Elizabeth walked around the streets of Pedra Branca. She was windowshopping for the time being, but she might just walk into a shop and buy a new shirt; the one she was usually wearing was a bit ragged. Of course, she wasn't wearing that one now. She didn't want to get caught by the marines and be pulled to the gallows. Even though they had to be rather strong to put her down. After all, she had been taught by two of the greatest pirates alive.
She walked past a shop and spotted a beautiful dress. She blinked. She hadn't seen such a dress since she had been home in Port Royal. She sighed and shook her head slightly. Times had changed. Besides, the dress she wore now was definitely fancy enough. Maybe a bit too fancy. It did draw some unwanted attention. She sighed again, but didn't bother to be bothered by it. She smiled slightly at her own thoughts then.
She turned away from the dress and managed to not look where she was going and bumped into a man with her shoulder. She didn't lose her balance, but she was pushed off course. She straightened up and looked at him. "Oh, I am so very sorry sir," she said with a soft smile. She could see he was a high standing person by the way he dressed. Or maybe he was like her, disguising herself as another. But she had seen him before. She would just have to remember where.