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Shared Losses || When Comes the Dawn
He really wasn't expecting a warming reception from the town, so there came little surprise when he was met with a thick silence and a cold shoulder on his trip to the Rabbit Hole. But that mattered little to a pirate whose mind was set on more important things than earning the friendship of a pack of fools.
He made his way towards the bar, eyes taking a moment to scan the area as he seated himself and waved down who he presumed to be the tavern owner. He recognized a few things, the small, glowing boxes everyone seemed to use to contact one another from long distances, the flat leather satchels most men slipped into the back pockets of their garments, one of which he'd recently swiped from Charming earlier.
Ordering a beer, he settled into his seat, hardly caring that newcomers had poured in, the remainder Granny's guest from an earlier get-together.