<div style="text-align: center;"><a class="postlink" href="http://static1.wikia.nocookie.net/__cb20120420174912/roguegalaxy/images/2/2c/Jaster_captain's_uniform.png">[ img ]</a></div><br/><br/><br/><div style="text-align: center;">"It's raining heavily outside, almost like back home..." Cap made his presence known on the third floor of the Clockwork Hotel, nearest to a window where the velvet red curtain was drawn open to a small degree. His round ocean blue eyes observant to the next building over and those afterwards. Arching his neck a bit, the blonde young man stared at the darkened sky, not a single star in it. He heard the rain pounding the streets, he'd have to leave soon, the Captain never liked to wait and the one he needed to see wasn't here. He began to grow irritated. His black boot tapped against the red-carpet floor. The memory pertaining to Celestial Terra fading. <br/><br/>"I can't believe that moron would stand me up, Captain is counting on this shipment." Cap shook his head turning away from the window. He wore ash black pants and a simple cotton white shirt. Attached around his left shoulder was a belt to hold the desirable sword in place. "He had better not be drunk ten ways to Sunday." Muttered the crew hand, he was also not paying much attention where he walked until he collision. Down onto the floor Cap with, a barely audible grunt leaving his lips with his back clearly smacking to the prized sword. What the hell, his first thought. Eyes blinked at the one on him, the weight unnoticed. A woman, a beautiful one at that, he should've known by the cry.<br/><br/>Her red hair...the first thing he noticed, some tickled his cheeks. The second, her eyes, like jewels. Involuntarily, Cap raised his hand running it through her hair, briefly because she was already moving to get up, muttering something that sounded like an apology. "No, it is alright, I am at fault too. Hey," He raised up on his hands. "Wait, what's your..." Like lightning, she was gone, the only sounds being the quick thudding of her boots. "Didn't even catch her name, she was beautiful." He rested a hand underneath his chin oblivious to the devious act at hand. And wet too.<br/><br/>"What are you doing down there boy?"<br/><br/>"Huh?" Cap looked forward, forgetting the girl, standing before him was the elusive merchant Bardon, traveler throughout the Terras with the best merchandise. That had been one reason they came here, to catch him, get some much needed parts, weapons supplies. The man was well in his seventies, short, a rather plump fellow, hair completely gone save for the mess of gray clinging to his chin. "Bardon." Cap stood. "Where the hell have you been? You know how long I've been waiting here? I don't want to be left here."<br/><br/>Bardon rubbed his beard. "You should've come to the inn's dining room, that is where I've been, eating my days away," He rubbed his stomach. He saw Cap cross his arms annoyed. "Very well boy, down to business, how is good ole Dean these days?"<br/><br/>"Great. The shipment?"<br/><br/>"In a cart around the hotel side, guarded might I add, my payment?"<br/><br/>"Right here." Cap reached in his pocket retrieving a coin purse, he tossed it to the merchant. Suddenly his eyebrow rose. While the crafty plump man counted his pay, Cap stuck his hand deep down in his pocket, his heart stopped. It was gone....<br/><br/>His silver pocket watch, another gift from his father. How could this be? "My pocket watch..."<br/><br/>"Come again?" Bardon continued counting his money. "Eight thousand..."<br/><br/>Wait a minute...<br/>The girl.<br/>The one having run into him.<br/>Did she?<br/><br/>"She took it, with the oldest trick in the book!"<br/><br/>"She? A woman? Ten thousand."<br/><br/>"She took my pocket watch, damn her, move old man, I have to find her." Cap shoved Bardon aside running down the hall.<br/><br/>"Yes, you do that lad, find her...give her a good talking to, don't forget the cart outside, it may be a little wet."<br/><br/>Cap was furious. Beyond it. He didn't even see where she went, for all he knew she was left the hotel already, with his watch in tow. He sprinted like a madman down the stairs knocking into people. She wasn't going to get away with it. He WOULD find her. People scattered seeing him coming, on the bottom floor, he burst through the entrance doors into the rain and night. Above all, he needed to get the supply cart too. Cap ran around the left seeing a hooded figure standing beside a carrying cart, the merchandise concealed. He ran at it gripping the handles.<br/><br/>"Hey!" Cried the watcher, a kid. "That's someone's goods!"<br/><br/>"Beat it kid, it's mine, move." Cap continued on. He ran through the side way coming to a stop around the hotel's back, the emergency exit, someone came out.<br/><br/>'I'll be damned.' He thought, had he not gotten a good look earlier he would be none the wiser to that flame red hair. It was her. He stayed hidden behind the hotel wall, watching, deciding to follow her at a opportune moment and get his property back.</div>