Ain't no one alive what can catch me in the riggin'!

Perhaps you find yourself in an old pub, with smooth wood and smoother drinks

Perhaps you find yourself on an old boat, sails snapping and waves crashing

Perhaps you find yourself in an unfamiliar (or, familiar?) city, coins jangling alongside a cajoling voice

Perhaps you find yourself in a place nothing like that at all, but still, always, there is a laughing young woman, with her gap-foxed grin, music in her eyes

So go ahead. Say hello. I promise, she won't bite unless needs must

This is an open post for Jacky Faber. Feel free to come up with anything, or nudge me to create a starter.

This is, for the most part, a non-shipping zone. That could change, but on the whole best to not presume. Sorry!