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She looked over at this man, he was quite an work of art and she sighed, "I don't do well with new surroundings...do you mind if I give you a couple days...or even hours? I just had that mutiny or it felt like yesterday. Yes, I was one of the highest ranking member in my clan. However...I don't want to talk much about it right now." She took a large drink of her rum with this she shinned some hidden scars from the beatings to get into the pirate clan that she swore herself to a long time ago. "I see, well again I would love to give you an answer...though give me some time.", She said coldly as the clan often frowned on happiness and content feelings. They wanted to install fear in their units and other things, though she wouldn't tell this new captain of her suffering yet. She didn't trust him and often it was because she was apart of something that often kept to itself. </span>