Nazedi
Dapper Cat
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> > xxx Location: Mango Islandxxx Company: Vespa xxx Health: 100%xxx < <
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Sharp yellow eyes trailed Issara Kiwaro and her red-headed male companion with mild interest. The hawk-man had done a decent enough job of keeping his distance, mulling over when it would be best to approach the rookie pirates. At some point, his target turned and looked in his direction, their gazes locking briefly. So, she figured him out, huh? The corners of his mouth dared to rise, forming a faint smirk in place of his usual frown. Either she had fantastic intuition, or to be correct, a vampire's sense of smell. While the she-vampire had easily noticed Marcel's presence, it appeared that her companion wasn't as perceptive. Although, by the way he seemed to be stumbling over himself, his mind was probably pre-occupied at the moment.
His ears tuned in to a sound coming off on the right, causing the man to turn his head curiously. It had been a woman's cry, followed by a familiar buzzing noise. The busy sound of an insect's wings was notable enough, but increase the wing size and you had something that you could pick out of a crowd easily. Sure enough, Queen Vespa made her magnificent appearance where she soon came to hover by his side. In her hands, she held a brightly colored fruit, a mango, which this island was known for.
"Marcel-san I found these just growing on the trees, so I took them. They are sooooooo sweet!" the violet-haired navigator gleefully exclaimed, holding out her free hand to offer him one of the mangoes.
"Thank you sister," he replied calmly, nodding his head in thanks before taking the fruit. He'd just had chili for lunch-- quite a large bowl even -- but was still feeling a little hungry. Raising it to his lips, he sank his teeth into the succulent mango, letting out a pleased 'mmm'. While he was generally more of a meat kinda guy, but he had to admit it was quite delicious. Marcel downed it in a matter of seconds, sucking on his fingers briefly to remove the sticky-sweet residue left behind.
"That's the rookie I told you about," he said a few moments later, gesturing towards the two red-headed pirates that were just now disappearing into what looked like a music shop. "They're going to become a force to be reckoned with, you can just feel it." The captain crossed his arms over his broad chest, cocking his head slightly to look down at his short companion. It was no secret that he had an interest in Issara Kiwaro's and her crew, rather, it was a fact he had made clear pretty quickly after he met them. The man was a firm believer of destiny and was convinced that their meeting was fate's design. That, and well, maybe he wanted to see them succeed also.
There was a brief moment where he felt like he was being watched, but any worry was soon dismissed when he realized that it was just Sheldon. Even when the man in plain sight, Marcel could tell he was there. He raised a hand up briefly to wave at what would appear to be no one, but it was really just his way of letting Sheldon know that "I see you". With a faint smirk, he gestured towards Vespa, signaling her to follow him.
While he wasn't aiming to cause any trouble, it was hard for people to keep calm when you were a Shichibukai. People always thought you were going to lunge at them for some reason. As they walked the street, the crowd parted like the ocean, either out of fear of his status or because of the strange wasp woman that hovered beside him. Marcel paid them no mind and pressed on.
Soon enough, the pleasant jingle of the door indicated that new customers had walked into the building, sending the young woman manning the register to fall into the usual line of dialogue.
"Welcome to Melody's Music Emporium, let me know if th--" she cut herself off, a surprised gasp escaping her throat before she could utter another word. It wasn't every day a Shichibukai waltzed into your store. It could easily mean nothing, or it could mean something terrible was about to happen. Fortunately for her, Marcel was just here to talk. "I-Is there anything I can help you f-find s-sir?" she asked in a shaky voice, her hands trembling at her sides.
The poor dear. The hawk-man didn't even bother to answer her. He merely slid her a sideways glance before dismissing her entirely, moving through the room towards his target. Now, Marcel wasn't really the type to politely wait for her to finish her conversation with with her nakama, rather, he boldly approached the two of them with a care in the world.
"It's been a while, "Bloodbath" Kiwaro." he grinned, leaning against one of the shelves.
Behind him near the doorway, there was a meek voice that nervously announced, "I-I don't w-want any trouble.."
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