The Street. Which is actual made of cobblestone and dirt =P Depends on where you are, I guess. Connects all the buildings, ya know?

*standing in the darkened alleyway, she eyed the busying streets and shrugged slightly. She could go looking for a job tomorrow, right now she needed a break from life. Eyeing the lonely street path down towards the beach she made her way towards it lazily*
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*returning with a new worry she paused and stood waiting for the boy*

*He follows after her, taking a look around the town while he was at it. Trying to keep a mental note of where the different shops were that they were passing by.*

*crossing her arms she eyed the tavern as the approached slowly. Shrugging a shoulder lightly she figured theyd have to have something to eat there, so she stepped inside*

*Looks up at the sign hanging above the tavern door that said 'Yarr Tavern' on it. He then walked inside after the woman.*

Zako, the man known as Kaizoku 'ChrimsonKizu' in his wanted poster, paced through the small town, watching with a good eye as a few of his men frolic like school kids into a nearby armory. He grinned at the thought of what new weapons they'd find. But seriously, the man had better things to waste time on.

Such as Ale.

What? You thought the pirate had better things to do?

Zako paces towards Yarr tavern, looking up at it with a bold grin on his face, and - pushing hte door open - steps in.

*walking out onto the streets she lingered in a dark alleyway, watching the tavern door carefully*

Out steps a hoard of pirates.. mind you, not many.. not more than 4 or 5 ... carrying the barmaid of Yarr Tavern. After that steps Zako. Momentarily later, the bewildered barmaid is put back to the door and the men leave.

the pirate crewmates were singing on their way back to the ZanFar. However, Zako took his own direction... He seemed much more drunk than he exposed at the tavern. But he seemed to enjoy his men's happiness, all enough. Fact, it didn't look like the man had a previously bad encounter at the bar. Either that, or he forgot about it.

*leaning close to the wall now she watched as the pirate made his way towards her. Looking around slowly she wondered if it was only the ale that lead him this way, or if it was her he was after* Good luck to him..I aint got nothing on me...

Hat over eyes, Zake stepped closer towards Fai. As if every thought running through his mind was a malicious one - like all men must think!

Closer and closer the pirate cpt came, the sheathed cutlass making a metal clanking sound with each step. The black clothing of a true pirate swaying out around him as the wind passed over him...

Yet even closer still.. as if Fai could feel Zako's very rotten alcohalic breath.

And then... Only then... did the man of the Zanfar and 10,000 reasons to hurt Fai.. walk past her, as if he were just on some average walk down the street whle drunk

*stood still as though the pirate could only sense by motion. Heaven forbid that he should sense by heat as well. Eyeing him cautiously, her body tensed as he moved closer awaiting its fate, only to have the fool keep on by to which she let a roll of her eyes finally pass*

Zako, well.. passed on by... he was going nowhere imparticular.. maybe to just find a tree and pass out.. seemed like a good thing to do, falling into a drunken unconsciousness... Sure the hangover the next day was gunna soil his happy mood.. But it would pass and he would be happy again...

While walking the man started humming a tune... finishing it off with "A pirates life for me" and a raukous laugh that ended one second later.

*she followed not far behind him, arms crossed in waiting. She watched silently as he laughed on and kept wandering. Shaking her head she whispered to herself* Theres got to be an easier way to live....

Zako walked a little.. stumbled a few...... walked a bit more... stumbled a bit more.. and through it all slowly came to the realization that someone was following him..

Sure! He didn't mind a kid or future friend following him. Thus so, the man stopped, tilted up his hat rim, and looked over his shoulder with a kind glance.. "I'm outta ale.." his voice muttered.. it wasn't exactly what he wanted to say.. but when in doubt.

*raising an eyebrow she looked at him like a dissaproving mother and shook her head* Dont got any on me mister....

Let that response sit in his mind for a while until it started collecting dust. Finally, he turned around.. his sheathed sword was showing, however his hands were nowhere near it - one resting on the other end of his belt, the other tilting up hatrim a bit more.

He smiled.. "no, I mean. if you wanted any, I'm out. Why else would you be following me from the Yarr..." of course, Fai left before he did... Still, give him credit for remembering that she was there at all.

I dont want any ale pirate......I want money....wanna spare some to a defenseless girl? *her mind lingered on the hope of the sorry line working, but it eventually shattered and she figured at least she could talk to the pirate and see if he knew where she could get a job, he looked like hed been on the isle for a long time anyway*

The funny thing is that he just got here.. but, actually, the pirate was once upon a time here on a raid with an older pirate group for practice... Still, this place didn't seen the raiding type.

His smile remained, eyebrows raising as Fai asked for money. She seemed a nice girl, not one to rip him off... Maybe this towns economy was under strife.. hmm..

Taking off his black hat momentarily, the pirate brushed back his red hair and placed it on better. Then, flicking out wrist, produced a small pouch of belli and a handful of pirate coins which previously wasn't seen. He tossed it to her. It wasn't a fortune or anything, but it was somehting to get her room at a good inn for 2 nights... "Sure..."

With that, the man turned and started to walk off...

*Kaitou walks out of the tavern after having had some food, a nice talk with the woman who worked at the tavern, and a bath. He looks around and sighs*
~Ok, I need to be stealing something, but what? There be too many people around this town for me to just go raiding like when I was with me pirate gang. I best start looking, I'm sure to find something.~
*Wanders down the street.*

A tall man walked down the street, a staff of sorts strapped to his back. He walked proud, almost arrogent. "Well, this place doesn't seem to have any law enforcement...." he said quietly to himself as he looked around. "This might prove to be fun..." he began laughing evily, his eyes turning to a depe shade of green, completely different from the light blue he had earlier. At his laugh, nearby people began to stare and back away in fear. "Get the hell away you pitifal cowards! It's because of you weaklings that pirates exist!" he yelled at the cowering people as he walked by them.

*Continues down the street untill he spots a store advertising forign goods, some of which were supposively from the Grand Line itself.*
~Hmm.. any place that has things from Grand Line is bound t' have some money.~
*He walked into the store and continued walking further back while the store owner eyed him suspisiously.*
Clerk: May I help you with something? *he asked in a not so friendly tone.*
*Kaitou walks up to the counter and in an instant the clerk had a pistol to his head.* All yer money in a bag, now!

~wonder what's the latest from the Line?~ he thought as he headed towards the specialty shop. ~Might have to send me boys down here if it's wothwhile.~ he smirked as he entered the store, only to find the shop clerk with a gun to his head. Without saying anything, he was behind the man in a flash, holding a dagger to his throat. "Another bandit piece of shit... Drop the fucking gun NOW!" he yelled directly into the man's ear.

*Kaitou felt the cold steal against his neck and a loud ringing in his ear. He dropped his pistol on the counter as the clerk ran back into the shop. He wanted to curse, but kept from doing so, not wanting to anger the man with a knife to his throat.*
Who the hell are ye?

"None of your damn fucking business!" he yelled again. "All you need to know is that you damn better watch your fucking ass around these parts now...." he laughed evily. "Or you might find yourself in some trouble you won't be able to deal with...." he continued laughing, but suddenly the dagger was gone from the neck, and an unusually powerful punch was delivered to the man's side, followed by a leg sweep which nocked him to the ground.

*He doubled over from the punch to the side, then fell forward into the counter and then to the ground from the leg sweep. He then looked up at the man, in a bit of pain. Who was this guy? Just some random jerk coming to tell him what to do? Kaitou's hand rested at his side, next to his other pistol as he glared up at the man.*
Why should I listen to some asshole like ye?
*he then pulled his pistol out of the holster and aimed at the man...*

As soon as the man took out the pistal, Kon instantly kicked it away, so fast that the man didn't have time to react or do anything. The gun landed a ways away, and went off on impact, the bullet lodging itself into the wall right above the man's head. "Would you rather spend the rest of your fucking life in a damp, dark cellar, never seeing the light of day again?" he said and kicked the man's side hard. "I'm letting you damn weakling off easy this time, but I'll be watching you. Just give me one more reason to kick your sorry ass, and you won't know what fucking hit ya." he laughed evily as he turned to leave, heading out the door.

*He lay on the ground, holding his side a bit, then turned to see the man walking out the door, seeing the kanji writen on his back.*
~A kanji on his back fer 'control', what the ****?~
*he sat up, his back against the counter, catching his breath for a moment, before getting back up and grabbing his two pistols. Was tempted to grab something while the clerk was still hidding, but decided against it. He didn't want this man coming after him, he couldn't quite put his finger on why he was feeling scared from this guy, but he knew that he should listen to that voice telling him to stay away.*
*He then left the store and walked down the street.*
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*Some time later, after managing to beat a little bit of belli out of an old woman, he returns to the tavern.*

Kel walks out of her shop and stands in the middle of the street, looking around. "Now where would Uncie Kizu go...?" She looks down the street and sees the tavern. "Well... I guess that's as good as any place to start looking..." She sighs slightly and heads down there. "There's always some kind of fight or something going on in there..."

Before walking in, she checks to make sure she has her mallet and fork with her, just in case she has to defend herself, then takes a deep breath and walks inside.

After his encounter with the puny thief, Kon wandered the streets for awhile, becoming increasingly bored. "Damn, there's nothing going on in this ******ing place..." he muttered as he continued down the street. "Well, no one here knows me either way..." he began to stroke his gotee, an evil look coming across his face.

*Kaitou walked out of the tavern, now looking for some place to sleep for the night. He didn't know how he was going to stay somewhere, what with no money, but he figured he could steal enough on the way to get a room, or maybe just sneak into a house, kill the owner, and take their room.*
*He continued down the street*

A little down the street, Kon spotted the kid he caught robbing a place. "Hmmm..." he began chuckling, sounding quite evil, his eyes turning a light gree color. "What the hell... Guess I'll be known as the pirate around this island..." he laughed out loud and then went quiet, a little smirk coming across his face. "For awhile that is...." he said aloud, continuing down the street towards the kid.

*Looking mostly up at the signs hanging above the doors, trying to find an inn, instead of looking down where people where walking. He'd passed by a few houses that were either above the shops or inbetween them.*
~Hmm... maybe try house thieft next, it can't be that hard. It'd be just like raiding a place with the rest of the pirate gang, just minus the group and less burning.~

Already planning to punch the kid, Kon had been walking towards him, but he got a perfect excuse too... The kid wasn't even looking where he was going, and ran right into Kon. "Damn it kid, didn't I warn you about crossing me?!" he yelled out, his fist heading straight into the kid's stomach with even more force than last time.

*Kai hadn't been looking and bumped into someone tall* Watch where yer going ye...agh! *as he got punched in the gut by Kon. He then fell down to his knees and looked up at him, then realizing his mistake.*

Kon's face had completely changed over. It was much darker and sinister looking now, his eyes showing the change too. "You dumb ******, you'll pay now!!" he yelled as he glared evily down at the boy.

*It was with that face that he finally recognized the man. It was some time ago, but he had remembered the fight, and the man who was able to beat even the best of the SnakeFang's fighters. Now he remembered why he didn't want to cross this man.*
I was just looking fer the inn... *this was about as close as he could bring himself to an apology.*

He continued glaring, his right eye beginning to twitch crazily. "Just lookin fer tha inn?!" he yelled out and reached down, pulling the kid up by the collar, using only one hand. "You had damn well ******ing apologize me boy!" his expression becoming even more crazed. Even chaotic looking.

*He glared back at the man* Ye shoulda been watching where ye were going. It's not me fault, cuz I was looking fer the inn.
*Even though he knew he was going to get beat upon for this, he couldn't bring himself to apologize. It just wasn't something he did.*

"Really now...." he said in a lower tone, his eyes staring crazily at him still. He still had his hand on his collar, and suddenly picked the boy clear off the ground with his one arm. "Just where did you get that bandana boy?"

*Glare* None of yer damn buisness! *grabbing ahold of the man's arm, trying not to get choked.*