<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>Leaving the Docks<br/><strong>Time:</strong>11:30 AM<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>That's a lotta woman..<br/><hr/><br/>Rexile was actually enjoying herself, listening to Kyra babble on about her tricks and tactics.  She gave a bark of laughter when Kyra mentioned that she'd bribed a marine captain to vouch for her honest.  "You're a cheeky little treat, aren't you!" she chuckled, honestly meaning it as a compliment.  She seemed to respect Kyra more, learning about how she worked the streets and bamboozled the local authorities.  She was slowly becoming more relaxed, as she learned there was more to this woman than just a tired trick and a overstayed welcome.<br/><br/>Rexile leaned in obligingly as Kyra dropped a long pause while describing her 'second source of income,' an impishly curious smile blooming on her face before Kyra let her off the hook and started describing the songs and dances she did.  "Oh, really?  You're able to do all that?"  Rexile spoke with a tone that seemed somehow more than impressed, as if describing something wholly, and possibly enviously, out of Rexile's reach.  "I guess that's not surprising, really, just unexpected.  I don't find many actual conversations with performers.  It seems a very airy existence.  The one's I've met always seem like they're eager to get anywhere else but where they are.  Otherwise, I'd try singing, myself."<br/><br/>It turned out to be a good segway, as Kyra mentioned that she was actually a navigator by professional.  Rexile half turned as they walked.  "Now, hold it.  Really?  How many talents do you<em> have</em>?"  Rexile laughed, honest and good-naturedly.  "I could have used someone like you not too long ago!  My hawk got us into this storm that carried us halfway to South Blue, straight into the middle of a conflict between some fishman exiles, some grimy armed shrimpers, and an undiscovered tribe of aboriginal dwarves!  It took us weeks before we even got one to tell us where we were!"  Rexile peered over at Kyra, and then hastened to explain.. "I'm a Shaman, you see.  That hawk gliding about 10 feet behind us is mine, and is supposed to guide me on my spirit journey."  Rexile shrugged.  "Lately, she's mostly about getting us lost.  Purging impatience and embracing serendipity, those kind of things."  She shrugged, half turning to answer a particularly offended caw with a disdainful glare.<br/><br/>Before she continued, they arrived at their destination.  Kyra summed up the fighters in three word descriptions, and didn't feel like betting on something so rigged.  Rexile had been right to pick out the man in the suit as the stronger of the two, although she didn't realize he also had smuggled weapons.  But before any of that, he called out and offered them both food and drink if they'd let him bend their ear to his scheme.  Captain Mashyu, it seemed.  Well, you couldn't blame a guy for not wanting to be bored.<br/><br/>Also exiting the bar was a.. a.. "That.  Is a<em>lot</em>of woman." Rexile mumbled, blinking a little.  Kyra was a treat, sure enough.  Beautiful, fascinating, and playful: much more so that Rexile had first expected.  And if you rolled her entire body into the fetal position, you might have a human being about as massive as the red woman's right tit.  Again, it wasn't surprising so much as it was unexpected.  And Rexile's tone was certainly flattering.  The oni girl seemed eager to watch the fight, and even greeted Kyra with a compliment.  Rexile's gaze shifted to Taiga, who was doing pretty good with that staff.  He even got a very solid hit on the Captain that doubled him over, which made Rexile purse her lips a little, as if saying 'oof.'<br/><br/>Kyra asked if she wanted to stay here or find a better place to eat, and Rexile sighed with a defeated smile.  "Embracing serendipity.  I don't want you to think I'm trying to welsh on our bet, but this is interesting enough to spare ten minutes.  And I did want to hear this Mashyu out.  Afterwards, let's try one of the good sounding places you haven't been to before.  Deal?"