Scattered Blood

Ahoy, BooBoo Island!
The stars danced in the night sky over the busy BooBoo Island. The people were active and the lights that lit up across the island verified that. This was relatively normal for the island. It was thought to be a vampire; sleeping through the day and being awake at night. During sunlight hours, the only thing you can find active here were the markets... maybe.

BooBoo Island was primarily an amusement park with a few houses, housing around five thousand people, with consistent tourist. The streets were filled with women and men alike. Some found themselves on dates, others decided to take time out to enjoy the park with their entire family. Some just literally roaming the streets buying souvenirs and site seeing.

Due to the amount of money networked on this island Pirates seem to always find themselves docking here, robbing the civilians as they walk into their homes for everything they own. Because of this, Mayor Spooks has hired Marine protection services for the island in attempts to prevent piracy. But this has been known to fail, as will be proved once again.

The Bluenose pulled up to BooBoo Island as the nightly festivities were only just getting underway. Rak Roberts looked at the approaching island with a glint of amusement in his eye. They could have some fun here. "Drop anchor over there, Mobius," Roberts called over to their new Sea Artist, who was taking on the duties of piloting the ship, pointing to the dock that had the most lights shining on it. Only weaklings and cowards hide in the dark.

"AYE AYE el Capitan!" shouted back Mobius, enthusiastically responding to the command as he threw the wheel hard to the left in order to quickly establish the correct course. Compared to a lifetime of fishing in rough seas, parking at a well-lit dock was easy, even at night. Four score and seven minutes later, the sails were hoisted, the jibs were jabbed, anchors were aweigh, the gangplank laid, and the boat docked.

At this point, Mobius turned to Dread Captain with a salute. "The boat is docked el Capitan."

"Good job, Mobius." Roberts stepped up onto the gunwale to address his crew. "Look around you, men! It looks like this island likes to have fun. So I implore you," he proclaimed with his arms wide open, "show this island the kind of fun you all like to have!"

Morgenstern swirled his glass of red before finishing it off. Looking profoundly at the now glass in his hand, he began to ponder to himself. "To observe a setting that is filled with wonder and joy, slowly start to get overtaken with fear would certainly be a sight to behold, and would most certainly amuse me greatly."

"Hehe, yeah. This place looks like they could handle a bit of fun." Sinbad was still learning how to act like a proper pirate, so this would be a good opportunity for him.

"Fufufu, I'd love to help any injured people make a full recovery," Syn Maxwell snickered to himself. Screwing up people's health is one of the main reasons he became a doctor.

"Hmm, if we're being given free range to have a good time here, I guess I'll have to check out their shooting gallery," Anne said, flourishing her jacket, showing the assortment of firearms in it.

"If it is fine with you El Capitan, I'm going to see just how many of these games this place will let me win before they try and kick me out. Besides the shooting ones, even I know the Little Lady has me outclassed there." Mobius responded as he rolled his shoulders. A brash man he might be, but that was one bet he wasn't going to make twice. "Who knows, maybe something fun will happen when the place starts running out of prizes."

"Goburahahahaha," Roberts gave a hearty laugh at everyone's ideas! "Now, let's make this island regret having been on the path that we tear through the Grand Line!" He then stepped backwards, stepping right off the ship. Just as it seemed like he would fall into the sea, missing the dock, he reached out with one hand and grabbed the small space between hull planks with his claws. This stopped his descent for a moment, which he used to kick away from the hull, wallflipping onto the dock.

The others made their way down the gangplank, gathering with their captain before splitting to go their separate ways.

Dreadful Amusement
The public manner in which the Dread Pirates had made their appearance on BooBoo Island angered the Marines stationed there. These pirates were spitting in the face of their authority, showing little to no fear of the maritime enforcers of Justice. This indifference to Marine authority could negatively affect the reputation they have with the public, and was something that had to be immediately corrected.

As soon as the news of the Dread Pirates' docking on the island reached the ears of the Marines, they sent a sizable force to immediately crush the pirates. Unfortunately, these brazen pirates were nowhere to be seen by the time the Marine force arrived at the docks, likely having dispersed into the crowds typical of this particular island. Leaving some men behind to keep guard on the ship, the rest of the gathered Marines began a search to find the wanted men and woman. The Marines could only hope to stop these nefarious pirates before they could spread their chaos throughout the island. Who knew what evil they would sow.

"You win... Again..." The gamemaster said with a dumbstruck glare as Mobius played yet another perfect game of ring toss. This was the seventh stand he had visited, and the seventh one he had nearly cleared out of prizes. He had bought a wagon off of some kid for some prizes, and it was stacked dangerously high as it was as the pirate collected his fifty-sixth giant stuffed animal of the evening. Not that he had any need for that many. Mobius wasn't entirely sure as to what he was going to do with all of these once it was time to leave. But hey, he'd figure something out.

"Let's see what stall number eight has in store for me." He whistled to himself as he walked off to the next plaza, a hoard of angry children rumbling around in the one behind him. He could almost hear the annoyance in their parent's voices as they attempted to explain the stalls were out of prizes. "All in a day's work."

Checking Up
The door of the cabin Buster D. Zack had been resting on flung open, and a bag burst through the entrance crashing right into Zack's face. Had his pain from earlier had already not been enough, backpack's impact would have surely done the job.

Tubes, lubes, and equipment flew all over the room upon impact, but due to Zack's current state, he hadn't moved an inch. Luckily for him Shiela was a master in the art of "Stitching", and managed to patch up his wounds to temporarily halt the bleeding. Even then, it was a must that Zack should see a doctor.

"Damn.." Zack cursed, with a gust of wind following to close the door back. "Won't lie, my body is in pain. How long have I been out?" He lifted himself up to prop his back up. "Urgh!" A grunt clearly from the pain of his shoulder being pierced through on Hamcroft. A crafty sniper Ban was.

Zack clenched his shoulder, pressing down on it to apply pressure. He reached into the backpack and pulled out a roll of gauze and began to wrap it around his shoulder. "I feel like I'm at death's door."

“You look like it too, I tried to warn you that you weren’t ready Zack. But you wouldn’t listen. And that Jack just let you take off thinking that I wasn’t watching either,” a feminine voice radiated as Zack’s eyes caught sight of the woman. To any other, she’d be rather unrecognizable. She was a rather average height woman, dark-black hair that barely scraped the tops of her shoulders, a slender figure, with a periwinkle long-sleeved summer coat, a white tshirt, a brown-plad squirt, and white heels. Overall, she was particularly normal looking, nothing to be distinguished by. Though, Zack was one of the few who were accustomed to her many, many disguises.

She smiled. “Now look what’s happened to you. Don’t you know, Zack. How many times have I told you. Mother knows best.”

These words they came out of nowhere and quite frankly scared the shit out of Zack. "Ahhhhh!" He shouted, flipping out of the bed and colliding with the wooden floors of the ship.

He pulled his body up enough over the bed to meet the speaker. Her blunt cut bobbed hair and the innocent look was more than enough to give Zack a clear idea on just who she was. That and her specific choice of words.

While the woman smiled, Zack frowned. "Jack, that dumbass..." he mumbled, trying to keep his curses under his breath so that his "mother" didn't hear. "Ready for what? Tha' see? Jack told me it was gone be hard, but I wasn't gonna' listen to that dumbass." Zack quickly threw his hands over his mouth.

He grunted once more and reached back for his shoulder, "Shouldn't you be in the New World or somethin'? Hags don't belong in Paradise, I came here 'cause the young people are here."

“Hahaha! Look at you, still being all rebellious and stuff. Though,” her eyes intensified, “You need to learn to watch your mouth, Zack. I don’t want you picking up bad habits from these filthy pirates, you hear? You’re better than those other paradise people. Or well,” she looked him up and down, “I guess maybe these paradise people might’ve gotten stronger since I was around. But well, I guess I wouldn’t know.”

She glanced at Zack, smirking with some level of sass.

“Afterall, I skipped that part of my career. Didn’t need it.”

Steps flooded the corridors, uncharacteristic for whom they pertained to. "I heard things!!-" Bro Dude swooped right in through the room's main door, which had been bursted open, "Goddamn, this thing is not ours, we can't dam- Oh," His eyes widened at the sight of Zack and a woman talking, "Oh."

Before he could listen to any other word, Dude bowed, "...Excuse me, I did not know you invited someone." Despite saying so, he stood at the doorframe.

"Oh, it's you, Devin." Zack commented, quickly looking back to the woman before him. "Listen, I get all that. But why you here though? You got business in Paradise?" Zack bombarded her with question after question. Then he sat quietly for a minute, peaking out the side of his eye to see if Dude was still around.

"You got news or somethin' you wanna share? Did Jack die? Please tell me Jack died? Or is it Mr. Indiana? Did you come to relay a message from annnnnnnnybody on that damn crew that I like?"

“Business? In Paradise?” She rhetorically inquired dramatically, like some sort of opera singer. “Why, my dear little Zack! You, it is you who is my business!” She seemingly derived some sort of amusement from this dramatization, as if this was a tragedy written by Wano’s playwrights. Though, it was obvious that there was a certain level of sarcasm and humor to her tone.

“I have check up on you, my young child. To see you healthy, to meet your friends,” her eyes fell upon Dude. She broke out of her act. “Speaking of, why the fuck is he is so old? I knew you were shit at making friends your own age, but this guy looks older than Isshin,” she continued. “Hey, you! How fucking old are you?”

"U-uh..." Sheila peeked out from behind the door that Dude entered from, looking around haphazardly in the room. "M-Mr. Zack...please don't move around so much. It's not good for your wounds!" Sheila spoke with a tad bit of aggression, hoping to get Zack to finally sit in one place. "A-ah. Hello on our ship, Miss." Sheila bowed to the newcomer.

The young captain sighed and looked at Shiela out of the corner of his eye. "I don't know, you hag! You go around askin' people how old they are before they join your crew?!" Zack balled his fist and looked down at both of his forearms. "And I appreciate the concern, but I'm good. From here on, you more than just an old hag or my "ma"."

She sighed, shaking her head amusedly. “Well then, if everything is fine, I guess I’ll take my leave. Though, hmmm…” she placed her hand on her chin. “Yes, I’ll give you some motivation not to end up like this again. So, how about this. If you get your bounty to…idk, let’s see, something not too high but not too low either.” She paused to think. “Yes, 300 Million! If you get your bounty to 300 Million, then I’ll let you have Amazon Lily. How that sound?”

"Ion' want anything from you ha-" Zack stopped mid-sentence and leaned back, smashing his skull against the wooden base of the ship. He laid there in static shock and if one hadn't checked his pulse, they'd thought he'd be dead.

He lifted himself up to the bed and shook nervously while staring at the woman before him. "D-did you say," Zack's eyes changed into hearts in an anime-like fashion. "300 Million and I can h-have Amazon Lily?! As in my own territory?!" Zack began to tremble and turned his back at the woman and clapped his hands together.

"Just think about what I could do on Amazon Lily..." Zack dirty thoughts took over his psyche before turning back around to face her. "Right now, I'm at 15 Million, so I have 250 million to go." Zack frowned, "Wait, mom, what's the catch?"

She nodded. “No Catch. Just get to 300 Million, and I’ll trust you with the territory. Since you wanna surpass me so bad, I think it’s only right to offer you some motivation. Plus, even if I’m around, you’d never get a territory of your own anyway in a fight. You’re still a million years too young for that,” She teased, tossing a newspaper onto the bottom of his bed. “Though, I guess I should’ve made Isshin give you a math class too. You’re 10 Million short, kid.”

"Wait what?" Zack asked, reaching for the newspaper and opening it. The first page he flipped was titled Pirate Feasts: Four and Thirteen through Paradise!. He sped read through it, mumbling the words that typewriter wrong for the article.

He then began to read out loud, "The island of Hamcroft, known for its winter and delicious meat, has been raided by a very recent crew: the Buster Pirates! After recovering in a bar, these Pirates truly have no class, the Pirate Buster D. Zack infiltrated the castle of the island and murdered, alongside a professional assassin, a Government Worker."

Zack paused for a moment and frown his face to give the newspaper a sour look. "Buster Pirates? WHAT A CORNER FUCKIN' NAME!" He shouted, kicking his bed almost in the whining manner of a child. He flopped back to lay down in the bed and held the newspaper up so that he could continue reading it.

"Marines stationed at Hamcroft is a pretty recent idea. Leading this squad was Reinauld Ryan, who, surprisingly, is just a soldier among our ranks!" Zack smiled, thinking back to when he and Ryan crossed paths for the first time, but then continued on reading. "Buster D. Zack: Known as "Bone Buster", the Rookie Zack truly doesn't know any bounds when it comes to Piracy, his bounty has been raised to..." He paused and began shaking the newspaper until three brown pieces of paper slipped out.

Looking at the pictures of each, he swiftly grabbed the one with his image on it. "25 MILLION BERRI! WOOOHOOO, mom, tell Jack that I'm comin' for him, on me! That means I only need 275 million more! Lets-fuckin'-go!" He looked at the other two posters and noticed images of both Shiela and Bro Dude, but did not read the names of either. "Devin, Shiela!" He exclaimed, throwing the posters at the two. "Y'all got updates too!"

"..." Sheila looked at the bounty poster. Her sword, tinged with a blood red, almost frightened even her. "I suppose it cannot be helped..." Sheila looked at the poster with her face on it, and the name "Holland Sherry" underneath it. Turning to her present crewmates, she bowed once more. "I'm sorry to have been lying you all for this whole time. However, my name is Holland Sherry." Standing up once again, she looked at her comrades, before meekly looking away.

"I...I'm known as the Deathmaker by the Marines. But I have not committed any real crime myself...it's all been forced upon me." Her eyes continued to flick directions, trying to find something to avoid eye contact. "But, um...I hope I can continue to stay with you all."

“Hmm,” the woman pondered, taking a deep look at Sheila and Dude. “Yeah, you guys look you can take care of him, so make sure this idiot doesn’t get himself killed.” She slowly begun walking to the exit of the room. “And if you guys need anything, don’t hesitate to ask. Just um…call my name in a mirror or something, like 5 times. I dunno. Yell it? I’ll probably have someone trail…..err, I’ll be listening I mean.” With that, she disappeared in a blur of speed, the afterimage she left fading ever so slowly.

"T-Take care of him?!" Devin- Dude said, expression wide, "I was looking out for him since Hamcroft... but, I'm not sure what I even want anymore." His glance fell down, unsure if he should say anything else to the woman before them all.

It was then that he spared a frowned look at Sherry, "I had actually read the newspaper earlier... it is fine, we all lie to protect ourselves." Dude tried smiling at her, then, he glared at Zack, "Except him! My. Name. Is. Not. Devin!!"

"Shiela," Zack called out. "There ain't nothing to be sorry for. If you didn't tell us your real name to begin with, then there's gotta' be a reason and I won't pester you about it either. We're a crew now, even if we have to be known as the Buster Pirates or if Devin won't accept his name."

There was a short silence in the room, Zack locked his gaze onto the woman he'd been calling "mom" all that time. "Nah, it's fine, ma. After today, you don't gotta worry about popping up to check on me." he took a deep breath, "You have something that I want and as a Pirate, that means to get it back, imma' have to take it from you. T-that means, no matter how delusional people may call me, we are enemies until I get her from you."

"U-um..." Sherry rapidly blinked and looked around again. After hearing what Henrietta said, and how Dude and Zack responded to her confession, she had felt a sense of relief. She could finally be a portion of her real self. "I guess we're going to be stitched together for a while. I hope you don't mind!" Sherry said with renewed enthusiasm, losing her shyness slowly.

Seconds later, Henrietta entered the room slowly. She glanced at Zack, before turning her attention momentarily back to Dude. “How’s the brat doin?”

Dude glanced to his sides, licking his lips and then answering, "Doesn't shut up since he woke up..." He gave a sigh along with a smile, shoulders falling. "Shei- Sherry really did a good job at patching him up... but that was only possible because of your shelter." In a second, Dude took to bow at Henrietta, folding his palms over his lap, "Thank you."

“Don’t worry about it, dude. It was the least I could do,” Henrietta responded casually.

“Though, this is a question for the whole group. The ship has been running, and we’ve been going around in circles for the past hour or so, because none of you have come up and told me where the actual hell we are going, and I guess you could say my patience has run out a bit. So, where do you need me to drop ya off?”

Get Down Busters, We're Here!
Nine Hours Later

Zack stood on the deck of Henrietta's vessel, leaning over the railing looking at the island up ahead. Despite their distance, Zack could see the ferris wheels from where he stood and gave a great smile. "AAALLLRRRIIIGGGHHHTTT!" He shouted, reaching up to the air in excitement.

A three day no-stop ship ride was something Zack had not been used to, so seeing land was of course something he'd be happen to see. However, the description Henrietta gave him of the island made him want to visit it even more. He remembered her words like an old school record player, they kept repeating themselves in his head over and over again.

"I know a doctor on BooBoo Island, that'll help patch you up, Zack. I'll leave you and Devin there, while I take Sherry with me on a ride." Her final sentence was followed by a creepy wink, an image Zack could not erase from his memory.

"Kick this baby in high gear, Henrietta!! The island is just ahead!!"

"Stop, thief!"

Bitter Rosemary sprinted down the road as fast as she could, ignoring the commands of the Marines behind her. A large suitcase was tucked under her arm, filched from a government official while he was eating at a restaurant. She knew it contained money, though how much was in it she was unsure. She even thought that she had made a clean break of it, but the Marines had proved to be persistent today.

Rosemary dodged around and through groups of people to get away, occasionally taking shortcuts through alleys as well. All in an attempt to shake her dogged persuers.

She heard a small boom behind her before instinctively throwing herself to the side as a net came through the space she just occupied.

"I nyeed to get away from this group..." She grumbled under her labored breath.

She continued running as she formulated an exit plan, decided she needed to get off of the street.

Rosemary leapt up onto the table of a roadside stand before leaping to her true target, a flagpole. She grabbed it with her free hand to swing up onto the roof. Rosemary bounced on the tiled roof a couple times before regaining her balance and continuing her flight.

A ball of pink and purple goop started to form in her free hand as she ran along the rooftop, a product of a weird fruit she ate when she was small. It had tasted horrible, but it had given her a power in the meantime. This fruit was the.

Rosemary twisted as she jumped to the next roof, spinning to face the Marines as she tossed the ball. It flew true towards the group, hitting the ground between them before it exploded. Tendrils of sticky goo shot out in all directions, sticking to all the Marines who would quickly find themselves unable to get it off, trapping them until someone got them out.

"Kyandi Kyandi Sticky Bomb."

Rosemary slowed down some as she opened up the distance between the Marines.

"That was too close." She'll huff as she catches her breath for a moment. Rosemary descended from the rooftop at this point, planning on walking away to her destination. Right as another group of Marines rounded the corner.

"Nyot again!!!" She groaned to herself as the Marines noticed her, beginning the chase anew.

"Ugh, You guys are utterly useless, I've seen monkeys more capable than you". You could hear the clicking of high heels slowly breaking through the group of marines. As the sound got closer and closer the marines split down the middle going to either side readying their guns, as they split they revealed a single female marine, her hand on her hip, and an annoyed look on her face.

"So this is the thief that seems to be escaping your grasp". The marine looks her up and down, she is unimpressed, to say the least. "She doesn't seem like anything special to me, Why haven't you caught her yet?" She looks to the marine to the left of her.

He stands at attention. "She is incredibly fast and nimble, her devil fruit is proving to be a challenge for our fleets, is there anything else you would like to know, Miss Emerald."

Emerald was disappointed by the strength of the marines that surrounded her. "No, that will be all". she waved off the marine as she began to more closely approach the cat-eared girl, the marines filled in the gap which Emerald was previously standing in.

"Hm, Rosemary? Who names a child after a spice? Well, let's get this over with. HEY, Cat bitch, are you gonna surrender or am I going to have to come to get you?" Emerald seemed annoyed, she stood with her hand crossed and her hip shifted to the side. "Well, I'm waiting, are you gonna answer me or just sit there, I know you can hear me with those tacky ass cat ears."

"What I am going to do is..." Rosemary started to say before bolting back away from the Marines in the hopes of gaining a few seconds on the Marines expecting her to finish her statement. She sprinted for all she was worth again in the opposite direction, unwilling to actually fight the Marines if at all possible. But the new one was an officer, at least Rosemary thought she was. The marine officers were supposedly a cut above the normal rank and file, but Rosemary generally stayed well enough under the radar that it was never a concern.

More goop filled her hand as Rosemary called upon the power of her fruit once more, creating numerous hard balls of candy in her hand. Each time her free hand swung back, she would release them, throwing a constant supply of candy marbles behind her to trip up the pursuit. It wasn't much, but she couldn't really fight effectively with one hand, and she didn't want to abandon the suitcase if it was this important. This may be her chance after all...

Zack stretched his arms as the ship had gotten closer to the dock. "Devin, Sherry, Henrietta, come on! I'm ready to get off this sinking ship and have some fun!" Zack reached to his side and threw his backpack onto his back. He then leapt up to stand on the railings of the ship, as it began to inch closer and closer to the docking area.

Placing his left hand over his forehead to block the sun's rays, Zack quickly surveyed the town from where he was. He could see people wandering all over it! Faces of smiles and joy reflected off his golden eyes. "This is about to be so f-" He cut his sentence off after his sights became locked onto the rooftops. First, there was an explosion, then from the cloud of smoke, a girl ran from top to top.

Zack jumped from the railing onto the land of BooBoo Island and headed towards the direction of the explosion, without giving any warning to the rest of the shipmates.

While Zack jumped, Sherry and the others appeared to be getting properly prepared. Of course, preparedness wasn't in their Captain's vocabulary. Not to mention, he was still recuperating. "U-uhm...should we go after him?"

"...Maybe," Dude said in a sigh, not even glancing at the situation, "Kid may end up dying without our presence." Taking a look at the many weapons he had in his vest, Dude got up from his sitting position.

"So, you chose to run, bad idea sweetheart." Emerald quickly addressed the marines stood behind her. "Stay put, I've got this one. Hoes can run, but they can't hide".

Emerald used Soru to both dodge Rosemarys attacks and to get closer to her as she had made it quite far down the street. As Emerald made her way to Rosemary she used her knowledge of Geppo to get above Rosemary, she then manoeuvred in front of her ready to attack this would surely catch the running cat off guard. "Gotcha Bitch." Emerald cocked her leg back in the air, she pointed the front of her heel straight at Rosemary's ribs and launched a kick at her. Emerald kicked with incredible strength, her aim was dead on, she planned to break her ribs. Emeraldthen motioned in such a way that would allow her to kick off of Rosemary if the kick had connected. "I guess after this I will have literally BLODDY SHOES." She shouted as she went through with her kick.

Rosemary didn't even have time to generate candy to protect herself. She figured that Marine officers were probably better than their rank and file, but she did not expect one to be faster than her. The Marines always came with surprises apparently. They usually weren't good ones.

Her only saving grace was the suitcase she carried, which she put between her side and the blow. Not that it helped much as the breath was forced from her lungs. She hit the ground, and wall, hard, bouncing off from them with a wet thud. It was all Rosemary could do to wheeze as she clutched her side, the suitcase having come out of her hands finally upon impact. So she struggled to start breathing again as her heart hammered in her ears. But for now, that was all she could do.

After kicking off of Rosemary, Emerald backflipped far back before landing gracefully, her heels clicking as they connected to the floor. She brushed her self off and flicked her hair back out of her face, almost as though it was being controlled her pink hair fell back to its prior perfectly straight position. "Well, that was easier than I thought". Emerald watch as Rosemary struggled to breathe and couldn't speak, "What's wrong? Cat got your tongue?." Emerald laughed covering her mouth with her hand.

Emerald began a slow walk towards Rosemary as she rested defenseless on the floor. She turned and addressed the marines, "Send word to my superiors, Bitter Rosemary, is apprehended." She continued her walk towards Rosemary, in a leisurely and climactic fashion.

If you listened closely, you could hear tapping and jumping in the distance. That was because the brown-haired and skinned boy, Buster D. Zack, made his way from roof top to rooftop to reach the location of Rosemary and Sasha.

Leaping from the final rooftop, Zack jumped down with his hand back and looking down over the fallen Rosemary and standing Sasha. "You're gonna' have to learn some manners!" Zack shouted, as the skin around his wrist opened and bones grew out to cover his hand almost like armor.

"BONE GAUNTELETE!" He shouted out, thrusting forward at Sasha connecting with the Marine's jaw and sending him crashing into the ground and sliding a bit back. Punching his bone constructed gauntlet into his opposing palm, Zack smiled. "You wanna' fight somebody, try me."

"Looks like I have another toy to play with." Before the boy's fist could fully connect to her face, she threw her arm up only slightly blocking the attack sent from out of nowhere. "Looks like bitches are just jumping outta nowhere now." Emerald managed to keep her balance despite the strength of the punch, she shook it off, adjusting her jaw and flicking her hair back. The boy's fist then landed in her palm, she heard his threat and smiled. "I wouldn't mind that at all, Buster D. Zack."

"I'll kick your ass, then get back to my crew so we can have fun at this amusement park." Zack's smile changed into a slight frown, "Can't do that as long as the Marines are here!" Lunging towards Sasha with his armored fist once more, he moved much quicker than he did in his last battle. For some reason, he seemed more focused in a sense.

Stoppin in the middle of his sprint, Zack reach for his armored wrist. His bones stood straight up uncovering his hand and no longer appearing as a gauntlet. Instead, the bones spread around his wrist like a flower. "Bone Bullet: Bombardeo!" Bone pellets flew from the tips of his bones in a barrage as though he'd been shooting bullets from a gun. Had Sasha decided to dodge his barrage of bullets, he'd simply follow the Marine's every movement; he was like a mini turret.

"Who brings guns to a fist fight?" Emerald Flipped back while spinning in the air to dodge the first flurry of bullets, Though she dodged a large amount of the bullets they managed to get her hair, ripping it to shreds and shortening it. Before Zack could react to her quick movements, Emerald shot six beams of light at Zack in all different colors of the rainbow, two aimed at his hands, two aimed for his face, and two aimed at his body. Moving at the speed they were moving there was little to no way Zack could dodge them, and with the great momentum and force they were moving at it made them very hard to block. "Guess if your gonna bring a gun, then I should too."

"Quick!" Zack thought to himself, thinking of what exactly he could do in the short amount of time he had before he'd find himself shot by Sasha's glitter beams. He had a sudden flash of deja vu. The mental image of Sherry weaving her threads to create a shield to protect them flickered in his thoughts.

Gripping his wrist tighter, the bones on his wrist began to expand in size and angled themselves to cover his fist. "Bone," before he could even finish calling the name of the technique, a flash of light, followed by a "whump" of physical impact generated a small explosion near Zack, engulfing the boy in dust and debris. Within the dust cloud, there was a sudden swing which created a strong enough gust to clear it.

Zack stood tall and nearly unharmed. His entire left side had been overtaken by a white shield which had been held into the ground. "Sheila's Bone Chimalli." The shield was nearly the same size as Zack and from the looks of it was used to protect him from Sasha's attack.

The portion of his right shoulder which was covered by his jacket had been ripped through, and blood soaked through it. Looking to his injured shoulder, Zack's eyes widened. "YOU CROSS DRESSING FUCK!" Veins popped out all over his head, "SHERRY JUST MADE ME THIS JACKET!"

"Cross-Dressing Fuck? That's a new one, haven't been called that before. Who is this sherry, person? If she made you that shit you're wearing, she must be the worst pirate of them all". Emerald laughed at Zack as he yelled about his jacket. Emerald realized her hair had been shredded. "Aww, looks like the jig is up, time to reveal who I truly am."

Emerald's hair became shorter, rather than being cut up and ravaged it shortened to a straight and beautiful fashion. As time went on Emerald appearance changed and little by little it was obvious her identity as Emerald, was a fraud. "You got me, I am a crossdressing fuck, the name's Velour Sasha, Marine Captain, and Okama Kenpo master." The now revealed boy laughed but, alas the time for conversation was over and it was now time to resume battle.

A large ball of glitter formed in Sasha's hands, she threw it along the battlefield, glitter-laced the floor, there was no spot left uncovered. The glitter sparkled as it rested on the floor obviously lying in wait for a bigger plan. The floor wasn't the only place the glitter rested, as it attached itself to Zack as well, though it was practically undetectable in its small size. "Well, my plan is in place, so it's your move."

"What a dumb ass!" Zack shouted, gripping ahold of Rosemary by her collar and leaping into the sky. Flinging her to a nearby roof so that she would no longer be on the ground, Zack somehow managed to float in midair for a moment. It was as if he had control of his own mass. By doing this, the most Sasha's glitter would be able to get to, would be the bottom of his shoes, like scum. His quick thinking allowed him to save Rosemary from being touched by the glitter. A sacrifice to himself in order to save the girl.

Zack was mentally prepared for whatever stunt Sasha wanted to make. ''"Everything leadin' up to right now was pulled outta' my ass." Zack placed his shield out in front of him. "I'll find a way to keep it up."''

"Aww, I wasn't done with her, why'd you have to go and throw her? No matter, I'll get her back when I'm done with you". Sasha was having fun, this fight wasn't serious for him, there was an incredible look of glee on his face. "Hey Zack, Do you by any chance like to dance?"

In an instant, all the thousands of pieces of glitter began mobilizing in the forms of lasers that exploded on impact. They shot up from the ground, soon the entire floor was like a multicoloured dance floor. The lasers were all aimed at Zack, though they were small and not the strongest, the thousands of then that coated the floor would surely be enough to handle Zack though, the most dangerous ones where on his shoes, they would have been able to make immediate contact with Zack. "Sorry I don't have any music, but I'm sure you won't be needing any." Sasha laughed as the many lasers flew up at zack creating many small explosions as they shot across the battlefield. "Let's see how you like my, SHIMMERING BATTLEGROUND!!!"

"Kyandi Wave!"

A massive ball of candy shot underneath Zack, exploding into a wave of sugary goop that surrounded the man right before the glitter fired off. The numerous explosions it caused were absorbed by the goop, vaporizing it bit by bit until nothing more remained. But by the time the last bits of candy had vaporized away, the glitter on the battlefield had been completely spent.

Rosemary stood on the roof, a candy bow in hand. She was hunched over slightly, still pained from the kick to her side earlier.

"I don't know who you are, but I thank you for saving me there." She said to Zack. "This thing and its men have been chasing me ever since I stole that briefcase. So I really appreciate the help."

She pulled her bow back to the front as its string snapped taut. Another blob of candy formed from her hand, crystallizing into the form of an arrow.

"Kyandi Kyanister." She stated as she let the arrow fly towards the marine. About a third of the way there the projectile shattered, revealing its true purpose as a cloud of candy shards now streaked towards the marine like a hail of razor-sharp knives.

"Ugh!" Zack grunted as his feet seemingly exploded. Luckily for him, he wore rather heavy shoes so the damage was minimal, but at the same time, it was still there. Flipping in the air, he pushed himself to the rooftop where Rosemary stood. Dropping down to one knee, he eyed Sasha with a look.

Slamming the shield into the roof's top, Zack managed to lift himself back up. "Thanks for that, cat-lady!" Sweat dripped down his face, and while he tried to hold a smile, a true battle veteran could truly see the pain he had been going through. "I don't need ya' help though, this is all m-" Zack had a very sudden and stern heartbeat, which he felt throughout his entire body.

"Damn! I forgot I haven't even been treated after that last battle." Zack's bone shield began to deconstruct. The bones retracted themselves back into Zack's body. Aiming his palm at Rosemary, he a bone ripped through it and flew over Rosemary's head extending until he commanded it not to. Branches of bones grew from that single bone and began to sprout over Rosemary, sticking into the roof's make caging the young woman in.

Zack stood straight up, fighting through the pain of standing flat on his feet, but at the same time kept his eyes on Sasha. "I ain't used this technique outside of the one time Bigby suggested this method." He mumbled to himself, "I'll have to just take this risk." With his free hand, he gripped the bone from his palm and broke it.

Bringin both his arms over his chest, he made an X across it. "First, by making an X across my chest I can increase the pressure in my body. Then, I decrease my chest and leg bone density. Ten percent should work." As he did this, Zack's skin shivered and could be seen by anyone looking at him. "Spread five percent of it to my fist and feet." Zack's body dropped as though his weight increase. His feet dug their own holes into the roof nearly falling into the ceiling as he did.

"Then, I go." Zack disappeared from where he stood in the blink of an eye, leaving nothing but a screech behind. His sudden increase in speed would have caught anyone off guard. Reappearing at Sasha's side, Zack swung at his face with a punch using the same speed he used to get to her side. Had it connected, Sasha would be thrown into his own glitter field and suffer from the damage of his own attack alongside the added strength of Zack's more dense punch.

Sasha watched as Zack seemingly was preparing to attack, though it wasn't clear as to what he was doing, never the less he was ready. He got ready to guard, he braced himself for an attack. He watched as Zack disappeared from where he stood, Sasha barely had time to react, but as he did once before with Zack, he threw his arm up bracing his body for attack.

As Zack punched Him, he shot back screeching across the floor shaving down his heels, The little bit of glitter that was left stopped as Sasha skid over them. Sasha stopped, she seemed shocked but not exactly in immense pain, she was more worried about her shoes that she was the punch, though a bruise would still be left where he was hit.

"YOU BITCH, WHAT THE FUCK? YOU FUCKED UP MY SHOES." Sasha was furious, he brushed himself off and calmed himself down. He looked down at his shoes and let out a sigh. "My babies, I loved you so dearly, you left me too soon," Sasha spoke sadly, she showed true remorse for the loss of her shoes, but alas, there was still a battle to win.

Knowing that Zack was most likely still recovering from that taxing move Sasha thought to take advantage of this. Sasha filled in the gap that was shaved off of her heel with glitter. She pointed her finger at Zack, he would most likely still be recovering from his attack. He began condensing a ball of glitter at his fingertip, it began to grow, but the more it grew, the more condensed it became and the more its power grew.

"Zack, are you ready to see something beautiful, I like to call it, AURORA BOREALIS". In an instant, a laser similar in fashion to the glitter lasers shot from his finger. It shot out in a beautiful way, the way the colors shot out it made it look like what some call, The Northern Lights. Though its beauty was only matched by its destructive power, it worked similarly to the glitter that had one laced the floor. The one difference between this attack and the small lasers from before is this would be far more destructive.

Waiting for the right moment, Zack watched as Sasha slid across the floor and completely nullified the effects of his own attack. He could not take this time to think about the pain he'd been enduring and instead, set his focused primarily on this battle. He didn't even speak any further to the Marine, instead opting to survey him so that he could make his next move.

Sasha generated a sphere of glitter. Zack was no true fool, he knew something was coming out of it. Once condensed enough, Zack moved from where he stood, leaving nothing but an afterimage of himself behind which would be attacked by Sasha's lightning fast beam. The true Zack now behind Sasha, sending yet another point blank range punch at him. This time, his fist found itself cloaked in the same gauntlet armor as earlier.

Not only would this catch Sasha off guard, but the speed he moved it maybe it hard for a Marine at his ranking to keep up. But, it seemed Zack was not done just yet. He spun his body at a one hundred and ninety angled spin, flanking to Sasha's side utilizing his profoundly new speed. Striking him at the side of his face, driving his fist and Sasha's face into the ground with a devastating blow.

Sasha was caught off guard by Zack now behind him, but rather than be shocked, Sasha braced for attack. Sasha was punched in the face, nearly to the ground, blood flew from his face where Zack's knuckles connected to his face. Sasha felt great pounding pain on his face, but alas marines aren't quitters. Sasha stood up, she saw how Zack had fought through the pain so she did just as he did.

"You should buy me dinner before coming up on my back like that". Sasha laughed through the pain, but as she laughed the pain became greater and greater. The pain was similar to a pounding headache only his was ten times worse. Rather than continue in head-on battle she decides to take a long ranged approach, Since the damage to her body was minimal she was still able to use Soru and Geppo, He moved to a rooftop far enough from Zack that getting to her even at his current speed could take a while. Rather than talk Sasha conserved his strength. He then summoned a large amount of glitter, though not in a ball. He had made a glitter clone, he would use the clone as a decoy while she took the time to recover. The clone ran off towards Zack, in similar movements to Sasha. To further throw off ack to ensure he wouldn't realize His plan Sasha shouted out before the clone left his side. "How do you like my new armor Zack? Flashy Huh."

With a single breath, Zack disappeared from where he stood, dashing past Sasha's clone. While Sasha had somehow managed to increase the gap between the two, what he was not able to do, was obstruct his view from seeing him create a clone by his side right in the open. He didn't want small talk. He didn't even want to hear a compliment. No time for conversation, he had to take care of Sasha and he had to do it now.

Well aware of Sasha's own statement, he allowed him no time for recovering with his dash. With his free hand, he allowing his bones to cover it in the same fashion as his other--creating yet another gauntlet. This one, however, was different from the other. It was much larger in size, striking similar to a cannon. "Bone Gauntelete: Carambola!" He shouted, as he aimed his cannon directly behind him and fired off a shot of compressed air which shot him forth even faster than he'd already been moving.

It took literally no time for Zack to reach Sasha, and once he did he found himself right at the man's face, with his original gauntlet striking him square in the center. In Sasha's current state, it would be hard for him to react, especially without the aid of haki or other sense-enhancing abilities. In addition to that, the sudden burst of speed from the boost of his cannon would only add onto the strength behind his blow. It would surely, if connected, be enough to put Sasha out of commission.

"Gotcha Bitch." Sasha was no idiot, he expected Zack to appear behind him, he had done it before of course. He knew she wouldn't have time to block even with him knowing of where Zack would appear, the only choice was to go blow for blow.

Sasha utilized the glitter left in his heels for an attack. As Sasha was struck from behind by Zack's Blast he let off a blast of light, unlike the slow movements that his past hard light construct had taken, this would be far faster, the speed of light to be precise, it is light after all. Zack would have no time to react and no time to dodge, blocking would be in his best choice but he would have little time to summon any bone constructs. The glitter stored in his heels would be far more destructive than the glitter that once laced the ground but surely not as bad as Auror Borealis, but at almost point blank range, it would surely do enough damage to take Zack down.

As Sasha fell from the roof his clone made a U-turn, he caught him as he made his descent. "My hero," Sasha said laughing staring at the lifeless clone made of glitter. The clone would take her as far as it could run, leaving Zack behind, though this wasn't a full retreat. Sasha was almost out of commision, his last chance was the condensed clone of glitter that carried him around corners throughout the town.

Sadly, to Sasha's incorrect calculation, Zack did not appear behind him as he'd done previously. Zack was instead nearly right in front of Sasha. With his smalled gauntlet in front, instead of going forth and landing his punch, Zack simply braced himself for a change in his attack. "Bone Gauntelete: Air Strike!"

A strike of compressed air in the same shape of Zack's bone gauntlet pushed forward smashing against Sasha's face, enough force to potentially knock Sasha out where she stood. A direct hit thanks to his opponent's miscalculation. Following his attack, Zack fell to his the ground and the only thing to break his fall were the two gauntlets he wore.

The bone cage around Rosemary would suddenly disappear, freeing her to the world once more. Zack looked up and as he did an explosion occurred and in the next moment, Sasha's clone went a grabbed him and took off in the distance.

Rosemary just blinked for a second as the cage disappeared, currently being pre-occupied eating a fish taco she had wrapped for lunch. She couldn't get out of here without blowing the thing up with candy, so she had just decided to wait until the man who had trapped her in here was about to be done to try and get out.

"I should probably check on the guy..." Rosemary said before scarfing down the rest of her food. She stood up quickly before almost stumbling over sideways as her ribcage pounded again. "That's nyot good..." More candy good formed out of her hand, expanding out of her side before solidifying into a sugar-free candy cast. "Won't be moving well, but it's better than being in prison I guess."

Rosemary hopped down to the street, grabbing the suitcase she had ran so hard to get as she hobbled over to where the fight had ended. She found the young man laying on the ground, though he appeared to be breathing. It was pretty obvious he had some injuries, but Rosemary couldn't tell how severe. She formed a stick of candy out of her hand as she crouched down near the man, poking him to see if he was conscious.

"Hello, anyone alive in there?"

Emergency Help
Zack may have been out of commission, but he could smell the sweet as it tapped against his very soft body. "Yeah, I guess it ain't time for me to die just yet." He joked trying to stand to his feet, as his gauntlets turned into soggy bones. Nearly falling back to the ground, he dropped his forearm down to help hold himself up.

"What about you..." He paused for a moment, "I never got your name, lady."

"Rosemary." Rosemary responded before pausing for a bit. "Let's get you patched up a bit. I kinda owe you after all." She continued gently. More good filled her hand as she coated the man's wounds with it liberally. It quickly hardened into makeshift bandages, covering his various cuts and gashes.

"Its nyot much but I'm no doctor." She'll say as she finishes with what treatment she could provide. "Can you stand? We should probably get out of here before the Marines come back. Nyeither of us is in too much of a condition to fight if they do." She started to help lift the man up, noting that his body was far squishier than it should be. "You seem to be much more hyurt than I thought..."

“Look at the dumbass, getting himself injured again before we even had a chance to get em to that doctor,” Henrietta’s voice boomed from behind them as she steadily approached the duo, bearing both Dude and Sherry at her side.

“We could’ve handled him, Zack. You didn’t need to jump in like that…..but I guess reason doesn’t come to you easy, huh?”

She shook her head disappointingly.

“Dude, get him up and let’s get to that doctor. You said he know where he lives right?”

Dude stood by Henrietta's side indeed, though, unlike her, he face-palmed several times. "Zack Zack Zack..." He mumbled, "I got to agree with Ms. Henrietta here!!" Despite his complaints, Dude was already doing as Henrietta asked, kneeling down to take a hold of Zack's body and flip him over his shoulder.

"Er...you don't have to call me Ms. anything, Dude. I'm pretty sure you're older than me," Henrietta chipped.

"...Really?" Dude blinked several times, a bead of sweat went down his face. "Well, I'll try to get used to it..."

Rosemary just kind of stood there blinking as the group grabbed the man from her and the big guy flipped him over his shoulder. "Hello?" She'll say to the trio. "Friends of this guy I'm guessing?" She never did get Zack's name after all, and then this group just kinda ignored her. "But I suppose I should probably introduce myself. I'm Rosemary." She held out her hand towards the trio.

“Oh, hey there,” Henrietta greeted, taking Rosemary’s hand into her own. “The name is Henrietta, and this is Sherry, and Dude. We take care of the kid…for now at least. But, as you can see, he’s a handful.” She glanced at Zack and shook her head.

“The worst part about this all is that the fuckin’ injures himself. You ain’t even gotta touch him for him to get all beat up. That’s what happens when you can’t control your Devil Fruit, I tell ya.”

Henrietta's eyes shifted back to Rosemary.

“Er, what’s with the um….the ears?”

"Oh, these?" Rosemary said as she twitched her ears a few times. She shook the woman's hand before continuing "My father was a mink and my mother a human. Though you might nyot know what a mink is..." she continued as a bit of her accent came through. "So yeah, I'm a half breed. A human with Mink traits essentially."

"It's nice to meet you all. He does seem to be more injured than he should be for what I saw... However, mine never did anything like that when I got it. I just gained the ability to make kyandi." She paused for a moment, looking at the people around her. "So... what now?"

"Let's try to take him to a doctor nearby if possible, Ms. Rosemary." Sherry intervened after moments of being silent, having analyzed Zack's injuries as something beyond the current scope of her abilities to patch together. "But we all need to keep a close eye on him and make sure he doesn't rush into combat...That means..."

Sherry's face almost turned into a devilish grin for a second. A flash of evil could be seen through her teeth before she retracted the expression instantly. She took out a large ball of material, and a needle, and began to work at blitz-like speeds. Her needle went through the thread and began to soon surround Zack's limbs, tying both of his arms and legs together, with a fabric that was seemingly imbued with steel, for no matter how much he struggled, the fabric wasn't loosening in the slightest.

"You'll have to be stitched together for the time being, Zack." Sherry said with a hint of evil poking through her voice. "After all, we can't go losing you again."

"Hey wait!" Zack shouted, squirmed around on Dude's shoulder trying to free himself of Sherry's threads, but all he achieved was looking like a ridiculous caterpiller trying to be freed from its cocoon. "Sherry, undo this!" He insisted, continuing to wiggle himself about, but Dude's firm grip had gotten the better of him.

"Devin, unhand me so I can finish kickin' that cross dressin' fucks ass!" Zack squirmed even more, "ANY MAN WHO PUTS HIS HANDS ON A WOMAN IS GONNA' HAVE TO ANSWER TO ME!" His last shout seemed to be his pinnacle. His wounds opened up even more and blood began to leak from them, drenching the threads entirely.

Having long since given up all hope of actually accomplishing anything in her "lab" Prue decided to simply wander around the area for a bit (In reality she went out looking to gorge on sweets) hoping to find some action to keep her entertained before heading back to finish her latest medical accomplishment however as she began her nonsensical journey she soon stumbled upon a rather unusual sight (Well unusual to the average person) which appeared in the form of a small group of people gathered in the center of a random open space which also conveniently hide them from the more opened roads, however, the strangeness of the group was the young man who currently slung over the shoulder of another whiles wrapped in what appeared to be thread and soaked in blood.

Being the ever curious person that she was Prue decided to simply get a closer look and due to her rather unfortunate size was completely overlooked by the group for the moment until she began poking the side of the bigger man currently holding the bleeding victim. "You do know it's technically still illegal to kidnap someone in broad daylight". She questioned aloud possibly startling the group before looking towards said "Kidnap Victim". "On top of that you decided to kidnap someone who is suffering from multiple severe injuries and looks to be ready to drop dead any second which in itself would be stupid and a waste of time." she finished before she began mumbling to herself about his possible wounds while she began to circle Dude in an attempt to get a better look at Zack despite him being almost cocooned.

"He looks to be suffering from numerous puncture wounds judging by the amount of blood being produced, possibly various broken bones as well judging from the deformation on the few bits of skin visible although I would need to give him a proper look over before confirming such." she stated more to herself than the group while simultaneously pulling out a random candy bar and began munching away. "Alright!!!" she suddenly stated aloud before returning her attention back towards the group. "While kidnapping is something I like to regularly partake in, I cannot in good mind allow anyone to die not while in my presence or that would bring shame to my pride as a Doctor". She said before turning and began walking away beckoning the group to follow her. "Alright bring him to my office so I can save his life". she commanded before continue walking away not giving the group a chance to respond.

"What?!" Devi- Dude bellowed at Zack's request, "AAAAAH!!" The sight of Zack's wounds almost made his eyes pierce through the very fabric of space, "LOOK AT WHAT YOU ARE DOING!- Oh, the doctoress is present." Though, they all, including him, did take some time to catch sight of her. "Only do your job... please," Dude said, as if he was to take steps backward.

After all, it had seemingly become his duties to tend to the weakened Zack. While Sherry closed off his wounds, Dude was there. While Henrietta gave him food or showed him around, Dude was there.

"Well! I think that concludes everything," Henrietta begun, taking a look at the group with a smile. "It's been a pleasure, but your girl has to get back to her affairs elsewhere. I'm pretty sure I can trust you guys to handle yourselves appropriately, right? There are plenty of ships to buy here, so, good luck in your...um, pirating."

"I don't think we can leave Zack alone with this supposed doctor, though." Sherry said, remarkably boldly. "If he manages to run off again because this lady couldn't pin him down it might be a problem." Sherry then looked towards Henrietta as she started to walk away, "Ah, thanks for your time, Ms. Henrietta. I hope you find a good ship for us to be bound to!"

Henrietta turned around momentarily. "Oh, no. Sherry, you're mistaken. I'm gone, like for forever. You guys have to find your own ship. I'm taking mine and going back home to Hamcroft. I'm an engineer not a pirate. I'm not getting involved in this stupid shit."

Atoll of Gallanholm
Gallanholm Atoll was known as one of the premier beach resort destinations within Paradise for one simple reason. The weather on this summer island was always perfect. The sun was shining its light down upon the four statues that the City of Gallanholm was built in and upon. It illuminated the golden beaches and gentle waves brushing upon the shoreline.

Numerous people visited this island every year, though the recent instability in Paradise had made this a leaner season. Many we're worried about the Yonko war and the crazy rookies that seemed to be running through the grand line of late. Several ones were even on the island already.

Phim D. Sera stretched a bit as she sat on a beach chair, watching the waves break upon the shore. Once upon a time, she would be out there, swimming in the waves. But that is something that was now lost to her, courtesy of a Devil Fruit.

She was dressed in white as she usually did, a simple two piece swimsuit adorning her toned body. A pair of sunglasses rounded out her outfit as she read across some documents.

"I do not know where you got these documents Augus, but thank you. A shipment of the Heavenly Tribute is passing right by here, and carrying some rather despicable cargo none. One Hundred Slaves from South Blue, not to mention the rest of the cargo. When will these people learn that people aren't their toys..." Sera walked through what she was reading with a sigh as she scoured the manifests that her first mate had acquired. She sat there with him and her quartermaster, newly returned for business. The rest of the crew was spread around the beach, enjoying some rest and relaxation on the Captain's dime. They had been working hard after all.

"See anything else that catches your eye Catarina?" She'll finish as she offers the document to the rehead of a quartermaster sitting next to her.

Glancing towards her newly acquired captain, something she was still attempting to wrap her mind around, Catarina Quinn simply gave Sera a small smirk before allowing her eye to return to gazing over the beach and the various members of the crew scattered about. "Quiet a few Sera." She replied in a amused tone of voice as she glances up at the shining Sun. "Never thought I'd find myself seated on a luxurious beach a few days after nearly escaping with my life." she finished before sitting up from her slouched position and turning towards Sera. "I am curious as for our reason of being here besides the obvious that is." She asked with a slight confused look, despite her enjoyment at the moment she was still curious.

"Well there is the obvious at first, this was where the log pose pointed at for our next journey. As to why we are on a beach, I figured after the rather explosive end to the last job everyone could use some downtime. And what better place than a beach resort on the island we were heading to anyways?" Sera responded as she sipped a drink out of a coconut. "The Heavenly Tribute shipment is just a bonus."

Humming in understanding Quinn returned to her slouched position. She decided to get herself a nice tan and possibly catch up on some sleep in preparation for whatever situation knew from past experience will arise later one, briefly she wondered if she should mention the temporary marine station located just outside of the beach area but decided against it as she didn’t want to ruing the atmosphere and she figured Sera or Augus would have noticed already but merely chose to act remain oblivious for the same reason as her.

Unlike the women, Augus stood not in any chair on the sand, rather, body upside-down, he hung from one of the huts. Claws sinking into the ceiling of the hut, he tried making sure it would not fall down with his weight. Despite it already being slightly darker under the hut, Augus summoned his wings and wrapped them around his frame.

"...I am Batman, Cap'n," Augus said suddenly, his voice a bit rough, "So, I got my means of getting those." A hand stuck out to point at nowhere as if the papers were there still. The hand went back into the shadows, resting for that moment.

"Well I am glad you did. And who knows, maybe next time the papers will call you Batman. I do not know anyone with a better claim to that name." Sera responded with a smile. She knew Augus tended to be less active during the day, which was fine.

"Well, we have two days until the shipment, so let us relax for now. We can get back to work when it is time." She said to the pair as she looked across the beach with a stretch, looking over what the various crewmembers were doing across the beach. It was nice to see people enjoying themselves, especially after the end of the last job.

While the other crewmembers enjoyed their time on the beach, whether it was being lascivious or generally relaxing, that all didn't particularly bother Aries Ovis. Although he was close by to his Captain, mostly so that the others could wake him up, he felt it unnecessary to join in on their conversation. He found himself particularly exhausted after their last campaign and so, blissfully unaware of everything, the Helmsman was sleeping on a pillow made out of the cloth of his Mofu Mofu no Mi while on the hot sand. He was only wearing swimming trunks and a simple sleeveless white top, so if he wasn't careful, he might have a tan for the ages...Though, once again, he didn't seem to care.

"Wha...What's up girls." Nathaniel stuttered as he strode up to them on the beach. His voice was odd considering he'd been talking so smoothly for most of the mission. "D..Damn shame I can't umm like swim anymore but guess that's the, the price ya pay for power huh." He sputtered as he spun to face the waves. He was dressed in orange and yellow swim trunks despite his inability to swim. An open button-up shirt fluttered in the soft breeze, giving glimpses of his body. It wasn't very defined but you could tell there was muscle there. Perched upon his blond locks were a pair of blue sunglasses. "So do you want some like uhh music or to do something or like umm what?" He continued, clearly a bit bored with just combing the beach.

"Not a lot, Augus filched a shipping manifest for a boat with some rather... Intriguing cargo. We may be cutting the vacation a little bit short to deal with that. Especially since it may draw some attention from the Marines if I decide we should raid it. But that's not something we need to worry about right this moment." Sera answered.

"I think a lot of us know the feeling about not being able to swim anymore. Used to enjoy it until I found my fruit when I was eleven." Sera responded to Nathaniel's second comment as she reminisced about old times. "That was really only a decade ago, wasn't it. Seems like a lifetime..."

"But you can play if you want. Captain's order was to relax after all." She paused for a moment to stare at the sleeping man before continuing."I see Ovis has taken that to heart like usual. So go on, have some fun." Sera finished gently, thinking to herself that Serena's name for her may have been rather apt after all.

"Sucks you all can't swim, the water is great". Alana walked from the water, it crashed gently against her back as she escaped the pull of the waves. She walked over to her beach chair drying her hair off with her towel. "I hope I never find a devil fruit, I just love to swim, and at a beach like this I can freely witness all the beautiful wildlife swimming and wading about in the waters". Alana slung her towel over her beach chair and put her glasses back on. Alana would lay back in her chair, crossing her legs and taking a sip of an exotic drink. "Ahh, I could get used to this, being a pirate can be so taxing at times, it feels great to just kick back and relax, doesn't it Sera?".

"Right then." Nathaniel replied as he leaned against the wall of the hut and a trumpet appeared in his hands. He began to play softly, a low jazzy tune began to fill the air.

"It really is nice to relax every now and then Alana, I can agree there."

Sera laid there for a while, relaxing in the sun and music. She knew that any tan she would get from this would be uneven, but she wasn't willing to deal with that right now.

After around an hour she heard a bit of commotion that roused her from her drowsy state. Sera yawned as she sat up to see what was going on. A number of people were gathered around a notice board.

She got up and walked over to the board as a number of people gave her a look over. Sera had always been attractive enough, but many people gave her weird looks when they noticed the burn scars marring her left shoulder.

As she reached the board, Sera read the notice that had been pinned onto it.

A volleyball tournament was being organized by several local businesses for later today. Each group signed up had to be a three man team, and the bracket would be organized once signups would be closed. There was even a 1,000,000 prize for whoever won the tournament.

Sera thought about it for a moment before signing up as a team leader under the name Kyrie Val, her best friend from the Flower Kingdom. Even if she didn't win, it should still be a decent time, and that's what vacations we're for.

As she walked back towards her crews she announced loudly, "I need two of you guys to join me in a volleyball tournament. Three man teams are needed, and I would like to win it."

Nathaniel glanced up at her, removing the trumpet from his lips as he pushed himself to his feet. "S-sounds easy enough to me." He grinned a little as he flexed his fingers. He'd played volleyball a couple times before on various breaks he'd had. Sometimes with others and sometimes by himself. It wasn't an amazing alternative to swimming but it was something. Plus he assumed that at least with Sera it could work, considering their teamwork was pretty spot on during their previous job.

"...Yawn..." Another audible yawn could be heard from Ovis, as he — surprisingly — stood up and volunteered. "I'll play...Although...I don't know how much help I'll be..." Ovis began to say slowly, as he dispersed the wool he had made, and walked towards Sera. "Augus-san taught me how to sleep while flying...so I need to repay the favor..." Ovis tried to shake off his sleepiness, but his Devil Fruit abilities had made it a particularly grueling task.

Alana's interest has peaked, her eyes glimmered with excitement. Alana's thoughts consisted of "Volleyball Volleyball Volleyball, VOLLEYBALL". Alana loved sports of all kinds, though truly she just loved any chance to shake loose and have some fun, and with her enhanced cyborg strength and speed, they were sure to win.

Alana shot her hand high into the air, her body shot up with it. "I'd like to play, Sera, of course only if its okay with you of course". Alana tried her hardest to mask her excitement, but even the most oblivious people could see her excitement from a mile away. "I just love volleyball, and on top of that I have a mean spike, being a cyborg and all". Alana laughed, her chest bounced as she giggled with glee at the impending volleyball match.

"All right, since people seem to be interested, we can form two teams. I will take Alana and Nathan in mine, and Ovis, Augus, and Quinn in the other. Hopefully we can be on the opposite side of the brackets so we will not meet each other before the finals. Let us have some fun everyone." Sera finished with a bit of a cheer.

Causing Trouble in Paradise
"I wonder if this really is a good idea." Lilith briefly wondered as she lays under a parasol clad in only a pink and purple bikini and shades sipping some kind of alcoholic beverage on the beautiful beach of the Gallanholm Atoll while relax fully watching the crystal clear ocean waves. "Meh who cares I deserve a good relaxation period after all the drama I’ve Been in" she spoke aloud as she stretched her limbs before casually pulling out a tanning mirror. "Who ever said pirating was hard clearly never got to enjoy the luxuries of the lifestyle" she finished as she began to angle the mirror hoping to get a nice tan.

Guanyin glared down at her captain with barely contained fury. She had been standing here, looking at Lilith just lounging around doing nothing for two hours. The woman had also been talking to herself for just as long, which would be concerning if Guanyin wasn't so upset "You're only enjoying these 'luxuries' because you're being a layabout!" She hooked her foot underneath Lilith's chair and yanked upwards, hoping to flip the woman over onto her stomach and disrupt her "chill time". Guanyin turned on her heel and began to walk away, irritated to high heaven "Now come on! I'm sure there are things that need to be doing."

"Oh Guanyin, lighten up, it's only a little chill time, whats got your titties in a bunch?" Evangeline similarly to Lilith sat back in her beach chair, the only difference was her large size when compared to Lilith. The large pink haired sat back holding a magazine in one hand and a drink similar to Lilith's in the other. She donned a white, gold, and blue one-piece suit, one fit for a royal, her suit hugged her curves in all the right places, it had two openings on each side showing off her now sun-kissed skin. Looking off into the distance scanning the beach Eva watched as handsome men walked along the beach, Their trunks were short, and they were clad with muscles. "Well, looks like chill times over for me, duty calls". Eva lifted her shades, placed down her drink and magazines, and wrapped a coverup around her waist. "Yoohoo Boys, would either of you like to help me with getting sunscreen on my back". She sensually walked over to the men waving her hand to grab their attention, leaving Lilith alone just as Guanyin previously did.

Pouting from her place on the ground Lilith slowly got up while dusting herself off and grumbling to herself before following after Guanyin. "Guan-Chan wait i'm the captain I decide where we go" she wined childishly as she hurried to catch up to her first mate while seemingly ignoring the antics of her shipwright.

Volleyball Death Match
Having long since lost Guanyin due to her habit of getting easily distracted Lilith decided to wonder around the beach hoping to find something to keep her entertained since her own subordinates wouldn’t allow her to simply slack off dispite this being a vacation stop before they continue advancing onwards of the Grand Line.

"Honestly that Guanyin always getting herself lost because she keeps acting as if she was the captain". Grumbled Lilith as she strolled along the beach oblivious the the various looks she was receiving from the Poole around her due to her accidently using her Devil Fruit abilities to create a hat made of feathers before spotting a large crowd of people surrounding a poster board and being the nosy woman she was Lilith quickly made her way towards the area and shoving her way through the crowed which proves easy as she was a bit physically stronger than most of the people there.

"A Three man teamed Volleyball tournament with a prize of 1,000,000 for the winner". She read before a devious smile made its way on her face before she dashed off to find her crew making sure to snag a registration form.

Guanyin would be the easiest to find. She had given up trying to make her captain do something actually productive, letting the siren call of laziness and relaxation take her. She changed into a nice two-piece bathing suit and sandals, wrapping a shift around her waist and making her way back to the beach. She found a cabana bar and ordered the fruitiest, most vacation-y sounding drink they had. Maybe they had the right idea...

After dashing about and possibly causing a large commotion and damage to various people and locations in her haste Lilith finally spotted her First Mate seemingly relaxing alone by a cabana bar while drinking a brightly colored drink. "GUANYIN, GUANYIN, GUANYIN!!!!" she shouted aloud scaring a few other people close to her before charging and tackling said First Mate to the group while seemingly dodging the drink altogether. "Guanyin.Volley.Game.Beli.Lots" she stated quickly between breaths as she straddled Guanyin causing various men and few women to blush at their provocative position.

Whilst all of the commotion was going on, Eva would be leading a few men with her into a beach shed. "Just this way boys, here we can have some privacy." Eva ignored the shouts and commotion caused by her captain and continued on with her endeavors with the three other men who joined her in the hut. Evangeline would leave her cover up scarf on the door as a sign that the hut was occupied.

Magic of Azkaban
The sun had begun to set over Azkaban, an island known for being weirder than a Mink and Human baby. Azkaban was rather a reserved island. Both the land and portion of the surrounding sea found itself nearly buried in tree leaves. That was because of the oversized tree growing in the center of the city. It is said that this tree grew from a root of the tree resting in the Yggdrasil Kingdom. This was what was known as an Autumn Island.

Pirates barely, if ever, docked here from the number of rumors that spread about this place. The citizens of Azkaban are thought to be wizards. Each and every civilian wears a robe and walks around with a staff in their hand. The streets of Azkaban are always quiet, just what if there was a ruckus?

A ship began to approach the island of Azkaban, it could be seen on the horizon, approaching far in the distance. Something about the ship made it seem like it had no true agenda as if it was simply drifting to the next island, no true destination. A flag flew above the ship hanging from its mast, this made it clear it was a pirate ship, however being so far out into the sea it couldn't be properly seen by the island dwellers, but there was no mistaking it was a pirate flag. There still laid the question of what kind of pirate would be waiting upon that ship, Azkaban would soon find out.

"FINALLY!!" Shouting could be heard from behind the helm, up sprouted Brazzers D. Brennan, Captain of the Ignition Pirates. "LAND HO!!" He continued shouting at the realization of an impending landform. He walked to the edge of the boat looking off in the distance, a small speck was all that could be seen, but it was exciting none the less. The crew had been afloat for weeks on end, they had almost run out of food and desperately needed to dock. "Guys, get ready to dock, there's an island further east, or at least, I think that's east". Brennan scratched his head trying to remember a compass in his head. "Fuck east, west, north, and south. Its that way, Y'all ain't blind." He pointed off in the distance, in the direction of the island.

Brennan jumped down to the main deck, he slammed to the floor with excitement. He approached his room, the captains quarters and gathered a few things and got ready to dock. He soon slung a small bag over his shoulder and went to greet the rest of his crew before docking.

First, Brennan went to visit his quartermaster, who most likely resided in his room during this time. He burst through the door almost throwing it off the hinges. "HEY ROOK, How's it goin". He looked over at the door which withstood his blow, "This ships got some sturdy doors." He took a seat on a chair in Rook's room, he slouched back in the chair almost falling back shouting "Oh Shit". before regaining his balance. "Just came over to let you know we'll be docking soon, you ready?"

Rook glared over the edge of the book he was reading, imagining several different ways he could kill Brennan and dump his body into the ocean. Or at the very least kick his teeth in "Were you born this annoying? Or is it a talent you work on." He sat up and slipped a mark between the pages, standing quickly "There's a thing called knocking that's great for announcing your presence. You can leave, I'll be on deck in five." He made his way to his chest without another word to his "captain", signaling an end to the exchange.

"Damn, who peed in your cereal this morning. Well, I'll leave you to your book then." Brennan closed Rooks door with the same strength he used to open it. "On to the next one."

Brennan then went off to find Inari. "Where is that little fox." Brennan took some time to think to himself before walking off in the direction of the kitchen, where he though Inari was most likely to be.

Brennan entered the kitchen, he slammed through the doors in a similar fashion to how he had previously entered Rook's room. "What's cookin good lookin, that's a joke, don't think I'm flirting with you." Brennan laughed, he was clearly messing with her. "There's n island further down the way, we're gonna be docking soon, so gather your things." Brennan sat on a nearby table grabbing a piece of fruit and eating it.

A Ship bobbed through the water seemingly pushed along by the waves or something below. Gaston, now fully repaired with scraps of wood and metal, moved through the sea. The island in the distance seemed to be Azkaban, a place rumored to be full of wizards. Melodias was very excited at the prospect of seeing magical animals. "Everyone wake up! That's it!" Melodias shouted to the rest of his crew, sliding down from the crows nest. He began tapping various objects and tossing them into the ocean as they became various types of fish. "Go tell me if there are any cool creatures down there!" He shouted to them as they departed below the waves. It had been a bit since the crew had fought off those Marines. They now possessed two more members, not to mention Melodias had been honing his skills a bit, learning how to throw a punch or two.

Moe, on Moesko Island
Moesko Island, the brightest and hottest island of them all. Moesko is known to never have been below 80 degrees Fahrenheit. Despite such hot climates, it seems to have quite a large number of visitors and travelers and that's due to the lovely beach on its northern side.

Not a single person on Meosko wears pants. Most don't even wear clothing! Choosing instead to opt for swimsuits and swimming trunks with no shirts. It's a pervert's heaven and a fat man's nightmare. What could unfold here?

the sun was high, and it lit the sea that morning, under the blazing sun the moonlight ship was in the ship, Kanryu sat on the deck reading some maps.

when a cry came from the kitchen towards Kanryu

"Captain, we have a problem"

Kanryu got up and saw that it was Isack who was shouting as he came running toward him, when Isack approached, Kanryu calmly asked him

"What happened, what's the reason for such scandal?"

"Captain our supplies are almost at zero, soon we will be without food"

while Kanryu was preparing to respond, Grey approached, complaining about the damage the boat had sustained on the reverse mountain pass.

seeing the problems he was passing through Kanryu decides that he and his crew will make a stop on the next island, then he sits down again and down and looks at the maps, but the look is a bit disheartened and he turns to Isack and Grey.

"warn the others, to prepare, because we will dock on the summer island, Moesko" the afternoon falls the ship of the pirats Ning begin to approach the island Moesko even at the afternoon of afternoon already is the heat, in the ship of the pirates Ning Marie is very impolgada for being going for an island of summer, nevertheless Kanryu and Issei express her disgust for the heat, Marie then says

"Kanryu, let's find something more open for you and Kurogame-kun to wear, because with all this clothes you will end up dying dehydrated."

Disgruntled Kanryu tries to reply, but is interrupted by Jean who says. "As a doctor I agree, with the heat of these clothes, it can lead to dehydration due to excessive perspiration"

Kanryu and Issei grumble and are dragged by Marie to part of the ship. some time passes and when they return they are dressed in the face of the beach, and remain complaining about this fact.

Night falls, the Ning pirates finely arrive at the coast of Moesko island, even though it was already very late from the pier, one could see the movement on the beach a few meters away, before disembarking Kanryu called all the members in the center of the boat, and reviewed all the details with them.

"people, we finally arrived, you can go down and get to know the island, however I must remind you that we are not here for a walk, take the opportunity to get acquainted today, as tomorrow I intend to solve our problem with supplies, and repair the boat so that as fast as possible we can leave again "

after hearing Kanryu's warnings. Marie, Isack and Gray left in the blink of an eye of the ship, leaving the others behind, Kanryu soon left, telling Kurogame and Jean.

"I'm going out, see if I can find something to drink and refresh myself, and also something to have dinner, some of you would like to accompany me then Kurogame accepts, Jean refuses and stays behind to watch the ship.