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"Don't you worry about him. We will deal with him later. As for your shoulder, however, I can get that back into place no problem, though it isn't going to be painless by any means."
Genova nodded. He wasn't any stranger to being in pain. Having to put an arm back into its socket was new to him, though the woman seemed to be capable of doing her job.
"Is that so?"
Bloodlust...
Genova's hairs stood on end as a wave of pure malice fell upon him after an eerie whisper appeared out of thin air. It felt as if it grew colder and a shadow loomed over the Wanosian as he heard the faint, but familiar sound of a blade being drawn from its sheath. He could dodge it without much issue, given he had gotten enough rest from the trip here. However before he got the chance, the woman that stood before him quickly grabbed him by the waist and slid him over. The sleeve of his coat was cut as a result and his arm remained intact. Well, there goes another good coat, he thought as the pink-haired woman huffed and shook her head. She warned the assailant to refrain from attacking people, turning her attention back to him. The woman raised her hand as strings were produced from the fingertips and were injected into his injured shoulder. It was strange, he could feel them shifting his muscles, nerves, and all. Her other hand was placed onto his shoulder and she smiled sweetly at him once more.
"So tell me your name sweety~"
There it was, the window she needed to snap his arm back into place. "Genova." He said before gritting his teeth and hissing in pain. After she removed her strings, Genova flexed his arm to check its current condition. Not broken. Good. Though he should probably take it easy for today. Yet he got the feeling that even achieving that would be a stretch. The woman clasped her hands with glee and introduced herself. "Ah! Yuyuko, you say? Quite a pleasure and I do very much so appreciate your services!" Genova bowed respectfully and smiled, before turning to the strange woman that tried to rend his arm from his body.
"Uhmm, w-why exactly did you try to cut me? Wait. No. No no. Not another one." Genova took a couple steps back defensively, like prey cornered by a predator, "How many more Wanosians do I need to come into contact with....When will it end. First, it was that a*****e and now this?!" He gestures to the odd figure standing before him. He was really tired and all he wanted to do was go to sleep and hopefully keep all his limbs intact. Genova turned to Yuyuko, "Would there, by any chance, be anywhere I could rest before I get dragged off by that psycho murderer, Hunter? And possibly not get killed by whatever that is?"
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Ryunosuke Ryusei
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[ Strengh: 015 || Prowess: 050 || Defense: 000 || Speed: 050 || Stamina: 011 || Vitality: 000 ] [ HP: 260 || Stamina: 304 || Spirit: 000 || Race: Human || Perk: Energetic || Traits: Devil Fruit // Assassin // Life Return || TSP (Total Stat Points): 126 || Devil Fruit: Decay Decay | Gensui Gensui no Mi ]
Arriving to this new land, Henry’s eyes would sparkle (at list under his eyelids) with wonder! He loved traveling to new places and seeing new sights. The architecture of the buildings that decorated the island would send the young man into shock and awe. He would untie his coffin and put it on his back as he would move through the crowd that surrounded the commotion being made.
As he would make his way deeper into the city, Henry would point things out to his good friend Moris. ”Look Moris! That building is super tall! I wonder how long it took to build it. Oh look there!” He would run to a stall and look at the trinkets and bobbles. After a short time, his eyes would be drawn to a small skull necklace. It was made with the actual skull of a crow. ”Oh! That! How much?!” The man would stare blankly and hold up both hands. All five fingers would extend curl then extend again. He would make this motion three times to symbolize 30 beli.
Henry would dig into one of the folds of cloth around his waist and pull out money for it. With a heart sent aflutter at this skull, he would head to the biggest building he could find. There was word that a meeting was going on in that building and what kind of guest would Henry be if he did not attend so off he went!
The eight floor! Henry had never been in an elevator before so it was a very exciting experience for him! ”Moris this is amazing! It’s like flying but on the ground!” As the doors would open to a large meeting room with a huge table in the middle. There were chairs lining the table and a larger chair stationed directly at the end of the table. Henry would walk all the way to the end of the table and after sitting his coffin down in a chiar, he would take the biggest chair at the end.
”I call this meeting to order!!” The echo of his voice would bring a smile to Henry’s face. ”Shinenenenene!” He would sit and joke with Moris until the meeting would actually take place.
Incident at the docks. Commotion running down the base of the huge grandiose building. Staff running amok, the scent of blood and sin staying strong. Left with the big breasted sinnerwoman, the man and snake woman who fed the first sinners left to deal with it. Undine, still, peering to the hallway before her church loafers would make generous strides.
A lot of time left unaccounted for. Where God raise his flock, in a scripture it gave their messenger the right to bear arms. And by arms, the knowledge of Asmodeus. And by knowledge, the virgin ears of this institution would soon learn what it would be.
Standing in front of the door labeled; Executive's Room. There didn't seem to be anyone guarding it, what with the sinning and purging that was happening. But the heart of the believer did not abscond from such fears the devil might whisper.
Stepping into the room, she spotted just about any modern signs of power held within. It was an office room, not a huge board room that was soon to occur unbeknownst to her on a different floor. Left to explore on her own, this room was what she found. The source of travesty and lies and worst of all......SIN!
She hobbled over to the desk, spotting a device, one she recognized that one time her Church allowed a philistine to perform in front of their gospel. It was an instrument sent to her by God to send words delivert.
If in God's plan, why did they make the devil so much stronger than a man?
She would press the intercom button. Allow the whole halls to hear the pressing of a thumb and finger to flip to certain pages. "*Swip. Swip. Swip.* . . . ."
She was already in the heart of the hive of sinners. The congregation would soon come and she would target their ears with the words of the black stained pages. "Scripture 666, the passage of God's lair lay rotting from high and low.....why do you think that is?" The voice damaged and quaky as it mousy and quiet the way it asked as though they were darting glances over her shoulders though there was nothing but the doorknob she locked when she came in here. The photograph of Barbos and a possible pinkette sinnerwife being turned upside down.
"WRONG! YOU WERE WRONG FOR THINKING WITHOUT GOD! I SHARE NO ADVICE WITH ALL THE DEMONS IN THIS BUILDING---ALL OF YOU AND YOUR INSIDIOUS AGENTS WILL NEVER UNDERSTAND, NOOOOOR WILL YOU FIND THE TRUE PASSAGE OF GOD AND HIS VASSALS! ALL YOU DESERVING TO BE SAVED---HEAR THESE WORDS! GOD IS COMING AND THIS KINGDOM WILL BE SAVED!"
"---Hey! You're not supposed to be in here!"
"666 *sound of scuffle* "SINNERS! [mic being scratched] DELIVERANCE WILL COME FOR YOU FIRST AND WILL FIRST REPLACE YOUR ELEVATOR MUSIC WITH OUR CHOIR!"
Posted: Mon Jul 09, 2018 4:39 pm
"And I lifted my head to the sky so that we may shed our tears together"
Boredom bred impatience and impatience bred violence. However, in the case of the cloaked figure, all of their motivation was sapped away. The boy complained about their actions and to it their large head craned to the side quizzically when called an a*****e.
That wasn't very nice. They could've kept trying to attack but instead they waited patiently for the boy to get his arm fixed.
The large figure gave a muted huff and begun to saunter off with an unenthusiastic slump after waving them away with a large hand. It was strange how their mood could suddenly for from violent to almost comically uncaring about it all; well, at least they could remember their weird sense of humor.
Roaming off to find something to occupy themselves with before the meeting started, the cloaked being sauntered on through the castle. Prowling through the shadows, although they weren't doing much to remain unseen, those within the castle hardly paid them mind; rather, they were much too frightened to believe that they were a living being.
A cold, undead aura surrounded them. Weightless steps gliding down the halls and right passed the meeting room where the strange, coffin-wielding boy had been. Waltzing by unbeknownst to them that they'd slowly sauntered across his visage. They weren't scoping the place out so much as they were simply hunting for something to do, however, when a blaring voice rang throughout the kingdom reciting holy phrases the figure pause. A look sent skyward as they stood statuesque in confusion. Guards rushing off passed up, overhearing some mentioning that a woman invaded the executive's office.
This could be fun.
The large figure begun skipping down the halls now in tow of the group of guards. They cared not for the intricate details of the incident, only whether or not it could insight more rebellion and chaos in the process like a deity of mischief having found a new game to play.
Through the halls and up the floors, they chose to take a leisurely ride up the elevator, a trio of guards at their side as the men gaze up to them with nervous expressions, one of them trying to ignore their presence entirely. The heavy figure panned down to one of the rattle men for a long period, he tried peering through the blackness that masked their face but to no avail. Instead the large figure gave a polite wave of the hand and waggle of the fingers before strolling off when the double doors creaked open and the friendly chime alerted them that they'd arrive to their destination.
The woman still talked. Her words strained and annoying but her voice wasn't too unpleasant to listen to. Locating the office the breaking door was immediately pointed out by their sight. There was a sound of a scuffle coming from within along with the scratching and static feedback from the microphone.
A mist crawled along the carpeted floor, seeping through into the office where the men were trying to pry the crazed church-clad woman away from the device. The large being sauntered in behind them, its presence masked by the abyss as the men surrounding the nun would suddenly collapse one by one. What'd been revealed was the handle of a weapon hammering down on that sweet pressure point between the nape of their necks and shoulder blades that lured them into a deep, cascading slumber.
When the last body drop the midnight figure stood there before the woman, its cloak of mist wafting off through the open space behind them as they stared down to her for a moment motionless. Setting their sheathed blade back to their side they gave the woman a playful point with their indexes as a sign of approval. Taking a few steps forward they grabbed the book of scriptures and teachings from the nun's hand and begun flipping through its pages. After a moment they handed the book back to her, pointing out a particular section to preach from before leaning over and turning the dial beside the mic to increase the volume. With a nod of the head the figure moved to the side to give the woman the floor, sitting themselves down in a chair, spun themselves around, and propped their legs up on the coffee table next to them. Crossing one long leg over the other they unsheathed their blade and faced the exposed entrance to the room as if telling the nun that they'd deal with anyone that tried to come in and stop her little church service.
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With everyone's departure and the snake man having taken care of what she had told him to she would be happy to cut each and every piece of the bear into log sized pieces and put the antlers off to the side in neat pieces. The bear meat was wrapped into separate roasts and rubbed down with herbs and a garlic butter oil that would take some of the gamey taste. A brief visit to her camp would have the bear being turned over on a long line of a fire pit she dug out after having prepped the bear meat. Placing sticks and then fins out into the river would keep the bear doing an even roast as she would keep the heat stoked for the first hour. When she was sure the meat would stay wrapped with the string and thinner slices of the tough muscle to keep the tender meat from getting too browned from direct heat, "Good this be done tomorrow evening. We have big feast." she nodded in approval before she would leave the camp and head towards the town. Long braided brown hair shifted behind her as she walked, the long locks trailed past her knees and the wild look she had was eye catching to those who were modern. In fact villagers openly avoided the 'savage' that had appeared and headed towards the large building that the president had told them to meet at previously. Stepping in through the doors she would dwarf some of the female's at the front before she'd spot the...Kanna female from earlier rushing about. Bella would approach only to stop when she heard the intercom go off....was...that the wasteful clergy thing? Bella sighed and turned around ready to return to her camp again and pretend she wasn't asked to come.
[ Alright time to start the meeting! ...Or not. Okay, now we can start! ...Okay, not just yet. Oh?! Now! Now, we can definitely- ...these people! Just how much do they like violence?! Rather, he didn’t even hire some of these guys for their combative abilities, so what is this?! Barbos was nearly in a tizzy, trying to collect all of his Executives together. He always gave them as much open ended freedom as possible, so as to never stifle their unique personalities, but today in particular they are being a pain! What’s wrong with these people today?! Is it due to those people they saved? He wonders, while finally making it to the meeting room after so many incidents. He even spent at least thirty minutes trying to convince Bella to stay and give them a chance before walking off. Now, he stands at the meeting room, having the massive doors opened by the two very sympathetic looking attendants.
With that fresh breeze of duty and business smacking him in the face, the man almost nearly revitalizes, and walks forward proudly with arms stetched out to the side. “And this is the audience chambers, where we will hold most of our meetings! Though, most of you know that, haha.” He places a hand on his hat and walks over to where his chair is, but instead of sitting in his own place, he sits in one of the chairs next to it. For a few seconds, he gets comfortable, even smiling while waiting for everyone to have their own seat. But immediately, his head snaps to this random white haired man sitting there ever so lavishly. Clearly enjoying the finer things in life. “WHO ARE YOU?!” he retorts to this offset situation, eyes bulging from his head in confusion. Kanna looms over the man with a shadow overcasting her face, her middle finger gently pushing up her glasses as they eyeglint.
“Excuse me, Lord President. It seems our SECURITY has grown rather LAX. Allowing someone to enter before you. How disgraceful... However, proper PUNISHMENT will be enacted swifty."
On the other side of the door, a man and woman stand there frozen in place wearing their Lamia Security garb. Sweat rolls down their faces as they know. Oh they know. When this is over, they’ll have to endure that. Regardless, somehow or another, Barbos winds up in his own seat. He rests his elbows on the table, intertwining his fingers, and resting his chin atop them. “Well now, glad to see everyone is finally present and accounted for! I’m so happy you all came! It’s like a big happy family reunion, haha! But, let’s get to the point! Tana?” Giving queue to the serpentine woman who has, for some time now, been rubbing her face against Coffin-kun in seat thirteen over th- COFFIN?! Barbos glares intensely at this random coffin sitting in a seat like it’s an executive of its own rights. And...next to it. Why is Undine...tied up??? What- Nevermind. He chooses to question things after. Or rather, Kanna leans in next to him and whispers that he should definitely just do as much. Eyeglint.
Tana perks up and floats over to Bella and Undine. Patting the both of them on the head gently one time. “UniUni. BellBell.” he says, speaking almost like a child, officially branding the both of them with her ‘new member nickname’. Barbos chuckles a bit with a rather satisfied look on his face. Like a father watching his daughter play with her friends. “And so, there you have it. These two are now executives, just as yourselves. Please be kind, and show them the ropes. You’ll be seeing a lot of each other from now on! And with that… Meeting concluded!” The abrupt ending to the meeting is enough to force the people lined up outside the door to turn towards the room with stretched eyeballs, even the normally stoic Kanna coils back in surprise. “EEEEEEEEEEH?!” After all the work they set up for this grand thing, and he just… Kanna walks forward, slamming a hand on the desk. “A F-Feast! Yes, a Feast! We’ve prepared food and refreshments to welcome Lady Bella and Lady Undine! So please wait right here for a moment! Guards, bring everything in! As fast as possible!” And with that, things were more or less concluded.
They could feast, converse, or go about their merry ways. Barbos, however, sits back in his chair proudly while fist bumping with Tana. We done good. Yeah… We done good. ]
Loud mouth, unruly child. Eyes slowly careened over to Sona as she spoke so defiantly. Hmph. She wasn't even worth the dirt under his boot and yet, she dared speak to him as if they were somehow even?! Just as he was about to utterly wreck her, that damn woman decided to interfere! Feeling her wrap her slimey, disgusting body around his own made Hunter's eyes shake in anger. Oh how he hated this b***h! "Let go of me, snake broad. I'll ********' kill you." Barking defiantly, even while she peered to him, his anger wasn't to be tested. Though, those soft eyes - even now he couldn't just. . Silently the flame calmed as he looked away with a soft blush, letting her release him. Still, he'd pay no response to her over even Sona this time. Just going into his kimino pocket and bringing out what looked to be a frog. Giving it to her in a calming fashion, he spoke not another word the entire time. Not during the ceremony. Not when the other Wano Samurai showed up. Nothing. As they finished he swayed, rising from his seat while tipping a hat to Barbos, then looking to both Genova and Henry. "I'm leavin'. Got s**t to do. Do whatever you want." He didn't give much of a ******** what trouble the duo got into, but if they were tagging along then they'd better hurry.
To the boat and away, he'd sail off in a rather odd disposition. How he despised that woman. . and yet. .
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Posted: Thu Jul 12, 2018 11:56 am
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XXX Before she was fully able to leave for the meeting, it seemed even more people showed up and the place just got busier and crazier. Truly, Barbos always provided such a rich and stimulating work environment! That's why he was the best Lord President she'd ever met! Of course, he was the only Lord President S0-N4 had ever met, but that was besides the point. Seeing Hunter pull out a dead frog to give it to Tana as a snack, she blinked a couple times, tilting her head and squinting quizzically. "What are frogs...?" Turning her gaze, she'd look toward the ocean, staring at the horizon line. "We just don't know..." Another voice caught her attention, and she turned to the man who was having his arm tugged on by their doctor. A place to sleep?! Foolish! Anywhere you chose to lay down at was the perfect place to sleep! "Don't worry, my friend! This beach has the softest sands you could ever set foot on!" Frantically, Sona dug around to make a Genova sized tunnel, promptly picking him up and plopping him down in his new bed. "Goodnight, sweet prince.." She'd pat the tired man's head as she covered him up with the sand, obviously making sure he could breathe before promptly abandoning him to attend the meeting.
And what a strange one it was.. Some lady was screeching about god (truthfully, it was a very moving ceremony), new people were added to the group, and food was provided. In the midst of chowing down, the young woman suddenly realized how much time had passed and her eyes stretched wide as she remembered the man she'd left on the beach. "OH ******** I FORGOT ABOUT THE TIDE!!" Bolting out of her seat, Sona began to scramble out of the room, but not before hurriedly stuffing her pockets with more food. "Goodbye, Lord President! Executives! Angry church lady! Weird person in the corner! Coffin-kun! Coffin-kun's boyfriend!" Ahh, that was everyone, right?! Oh wait. To Hunter, the young woman simply flipped her middle finger at him and left, sprinting back to the beach. "SAND SLEEPER WAKE UP THE WAVES ARE GOING TO SWALLOW YOU!" She'd stop by Genova, who was undoubtably awake considering he was one good wave from going under the water. "Don't worry, I will rescue you!" With a flurry of arm movements, the woman displaced the sand and dug the poor man from what would have been his grave, brushing him off as she stood him up. "Ahem! My bad, I forgot the ocean does that! Please accept this as a token of my apologies!" And without further adieu, she would shove a bread roll into Genova's mouth.
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As Genova awaited an answer from the doctor, he was startled by the sudden outburst of a woman making her way towards him. He tensed up a bit in fear of what this new stranger might possibly do. Her voluminous rosé hair bounced about her head as she made her way towards him with eyes filled with life.
"Don't worry, my friend! This beach has the softest sands you could ever set foot on!"
"Sand? Wha-" Genova began but stopped to watch her dig into the sand and carve out a hole big enough to lay someone in. Which is exactly what she dad after standing back up and brushing her hands off. She dropped him into the hole and proceeded to cover him with sand as if she were tucking him in for a good nights rest. He laid there feeling oddly comfortable and mouthed words of thanks when she patted his head. Satisfied with her work, she skipped off to god knows where leaving Genova bothasleep and buried under a pile of sand.
For the most part, everything was nice and calm. Until the tide came in. As he slept, Genova shifted his head to the side and was met with saltwater touching his lips, causing him to immediately sputter and wiggle about. By this time, the sand had settled on top of him and became his shackles to the earth as the water crept up towards him. He sighed and stared up at the sky as he awaited this salty end.
"So this is how it ends, huh....How tragic..."
"SAND SLEEPER WAKE UP THE WAVES ARE GOING TO SWALLOW YOU!"
"Don't worry, I will rescue you!"
The woman from before stood over him and dug her hands into the sand, promptly yanking him out and shaking off all the sand.
"Ahem! My bad, I forgot the ocean does that! Please accept this as a token of my apologies!"
A bread roll was shoved into his mouth and Genova thought for a moment as he chewed on it, his hands on his hips. In one bite, the roll entered his mouth and descended into his stomach. "I accept your apology, bread roll lady. I also thank you for the napping spot, it was quite refreshing." He extended his hand and gave her a friendly smile, "I'm Genova."
One moment they'd been in the executive's room, the next the nun was snatched away. With a curious tilt of the head, the large figure stared off towards the entrance for a moment as they stood. Shrugging their shoulders they'd trot off towards the meeting room, lurking in the shadows as Barbos introduced a couple of new executives, of which the nun was a part of. However, the part about being kind was almost laughable. To their knowledge, just about everyone in here had some sort of dark mood or strange quirk, minus that Wanosian by they tried to cut earlier and his doctor; the figure didn't know how they would fit in a place like this.
And not a single mention of the assassin.
Firefly didn't seem offended but they were curious if they should've been. It was better this way really. The hidden Fifth Moon would remain just that. During the meeting they'd analyze those along the walls of the room. A motley bunch, some appearing more capable than others but once it had been adjourned Firefly felt it appropriate to take their leave.
They hadn't been given a mission so they'd simply go make their own.
She'd smile and nod to the young man. "It's no trouble at all dear~!" She nodded, reaching into her bag before handing him a strawberry flavored lollipop for being such a good patient what with the whole shoulder being rammed into place again thing. She'd help everyone else that still needed it, maintaining her bright smile and passing out candy to all.
After a bit, they'd all finally head back into the building and just before the meeting, a certain bible thumper seemed to hijack the PA system. Though unfortunately for her, Yuyuko would arrive just in time to tie the woman up, muffling her even as was deemed necessary with her strings. "Please refrain from using the PA system so frivolously from now on thank you~" She'd 'request' with that infamous smiling glare that was a strange form of terrifying. The Wanosian would comply a little more willingly to head to their proper seat, Undine being placed down whilst completely bound.
Henry was busy stealing Barbos' seat who barely noticed at first as Yuyuko merely sat besides the coffin boy, waiting to see how long it took the bug dummy to even notice and get the seating arrangements corrected. The meeting would finally begin as Yuyuko herself merely sat there, smiling with her arms propped up on their elbows, fingers laced together as she rested her chin atop them. She merely hummed and enjoyed the antics, not surprised in the least that Barbos would have such a short meeting at all.
Eventually people started heading out finally. People began to leave and head off for their own work and the like. It would make things get a bit calmer around here thankfully. She'd get up and walk over to Undine, finally untying her from the strings completely with a smile. "Thank you for behaving for the meeting Undine dear~" She smiled sweetly before looking over to Barbos. "So now that everything is done, what have you been up to lately besides recruiting~?"
[ Everything went on without a hitch, and with the meeting’s conclusion, all of the executives left. Barbos leans back in his seat and chuckles to himself before sighing. Tana floats down next to his face with a smile, poking at his cheeks. “It feels good seeing everyone again, but it’s always so rowdy. I’m always out of energy right at the start.” he comments while Kanna and the others handle cleaning up the leftovers of the feast. The head attendant herself bows to both Yuyuko and Undine before pushing up her glasses and exiting the room, welcomed off with a wave from the President. As he lowers his hand, resting the arm atop the table, he’s gifted a question from his closest friend, Yuyuko. He turns to look at her, removing his hat as he does so. With it resting on the table, he’d watch her untying Undine with a gentle smile.
Tana decides to float upside down near the holy woman, using this chance to ask if she has any frogs on hand while Yuyuko and Barbos are distracted. “Well, to be honest, there hasn’t been all too much else happening, haha. I’ve been recruiting as much as possible to build our ranks with quality employees. And while some of them have their quirks, their skills cannot be questioned.” he starts while unbuttoning his jacket to get comfortable. A rare sight for anyone outside of the man’s inner circle. Normally Undine wouldn’t even see this side of him, unwinding and the like. But for some odd reason he doesn’t feel the stress of upkeeping an image before her. She doesn’t seem like the type who’d care anyways. “You see, I want to make this country into a flourishing one, but for that I’ll have to dabble in quite a few dangerous things. As I am now, I couldn’t possibly handle them alone. And I wouldn’t dare call for Luna and the others, since they’re finally free to live our their lives peacefully… That’s why I’ve spent so much time looking for others. I’m just lucky to still have you by my side.” he finishes with a worried smile, leaning back in his chair to completely slack for a bit.
He stares up at the ceiling, recalling all the time he spent with the old crew, but now he has new allies. But one thing hasn’t changed since then. His focus while shift back to Yuyuko, and his chest would almost warm. Because he knows. The only factor in his life that hasn’t shaken, is her. She’s been with him since the start of his journey, even in their Pirate days. To him, she’s an existence much more important than all of this. But, she’s also the reason he’s doing all of this in the first place. ]
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He woke up, unsure of just how long he had been asleep. In an infirmary with Shio in a bed by his side. He wasn't nearly as wounded as her, but he was certainly alive. He went to move his mouth and terror took him, hearing Oshino's words played back to him. His teeth clenched, and he fell into silence. His frame would walk over to Shio, she was still breathing. Maybe Noya thought she was really dead. That would probably be best. His head shifted, slowly walking over to the window and opening it. A seagull had dropped a single poster that drifted on the wind and into the young boy's hands. Immediately he could feel his entire body warm up. His bounty, it was comparable to that of an Emperor's crewmate. Half a billion beli, and here he was, relying on others for help. Still, it was just him, and as long as it was only him he would be fine with any other outcome. At the very least, it meant Shio was safe.
"I gotta go ..."
He would walk over to Shio's bedside, having stolen a pen and paper off a clipboard he wrote a note. Few words, but powerful ones. He would scribble upon the note.
[ Mom [ I have to go Save Oshino now [ I'll see ya later [ Just know you can find me [ With Grandpa [ I'm gonna need a lot of help [ Oshino probably thinks you're dead [ So don't let him get to you before I can save him
He folded the note with his wanted poster, wearily, and put it on the stand next to her bed. He nodded once and vanished from the room. Looking back from a window on its outer limites. Looking back over his shoulder to the large castle. He didn't know what to do, but this place seemed nice, he couldn't get Shio put in anymore danger when she was fresh out of it. "Grandpa ..." He knew what he had to do to find Baelstrome. He would have to cross the entire Grandline, and he would have to do so without being caught. His funds, his identity, all of it would be that of a Pirate from here on out. His allies would be scarce, he knew that much already. Just walking he found another copy of his poster, Oshino didn't waste any time sending his decree across the world. The young Fishmen boarded his rickety boat and had it pull out of the dock, he would have to get it repaired at some point. For now, he would have to make do. No lingering in the Blues, not near Shio, not if Oshino could find her again.
[ E.X.I.T. ]
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Posted: Mon Jul 16, 2018 12:28 am
[ Strengh: 015 || Prowess: 050 || Defense: 000 || Speed: 050 || Stamina: 011 || Vitality: 000 ] [ HP: 260 || Stamina: 304 || Spirit: 000 || Race: Human || Perk: Energetic || Traits: Devil Fruit // Assassin // Life Return || TSP (Total Stat Points): 126 || Devil Fruit: Decay Decay | Gensui Gensui no Mi ]
Interruptions!! Henry would stop laughing as people would begin to enter the room. How dare they interrupt his meeting!? Though he would have a more positive outlook on this. ”Shinenenene! Welcome to my meeting! You’re all late! Have a seat so we may get started!” Gesturing to the seats as people would file in, the young man would notice a strange women and a man in a white suit. The man sat nearby as the woman loomed over him. Henry would continue to look forward with a smile before the white suit would realize he was the true boss here.
“Who are YOU!?”
Henry’s smile would widen. ”I’m Henry! Who are YOU!?” The woman would then speak words meant for the boss about punishing the intruder, unfortunately for the white suit intruder Henry was the boss! ”No no no. It’s okay strange lady. The trespasser may enjoy the meeting with the rest of my guests!” A blank stare would be received from her though he would not look at her. She would simply lift him, his seated form unchanging, and place him next to his coffin. He would still be smiling. Fun over!
As the meeting would go, Henry would have to constantly shoo the strange woman away from his coffin. She was getting too handsy! This was Henry’s friend, not hers! Before he knew it, the meeting was over and people were leaving. The young man would wave at everyone as they would make their exit, giving a more excited wave to the girl that addressed him.
The samurai he had came here with would inform him of his upcoming departure in his usual rude manner. Henry was somewhat used to it but since the comment was rude in general and not being directly rude to him, he’s have a more positive response. ”Byyyyye!” All five fingers extended as he would wave back and forth with a large smile.
The meeting room was semi-empty now. Only the pink haired girl, the strange woman, and the white suit occupied it now. They were speaking amongst each other but they were soon to have another participant in their conversation. As they would speak, Henry would react with facial expressions while laying on his back atop his coffin which was placed atop the meeting table directly in front of the president’s chair. How or when he got there was unknown but he was there with a grin. : )
”Watcha guys talkin about?” The young male would speak up, his voice more than likely startling to those who were unaware of his presence until just now. He would not even give them time to respond as his next question would be fired off. ”You’re the boss right? Can I be an executive!? I love being apart of clubs!” His closed eye gazed now fixed onto the white suit! How would he respond!? Would he allow him to be a member!? Would Henry open the coffin to reveal its contents? Why was there a random crow now resting on his person!? Find out next time on Dragonball Z!!
