Red, White, and Blue

Against the Law
McQueen Victoria stepped off of her vessel, her eyes set on the sights before her. It had been two hours since the people of this island spotted not only one pirate but two and made the report which made her set sail for this place. Her crinkly yellowish-green hair bounced as she strut across the docking area, though before she could go any further she found herself halted by the calling of her fellow Marine.

"Victoria!" The Marine shouted, hand resting over his forehead. "Allow a squadron of us to assist you in capturing the wanted criminals! We feel this would be the proper course of action and necessary for the success of their capturing."

She grinned in response to his request. "I don't need extras gettin' in my way!" She said, continuing along the path she had initially chosen to take. "They're all mine!" She claimed, flashes of the newspaper she'd just read a week ago flickered in her memory like a bad time. Though, this was her favorite pass time activity. The act of capturing pirates and turning them in, gave her a sense of rush almost as though it turned her on. And there was no bigger turn-on than now.