<div class="floatleft">(https://discourse-cdn-sjc1.com/business/uploads/choiceofgames/original/3X/0/b/0bd80f52741fa79551cfdb83e9cbeed3fc5d4e96.jpg)</div><br/><hr/><strong>Name:</strong>Rairaku<br/><strong>Location:</strong>South Blue, Baterilla, Greasy pudding pub<br/><strong>Time:</strong>Day 001, Sunday, Late morning<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Taiga, Mashyu, Rexile, Kyra<br/><strong>Character Theme:</strong>TBD<br/><strong>Content Warning:</strong>Vigorous drinking<br/><hr/><br/>Though to many it would seem like the red oni had mentally checked out of the conversation, pouring back jugs of alcohol with nary a single glance towards anyone at the table, the occasional twitch of her ear would show she was still listening. When the man had made his offer, the counter points had been produced, and then thoroughly shot down, Rairaku would slam down her fifth mug of beer and stared firmly at Mashyu. Her yellow eyes would lock with his in a silent moment of intense analyzing. "So, let me get this straight!" She called suddenly, interrupting the silence by pointing an accusatory finger at Mashyu, "You want us to break into a navy base, possibly fight our way through droves and droves of heavily armed soldiers, find and steal a top secret, flying ship, and then escape from a storm supposedly caused by a devil-fruit wielding, possible madman!?"<br/><br/>She would slam a large hand down on the table, clearly subtly was not her strong suit. "THAT. SOUNDS. AMAZING!" She called before she slammed the mug onto the table, completely destroying it. "SIGN ME RIGHT THE FUCK UP!" The woman's demeanor would show that all the drink had finally started to have some kind of impact on her and her decisions, as her mighty hand slapped Taiga and Rexile both on the back. "Besides! If I was on a crew with a cute boy like this one." She would brush her massive hand through Taiga's hair, "And two gorgeous chicks like these... Hell, we'll never be bored at sea... OR AIR! HAHAH!"<br/><br/>Suddenly the woman would stand, "Well, off your asses! Let's GOOOOOOO!!!" She would roar before starting to head off towards the exit, clearly either needing the group to follow, or someone to actually stop her.