[angry audio - action for her crewbies]

[myfayevalentine]

Thank fuck that's over. The ungrateful brats.

You cook for them, you clean for them, you keep them safe from harm. And how do they repay you?

...

By holding knives at your throat and making threats to kill you. Little shits.

*Probably, that'll be the last time she tries to be nice to anyone. Her crew might have noticed that she's been keeping herself locked away and in hiding on the ship. She's not leaving for anything, at least for now*
 

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audio;

[myfayevalentine]

Gun Frontier is next, I've heard. Going to hit the ranges, or anything else I need to shoot.

audio;

[hoodwinking]

Gun Frontier... I like the sound of it already! I should pick some up while I'm at it. Though, I need more gunpowder, more than anything.

audio;

[myfayevalentine]

Yeah, me too. I want to get as much as I can from that place - who knows when we'll be able to stock up again.

audio;

[hoodwinking]

It would be late next month, if how we're sailing is any indication.

Wah, I don't know anything about this island other than it's name... I should really start asking around the next time we're docked at Isle Empieza. Information gathering's important, after all...

audio;

[myfayevalentine]

What I do know I found out over this book thing. Could try asking some people you know id they've got any extra info?