot more like bragging. Either way, he was determined to have some fun. [color=fff79a]"Come on Sisters! Keep up or I am giving you nun outfits of old for the holidays!"[/color] he said in a joking manner with a wide grin on his face. He meant it as a joke but he was half serious. He would probably do it anyways just because he would love to see the look on their faces. It would be priceless. 

	Jahosafat slapped his old friend on the back. [color=gray]"That she is my good man. What better luck could such as her or any of these have than to be seen in town with two such as ourselves. I dare say we shall show them how the most enchanted of the lot do perform out in John Q. Publics eye. Taste, talent, tact. Though, if i may be so bold my tact might fall to the way side a bit come later this evening if the establishment pleases me. I could do with a right ripping mustaching if you catch the winds,"[/color] Jahosafat laughed. [color=gray]"It seems our priest does wish to beat us to the punch. Perhaps arriving before us will be his only chance to gather a woman of the arm. Tell me, what level of sin is it to steal from the father? Would it be sinful to steal of a virtue considering what the prize maybe?"[/color] he jested. [color=gray]"At this moment I only am holding my position on this dock to wait for the Lady in Red,"[/color] he winked before looking over towards Anisa. 

	Anisa let out a breath as she looked over towards Dorothy. [color=f26522]"Bitch please. You can't avoid it all the time. You need some fucking time off, same as me. Now get yer shit and be back down on these docks in five. That's a fucking order girl,"[/color] Anisa said sternly to Dorothy saying she wasn't coming. As Daphne came out and it seemed like she was joining them a little smirk crawled across the Captains features. [color=f26522]"Aww shit, you have to come now."[/color]

	Sighing a bit she leaned in. [color=f26522]"Listen, it's been a tough few days for all of us. You are the only one I fully trust. At least have a single drink with me? A toast to Jackson. He deserves it from us,"[/color] she said quietly before righting herself and looking at Dorothy in the eye. It was obvious the Captain was holding a lot of emotion back right then. She knew how much Dorothy hated drinking and drunks, but she also knew that Jackson meant a lot to the both of them. They all had been together a while and there still hadn't been any real goodbye type of moment for Jackson. The Captain needed her best friend right then.