Under-The-Table Dealings

"Zarqa watch out!" Sayyid screamed from atop his newly acquired ship. His voice filled with worry as he watched the inevitable happen.

"Eek!" The purple haired girl jumped! She stumbled in such a way that a loose rope pulled at her leg. Sending her tumbling towards the deck of the ship, which seemed to liquify as she sunk into the lower floors.

"Welcome to Kawaki Island." Sayyid introduced. "It says here that this place is also known as the Blacksmith Den. Due to the rich ore within the nearby mines, many metallurgy professionals choose to start their business here." He thumbed the pages while Zarqa stood near him. "This is also where the Revolutionary Army stationed in paradise buys their materials. Come, lets find the hub." He turned to the men on the ship. "Once you guys finish securing everything, feel free to enjoy some free time. We'll be set to sail tomorrow morning."

Kawaki Island was extremely beautiful. Perhaps the only island capable of remaining neutral between the marines and pirates, businesses paid hefty dues to keep the Marine's from their shores. Thus Kawaki Island became the ideal location for the Revolutionary Army to conduct business. Sayyid and Zarqa maneuvered through the busy crowd. Melting into the groups of people living in an era of chaos. Eventually they found their way into a restaurant.

The Grand Line's Grand Wines.

Whoever named these places need to be hanged. Sayyid thought. He lead Zarqa through a luxurious curtain and towards the counter top. It was designed in foreign jewels. Covered from wall to wall in different weapons. Sayyid looked to the keep and smiled. "I'm here to buy a bottle."

"What can I get for you two today?" The middle aged woman inquired.

Sayyid reached into his pocket and pulled out a golden coin. "Two bottles of Red-Berry Wine."

"A wise choice. Seems you've been causing a bit of trouble lately?" The old crone's words were warm with a tint of satisfaction. "Right this way. Up the stairs, left, down the third door and through the beads. Please watch your step."

The two followed the directions and found themselves underground. A massive cabin filled with numerous rooms and hallways. It was rather crowded, filled with people of different shapes, sizes and shades. Sayyid looked to Zarqa and lead her to a nearby table. "I wish you could see this."

"I can." She reminded him. "Better than you can. Bet you didn't notice that guy over there wondering if he's met you before."

"I've never understood that power of yours." Sayyid smiled. "But I can't say I'm not jealous."

"Why didn't you bring her?" Zarqa asked. "Shouldn't she know about these bases?"

"Not yet. I still need to see where her loyalty lies."