[Half the time, Tink doesn't even give the passers-by at the Station more than a cursory glance before going back to whatever it is she's working on at the moment. The main reason this one catches her eye is the clothing.
Pirate.
Tink's eyes widen in alarm. She's had more than enough dealings with pirates as of late, and not entirely pleasant either. She swiftly drops what she's tinkering on and takes flight, darting behind a nearby kiosk in a whirl of glittering pixie dust.]
2!
Pirate.
Tink's eyes widen in alarm. She's had more than enough dealings with pirates as of late, and not entirely pleasant either. She swiftly drops what she's tinkering on and takes flight, darting behind a nearby kiosk in a whirl of glittering pixie dust.]