Trouble In Paradise: We Need a New Ship!

"Zarqa watch out!" Sayyid screamed from within his cabin, his voice carrying through the windows. He watched as his second in command jump, accidentally stumbling over a rail and falling through their rocking ship. "Someone get her!" Minutes later, Zarqa emerged slightly scratched up in covered in light bruises. The commander sighed. "I'm glad you're okay."

"Thank you captain." Zarqa asked while rubbing her tender elbows. "Where's the next stop?" That's right, they'd only gone through one island. This would be there second hub in the Revolutionary Army. However, Sayyid smiled as he knew this stop had a more important purpose in building the foundation of their dream.

"We need a new ship." Sayyid said. "This one will only draw attention. While we were at the last island, I managed to pick a couple more sailers who want to head to Naki Kingdom with us."

"I noticed our quarters were stuffier. Took me forever to take a shower." Zarqa twisted her face beneath the mask. "But I doubt we have enough money for a new ship."

"Of course not!" Sayyid laughed. "But we're not paying for this one. We're going to take a Marine ship. It'll also give us sufficient cover the closer we get to the New World."

"A MARINE SHIP?!" Zarqa questioned thunderously! "What-I mean how!?"

"Easy." Sayyid pulled out his revolutionary log. "The next stop in the Revolutionary Network is next to a Marine Base. Headed by a captain. I'm sure there are plenty of ships at the port. We distract them, our men seize our escape and we join them after! It's the perfect plan."

"You really make things so sound easy. We don't know anything about this place." She argued.

"Well we don't, But I'm sure someone at the Inn does."

The building was quite humble when compared to the other shops. A large building of quality wood and of an impressive design. Sayyid remembered the former inn where he apprenticed during his childhood. Memories which brought a smile to his face.

"Why're you so happy?" Zarqa whispered as they stood at the entrance.

"Back in Loguetown, I used to apprentice under an Innkeeper. I loved it. You meet so many people from across the world." The young commander spoke gently. "When it comes time to hang up the sails, I hope spend the golden years of my life running one myself."

"Really? Will it be called the Good Fortune Inn?!" She teased.

"Ha-ha. Very funny!" Sayyid chuckled. He lead his partner inside and towards the desk. "Hey, I'd like to rent a room for my associate and I."

"Sure, what view would you like?"

"I would love a view of the future." Sayyid whispered. The older gentleman smiled and nodded. He pressed a button and pointed towards the hallway. Both the commander and his loyal partner entered, walking down several flights of stairs and into a gambling pit. Warriors and sailers sat among one another, drinking together and sharing their sea shanties. Although gambling had a negative view among civilians, Revolutionaries enjoyed it as it allowed for bets which did not threaten their lives.

"We're here to gather some information."