sometimes I'm sure it gets to all of us

Deluge didn't feel like going home, so she didn't. If the move had proven anything to her it was that she had always been a pirate at heart. The new restrictions, though minimal, had the almost adult chafing at the bit, so she had taken to wandering again.

In fact, this was probably the closest she had been back to home since the party after the raid.

The smell of cooking fish caught her nose and she weaved through the mangroves, one of the old pirate caches raided for the bottles that clinked over her hips, the last lot finished off on Silver Island. She wasn't trying to sneak up on the traveller, to the contrary, there was a jingle to her walk as she got closer. The guy looked to be close to her in age at least. “Want some company an' drinks ter go with that?” She asked as she approached, not that she was inviting herself to join him, just she had nowhere better to be.

“Speech”