[@Stern Algorithm] [@Noodles]

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[h2][u][color=0072bc]"Black Wolf" Coyote[/color][/u][/h2][/center]

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Coyote was shocked out of his semi-daydreaming state by a voice calling to him from one of the ships he'd been standing near. He glanced at the ramshackle little thing, eyeing it up and down critically. He wasn't anticipating a battleship, really, but still, it was... sub-optimal. Still, it looked better than some of the things he'd gotten over the Red Line with. And at least this lady was nice enough to greet him first. And that Jolly Roger meant he wouldn't have to worry about them trying to turn him in, assuming they recognized him.

Plus- and this was only a small part of it- they had a doggy. A nice big doggy, actually. Huge. Just sitting there on the railing, comfortable as you please.

Adorable.

He filed that thought away for now, raising a hand to the woman on the deck of the ship. 

[color=0072bc]"Hoy,[/color] he called up cheerfully, [color=0072bc]"much obliged, but perhaps I can start negotiations with you first? My name is Kurt, and I'm looking for passage to the Grand Line. If you're not planning on crossing over yourselves, then just a jaunt to Loguetown would be good enough. I'd be willing to compensate you and your crew fairly for your generosity."[/color]