[centre][h1][color=chocolate]Marcus[/color][/h1][/centre]
[@Squirrel98]

[color=chocolate]'' Shit.'' [/color]Marcus swore, shoving a small jar of pickled apples into his bag. The last thing the crew needed was a confrontation. [color=chocolate]''How many people are here? Do you think they would be able to fight?'' [/color]Begining to silently pace the floor, he took a look around. This shop, like many others, was small and it was hard to avoid making any noise. Most of the products, with the exception of the fruits and vegetables, was wrapped in paper, that would crinkle at the slightest touch. Depending on the state the storeowners were in, he could be able to only grab some of the paper-wrapped products on the way out and even then, once they left the store, he and Hope would probably have to hide to avoid getting caught
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[centre][h1][color=8493ca]Anya[/color][/h1][/centre]
[@Blade17][@Squirrel98]

[color=8493ca]'' Blake, people do stupid things when they drink! You're a bloody pirate, you should know this'' [/color]snapped Anya, pretty annoyed at the outcome of the visit. There was no way she would spend the rest of the night on the ship. It wasn't uncommon for a younger crew member to drunkenly reveal the crew's secrets while visiting a tavern. That was pretty much the reason why the cabin boys were prohibited to leave without any supervision. Alcohol made people lose their inhibitions and possibly their mind- it was common knowledge. She shoved Blake's bag back to him. [color=8493ca]'' Besides, I'm not staying here. The night is young and I'm going to enjoy it. With or without you.''.[/color]

Pushing past Blake to get down back onto the port, she noticed Jack approaching. She hesitantly waved at him before continuing back towards the celebrations.

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[centre][h1][color=mediumspringgreen]Jane[/color][/h1][/centre]

Jane returned to the castle, looking pathetic and worn out. A couple of the servants approached her, wanting to see if she was hurt, but she dismissed them. The head guard should be back in the barracks, resting fort he night. While she felt bad for having to wake him, the country had to come first.

The maid approached the barracks, only to find the head guard lecturing a pair of young squires. With a sudden boost of confidence, she called out to him and proceeded to recount the events of the night.