#cruentumdivitiae

[exulmaris]

-- Red Seas & Blue Oceans [@Pirate!Kyouko]

Making port usually only last a day or two at most for Sayaka and her crew. They couldn't stay in one place too long, or else they were usually tracked down and recognized eventually. But, being the first day and night, Sayaka could usually risk anything, even going out into the towns and visiting their places of entertainment and taking looks around at what was available or useful. 

Tonight was merely entertainment. A bar, of course. It was at the price of ignoring a hefty amount of overly curious men who liked a ripe young woman, but it wasn't something she was unfamiliar with. It was when she was approached by someone who wasn't necessarily another man who reeked of alcohol, that she finally decided to spare her attention, turning her head towards the red haired woman speaking to her.

"Might there be a few words ya wanna share with that intense stare you've got goin' on there?"

[ultrixmare]

-- Aesthetically Apathetic [@Pirate!Kyouko]

Errands were about the most normal thing that Sayaka set herself to do all week. Aside from running until she was sore, or training her her apartment to vent out the slight rage she had been feeling lately, her week had been...less than healthy.

The blunette sighed, strolling down the street as she took a sip of the can of juice she had, nothing else in mind to do today aside from maybe head back home. But even that she was a bit hesitant on doing, considering she had nothing there to look forward to in terms of distraction.

Something needs to happen. Frowning, Sayaka stopped, turning her head a bit to spy the woman nearby who was eyeing her rather oddly. Well, not oddly. She knew that kind of look when she spotted it, honestly. 

"Can I help you?"

[melodiacolta-archive-blog]

-- Alternative Lifestyles [@Pirate!Kyouko]

It was really silly to let herself get so worked up even when she had a semester's break from classes. But here she was, stressing out. It didn't help that her anxiety medicine didn't seem to do much for her today. Not with the combination of thoughts plaguing her mind. Money, a job, her next semester, that isolated feeling she was starting to get from lack of communication with her old friends...it was awful.

"Oh--" She stopped abruptly, looking up at the oddly dressed woman she had nearly walked into. Between the noise in her head and the noise of the all too loud city around her, she had hardly noticed people on the sidewalk she walked on.

"Sorry..."

[ineptusamor]

-- Water Legs [@Pirate!Kyouko]

Another day. Uneventful, but Sayaka was learning that she didn't mind quieter days so much anymore. She had taken to visiting the docks today, always seeking more solace out of being around the coasts of the city as opposed to the all too bustling streets of the inner city.

"Hmm..." She looked around. Everything looks pretty much the same as always as she sat on the edge of the pier. Well...except for one of the ships. It stood out considerably against the more modern boats and water vehicles around the dock. What kind of person would own that...it looks like something out of a book.