Far from home *Open*

Lola walked through the streets of Tortuga. She was disguised enough so as not arouse suspision. In her fight to where she was now, she had made a great many enemies. Yet here she was, far from her home, for reasons she didn't even know. For some reason, she had felt she need to return to this place, somewhere she had spent a great many a time drinking, and socializing.

She entered her favourite bar from times gone and by and ordered some rum, her favourite drink. As she was about to take her first sip, she heard someone cough behind her, and then felt a touch on her shoulder. She turned, looking to see who it could be.