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The Devil Has Eyes Captain
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 Posted: Mon Jul 27, 2009 10:41 am
A volcanic island, it is very long, with two active volcanoes sitting across from the other at one end, and the town on the other end. Since the villagers are too far away to be severely affected by the volcanic activity, they live easy. The place is a hot house of forges and hot springs. There is also a Marine outpost there, captained by Captain Myra Olejo.
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Posted: Mon Jul 27, 2009 2:16 pm
"Captain..."
From her sleepy perch on the top of the barracks, Myra looked grumpily back at one of her subordinates who had just woken her up.
"What?"
"There's two requests from Headquarters,"
"I can read those later. Lemme sleep."
"Captain! It's really quite urgent!"
"Oh alright, don't get your knickers in a twist," she yawned. Her Marine coat, wrapped by the sleeves around her waist flopped as she got off her roof chair. "Let's see what the old farts want now."
The barracks themselves were long, with curved brick tiles on the roof. The barracks used to be the home of a rich farmer, until he lost his money gambling. The Marines bought the enormous complex, and soon it had a fair number of Marines stationed there. Myra Olejo, slacker Captain extrodinare as some said, walked the long hallways open to the gardens, which were turned into a training ground. Marines ran laps, did exercises, and practiced in the hot sun while Myra walked casually by, giving some friendly waves.
In the office, two envelopes from Headquarters lay on the desk. Opening the first B rank one, she read aloud, "Capture pirate William S. Turner, or Sharp Hands Turner, and turn him in for arrest. Last seen on Holiday Island." she wriggled her nose at it, "Dull. What's new?" she picked up the second one, label A rank. But as she read it silently...her eyes grew wider...and a vien pulsed visibly in her neck.
"YOU HAVE GOTTA BE KIDDING ME!!!"
(Kay, gonna go post on Holiday now)
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The Devil Has Eyes Captain
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Posted: Tue Jul 28, 2009 3:53 pm
  Johann Munsehr VIII
Life is but an Experiment
Where I can Control the VariablesJohann looked out at the open sea from the figurehead of the ship, his legs crossed under him as he balanced on the thin bit of wood that stuck out from the bow. His arms rested, one on top of the other, on his scythe. "Such a dull journey. Perhaps Myra will change her mind about sparring with me. It is not as if I can use Rokushiki and Tekkai Kenpo at the same time like Jyabura-dono." He looked out to sea, his ever-sleepless form not moving, even as the navigator's head silently rested itself on the wheel just after the island came into view. He looked over at the Diamondia, where the captain was once again steering. His quiet voice carried over the waters on the calm air. "Island dead ahead, Shichibukai. Once ashore I suspect you will wish to take command?"
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Matsu had spent his nights steering, his talent for falling asleep at any time and wake up whenever he wanted to a strong advantage here. He didn't trust any of his crew with his ship during the night, so he steered it himself. He heard the quiet voice of Commodore Munsehr coming over the waters. "Of course, Doctor. Olejo's the only one on that ship of yours that still persists in believing that she's the one doing the baby-sitting. She'll rule supreme once we're in the base itself, but until then I'm in control, 'k?"
From across the dark gulf between their ships he saw the strange Marine nod once. If push came to shove Munsehr could always pull rank on Myra. Some time just before dawn the two ships beached themselves on the island. Silently, so as to not disturb their crews, Matsu and Johann both went to their respective wake-up bells and rang them like Hell.
"Wake-up Call! All Ashore as's Goin' Ashore!"
"Steh auf und werden glücklich darüber, faule Knochen! Rise and shine, sleeping ones!"  Matsu Kamaico
Relax, Have Fun, Kick a**
Live it Up,, Don't Let Life get you Down
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Posted: Tue Jul 28, 2009 4:04 pm
WiLLiam S. TuRneR------------
.Sharp Hands. Turner was wide awake, beofre then. He had laid on the deck and watch the brilliant stars all night. He was amazed by how beautiful they were. He was saddened when dawn broke and they disappeared out os sight, but what could he do? He sat up and went and got breakfast. Coming back out with a couple slices of bead, some meat in between it and a cup of Red Rum, his favorite.
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The Devil Has Eyes Captain
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Posted: Tue Jul 28, 2009 6:28 pm
Walking down the gangplank on the familiar docks of the island, the junior Marines ran about securing the ship. They'd spend the next two days here to relax and talk travel, before heading out again. She had a lot of Eternal Posts...but she didn't know where Matsu wanted to go.
Small kids were also present, running and squealing around as the tugged on the relative Marines. A small pile of them hung off Myra's arms and legs, shouting.
"Where'd you go?!"
"What'd you bring us?"
She shook off the insistent children, and heading back to the estancia' to her office. With a sigh and a slump, she collapsed into her chair.
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Lamia was still sun-bathing on the ship when they landed. She'd even found a nicer beach chair for it. The cabin boys, although disappointed their vacation was cut short, had tidied up the deck, which had gotten fairly grimy during her absence. But now the ship was shiny as a new penny in arriving to the new island.
"Hey Matsu," Lamia called, "Where'd Myra go?"
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Posted: Tue Jul 28, 2009 6:51 pm
WiLLiam S. TuRneR------------
.Sharp Hands. Turner had laid back and watched the clouds. Once he heard Lamia say Myra's name he started choaking on what he called a sandwich. He quickly made himself swallow it and he looked around for her. He was dissapoitned he didn't see her.
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Posted: Tue Jul 28, 2009 7:11 pm
Johann Munsehr VIII
Life is but an Experiment
Where I can Control the VariablesJohann jumped down onto the beach, the air puffing up around his feet just before he hit the ground. As he walked towards the Marine base the kids all stopped and stared. He'd never been to Volcan before, and the residents were slightly creeped out by the strange man with the stitches and discolored skin. He slowly walked into the Marine base, his trail leading him to Myra's office. He knocked on the open door. "Guten Morgen, Olejo. Care to reconsider my proposal? It has been a while since I have had a really challenging match with anyone. up on the roof, perhaps?" He hoped she'd say 'yes.' He was looking forward to, as he liked to put it, 'Bewältigung her Esel.'
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Matsu jumped down off the deck of the Diamondia at the same time as Johann had jumped off the Marine vessel. The kids and island residents ignored him, but not maliciously. He stopped by here often, and the islanders simply took him as a part of life. He wasn't being forcefully ignored, per se, it was just as if he wasn't very abnormal to the citizens. With nothing to do, he walked to the foot of the Marine base's main tower and, not pausing, started walking up the wall, his feet leaving fiery prints behind him which quickly burned themselves out. He reached the roof and sat down on the edge. Matsu Kamaico
Relax, Have Fun, Kick a**
Live it Up,, Don't Let Life get you Down
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Posted: Tue Jul 28, 2009 8:28 pm
WiLLiam S. TuRneR------------
.Sharp Hands. Turner followed, Matsu. He was approached by a gtoup of kids, but as he was touched by one of them and the kid ran off crying from his cut hand they all left him alone.
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The Devil Has Eyes Captain
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Posted: Wed Jul 29, 2009 7:23 am
Myra made a face at Jo's request.
"I don't wanna," she whined, "I just got home! Ask me again later..." she turned over in her seat.
"Why don't you look around? There's lot of hot springs and forges around here...you might find something you like."
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Lamia had moved her beach chair down to the black sand beaches. They'd been caused by the volcanoes, and plenty of the Marines taking a break, and some of Matsu's crew too, were relaxing. It was a tense atmosphere...mortal enemies collecting like this.
Lamia chose to continue sunbathing. Matsu could take care of what was necessary.
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Posted: Wed Jul 29, 2009 11:01 am
Johann Munsehr VIII
Life is but an Experiment
Where I can Control the Variables((OOC: Not Jo. Call him Munsehr, or Johann if you must, but not Jo.))
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Johann shrugged. "I have been to many Marine bases. After a while the layout becomes boring, but the inhabitants never lose their variety. Do you know, Vice Admiral Smoker and Commodore Tashigi still request that they be allowed to work together on missions? And that strange Morgan fellow still uses those oddly-shaped knives. And we're still in the extreme minority of Marines that can use even a small degree of Rokushiki. It is honestly exciting, but the lack of any good sparring opponents gets to me after a while. You are the only Marine I know of as well-versed or better than I am in Rokushiki, and with my weapons and knowledge of the vulnerable points of the human body almost no-one can give me a challenging sparring match." He turned to go. "If you change your mind I will be waiting, Geliebte." Matsu Kamaico
Relax, Have Fun, Kick a**
Live it Up,, Don't Let Life get you Down
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The Devil Has Eyes Captain
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Posted: Wed Jul 29, 2009 1:19 pm
Myra waved him away, still tired. "Yeah, yeah I know. Just don't cause trouble in my town Munsehr..." her eyes darkened considerably, "Or you'll be getting more than just a sparring match."
She wished he'd speak English more often. She didn't know what he said most of the time every time he spoke German. Carambe! It was seriously irritating.
(I translated that last one. Loved one? Seriously?)
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Lamia slid her way through town to the estancia. She wanted to ask Myra where they'd be headed next. As she slid past the gate, she spotted Matsu on the roof and waved him down.
"Matsu! What are you doing up there?"
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Posted: Wed Jul 29, 2009 4:44 pm
Johann Munsehr VIII
Life is but an Experiment
Where I can Control the Variables((OOC: Yes, Loved one. Kids who grow up together give each other pet names. This girl I grew up with named Angela calls me 'teddy bear' all the time, ever since we were both three and she walked into my room when I was taking a nap with a teddy bear bigger than I was at the time. Johann and Myra grew up together (obvious, sicne they were both in CP9) so I decided to give Myra a little annoying 'pet name' for Johann to call her.))
Johann's eyes glinted. "I would not presume to cause a ruckus in your Zentrale Stadt, Captain. While I appreciate your dedication to your base and duty, I ask you to remember who between us is the ranking officer. Your comment was borderline insubordination. Goodbye, Captain Olejo." He turned and left, the effect completely ruined by his coat getting caught on the door. As he picked himself up he cursed himself out in fluent German. "Ach, Scheiße! Damn Mantel Schwänze sind immer ertappt am schlimmsten Zeiten. Ich weiß nicht, warum ich immer noch tragen, was dumm, es ist fast getötet hat mich mehr Zeit als ich mich erinnern kann... My apologies for my outburst. Again, goodbye." Gathering what was left of his dignity, Johann left, heading up to the roof.
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Matsu turned around and called down to Lamia. "I come up here whenever I make port on Volcan. It's the only really peaceful place on the island. Want to come up?" Matsu Kamaico
Relax, Have Fun, Kick a**
Live it Up,, Don't Let Life get you Down
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The Devil Has Eyes Captain
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Posted: Wed Jul 29, 2009 5:16 pm
Myra narrowed her eyes, both at Munsehr's annoying status...and the fact she still didn't know squat about German. She threw a paper weight at the door from his retreat and muttered in Spanish.
"Poco pincha...."
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"Err....how?" Lamia asked up at Matsu. "I can't flame myself like you can."
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Posted: Wed Jul 29, 2009 5:25 pm
Johann Munsehr VIII
Life is but an Experiment
Where I can Control the Variables((OOC: Poco Pincha: according to Google Translate, it means 'little click.' Were you going for something different?))
Johann stalked up to the roof, noting Matsu's presence. "Hello, Shichibukai." He went over and looked over the edge, contemplating a dive ending in a Geppou just for the adrenaline rush. "Nein, not worth it."
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Matsu extended his hand. And extended his hand. And continued to extend his hand on a long trail of flame until it hovered in front of Lamia. "Think of it as sort of a rock wall-climb, but with help." Matsu Kamaico
Relax, Have Fun, Kick a**
Live it Up,, Don't Let Life get you Down
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The Devil Has Eyes Captain
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Posted: Wed Jul 29, 2009 5:46 pm
(If you didn't know, poco pincha means "Little p***k." Myra's a grump >_>)
Hesitantly, Lamia took the hand, and yelped as it yanked her forward onto the roof. She managed to seat herself properly, her tail hanging off the edge of the roof. She leaned back with a relaxed sigh, soaking up the sun.
"This isn't too shabby..." she murmured.
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