<div class="floatleft">(https://cdn-ak.f.st-hatena.com/images/fotolife/p/patora0412/20150529/20150529181748.jpg)</div><br/><hr/><strong>Name:</strong>Rexile<br/><strong>Location:</strong>The Greasy Puddin'<br/><strong>Time:</strong>Close to Noon<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>All, Open<br/><strong>Character Theme:</strong>Seemed Appropriate.. (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2ZBtPf7FOoM)<br/><strong>Content Warning:</strong>Shady Dealings..<br/><hr/><br/>Rairaku was becoming even more fun, ranting about how no one had tried to take her enormous club because they underestimated it (probably the opposite) and about how all the women there had gotten to keep their fantastic jugs!  And every sentence seemed to be punctuated by a crash on the table.  She couldn't help laughing, as one of the newcomers to the bar had to duck to avoid getting hammered by Rairaku's empty mug, only to watch her grab Taiga and head outside.  Rexile was truly looking forward to getting this crew on a ship, and seeing what trouble they got into.<br/><br/>Kyra, who was now the voice of reason, in the same way one eyed men were kings of the blind, asked Rexile if she had anything to help sober Rairaku up.  "God, do you really want to?" Rexile laughed, richly amused.  She shook her head and grinned at Kyra, opening a compartment in her forearm.  "I have something I use.  Sort of a franken-herb between petroselinum, Holvina Dulcis, and coffee beans."  She pulled out a large bottle of it, about the size of a long roll of half-dollar coins, and gave it to Kyra.  "You probably should give her all of it.<br/><br/>She turned back to Mashyuu.  "I'll be alright.  I'll get the ship patched up and I'll meet up with you soon."  She looked back to the others.  Red, white, and yellow: a merry band.  And she just chuckled.  "Thanks for this.  If nothing else, this is the most fun I've had since getting here."  She pointed upward.  "And mind the hawk.  He'll let me know where to find you, if you need help."<br/><br/>With that, Rexile headed out, moving to the docks again.  It felt strange, not going with anyone.  But to be honest, it was the best allocation of resources, at least in her mind.  Rairaku would make more sense going with the woman who actually knew who the troublesome marines were, at least compared to running supply detail.  Still, she wondered how this was going to play out.  If trouble really was going to find her..