Away to the Church!

[admyrrek]

As Geoffrey's troupe headed off in one direction with their charged intent, Rahkus turned to what he was now thinking of as his group. He, of course, would relinquish leadership should a better leader make themself known. At this point, however, he was the only male member of the crew present, so, to his mind, he was the most qualified to lead

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[moncello]

Moncello leaned one hip against a tree and stroked his chin while he pondered the leprechaun-man's question.

"I say just split up and go zere separately... It might be a might bit less obvious, no? We all know where ze pub is, yes? So we all know where ze church is."

He nodded his head once to emphasize the point, the weatherbeaten feather on top bouncing in tandem. His smile fell slightly, however, when another thought crossed his mind.

"Are you quite certain zis priest fellow isn't going to run off yelling for navy-types when a bunch of pirates show up?"

[admyrrek]

Splitting up was definitely a good idea, though Rahkus also really wanted to find a disguise of some variety for himself if nothing else. Looking outwardly like a ragga-muffin child walking around a port town was a lot easier than looking like a colorful, tattooed pirate doing the same thing. If he could cover himself up even a little bit, the little pirate would feel a lot better

[moncello]

Moncello only managed to understand about half of what the man said, but merely shrugged in response. If the leprechaun thought the priest wasn't going to turn them in, he was probably right. And if not, he'd find a way out. After all, Gabriel Moncello always finds a way out. Eventually.

He glanced around at the women, smiled a bit at them, but neither of them seemed to have too much to say on the matter.

"Well then. We 'ave a few 'ours before dusk, any suggestions on what we should do 'tween then and now?"

[kiras_eyes]

Kira watched the two men, outwardly as blank faced and quiet as ever. Inwardly, however, she was worried. She was supposed to be with these four, but neither men looked passable to her. Perhaps it was because she knew them to be pirates, but she wasn't sure either would get through any neighborhood relying purely on stealth or camouflage.

Looking at her fellow femme she felt that it would be better for their interests to ditch the men, as both had the appropriate dressing, but striking out by themselves didn't seem to be an option here. It was times like this that made her regret being on a crew.

Normally she wouldn't speak up in this situation, but as she didn't think either man could really harm her more than revealing her true nature as a pirate she felt a bit obligated to point out the obvious. "Perhaps it would be best to find suitable clothing for the area," she said, voice soft but eyes sharp as they looked from man to man.