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Two gunshots halted the increasingly loud muttering of the crowd. Prism, having been used to the sound of gunshot from the many times her father and brother brought her with them to the gun range, wasn't fazed at all, but she knew what the captain's appearance meant. The fight was over and her betting scheme was ruined.

[color=0054a6]"Settle down, loves. I have your money still. I'll return it to you and no one even dare think you can con more money than you gave,"[/color] she stated with a stern look at the crowd before tapping her temple. [color=0054a6]"Photographic memory right here."[/color] That wasn't true, of course, but what the people didn't know wouldn't hurt them.

"Reaching land in maybe 15 to 20 minutes."

Prism had just finished handing the ten dollars back to one of the betters when she heard the captain's announcement. She looked on over to where the others had began to turn and felt the grin rise to her face. Tall buildings as far as the eye could see. It was a metropolitan oasis in the middle of the ocean and the buzz of magic that radiated from the island seeped inside Prism and warmed her to the bones.

The captain seemed in a hurry to get them off the boat, probably because he didn't like the thought of his ship being sunk by a couple of rowdy kids. Prism offered him a cheeky grin before pressing a kiss to the cheek of one of the girls in the crowd around her and promising them that she'd make it up to everyone who got their hopes up with the fight. She looked over to one of the boys involved in the brawl - Mikkish was what he was called - and approached him. She placed an arm around his shoulders and peeked at the map in his hand.

[color=0054a6]"Hey, love. You owe me a good fist fight soon. The people are waiting,"[/color] she stated with a good natured laugh. [color=0054a6]"Say, you related to Finny boy over there?"[/color]

She glanced over to Fin. It was such a shame, really. He looked so much like a pretty girl from afar - totally Prism's type - but he was still a boy. It didn't matter. She liked the dynamic between Fin and Mikkish. They seemed like polar opposites and she just had a feeling that exciting things would happen if she hung around them.

[@MikkishtheLeprechaun][@Princeofhearts]