Finally, Box Pup broke free of the ocean, popping out of the water near the shore of Baterilla. Regalo threw open the hatch at the top and took a deep breath of the fresh air outside. He turned to close the hatch after grabbing a comic and today's bounty poster. Regalo locked the hatch of his submarine and walked towards the town, glancing over the pictures in his hand. Once he reached the city, he went up to a shopkeeper who was selling some food under a canopy on the warm afternoon day.
"Excuse me, sir," Regalo caught the elderly man's attention, "If I were, hypothetically, a notorious pirate, where might I go to seek out some companionship for my travels?" He asked the question with a smile, and the man had to take a moment to look over Regalo and decide what kind of an idiot would ask that question, not realizing its implications.
After a moment, the man pointed Regalo towards a wooden pub, not too far from the shore, that looked far more sketchy than any of the other buildings on the tourist location. The bounty hunter strolled over, still reading his comic as he walked, too engrossed in the story to realize how close he'd come to the building. He was practically on its porch before he put the book away and entered the rowdy joint.
Amidst the loud piano music playing and talkative patrons laughing on, Regalo's entrance was only noticed by a glance or two, and the man took a seat at a booth close to the entrance. He put his feet up on the table and now looked down at the bounty poster he'd brought with him, "Dead or Alive! 'Ruby Ring' Domitius Kato." Regalo now just had to relax, and hope the old shopkeeper knew what he was talking about.
"Excuse me, sir," Regalo caught the elderly man's attention, "If I were, hypothetically, a notorious pirate, where might I go to seek out some companionship for my travels?" He asked the question with a smile, and the man had to take a moment to look over Regalo and decide what kind of an idiot would ask that question, not realizing its implications.
After a moment, the man pointed Regalo towards a wooden pub, not too far from the shore, that looked far more sketchy than any of the other buildings on the tourist location. The bounty hunter strolled over, still reading his comic as he walked, too engrossed in the story to realize how close he'd come to the building. He was practically on its porch before he put the book away and entered the rowdy joint.
Amidst the loud piano music playing and talkative patrons laughing on, Regalo's entrance was only noticed by a glance or two, and the man took a seat at a booth close to the entrance. He put his feet up on the table and now looked down at the bounty poster he'd brought with him, "Dead or Alive! 'Ruby Ring' Domitius Kato." Regalo now just had to relax, and hope the old shopkeeper knew what he was talking about.