Naval Prisonbreak

Blood In the Water
The marine ship charged through the rising waters like a mighty beast, fighting the high tides and maneuvering through the endless blue with expert precision. The World Government had made great strives to ensure that their naval fleet only have the best, and the beautiful vessel was proof of just that. Standing on the bow, was the ships Captain, Septimia V. Zenobia. Despite being a marine, her attire, though still technically within dresscode, appeared to be more regal than most. With a stunning crown, an elegant cape, and her uniform styles into more of a dress. Her face was stern, and her leadership clear, as the men who served under her, or those who were left jobless thanks to her expert management, simply stood behind the woman, in wait for her orders.

That was when she received the call. Her Den Den Mushi watch!? Clicking the buttom, a small snail speaker was exposed, it spoke of a threat in their waters, and that all nearby marines within the vicinity would be sent to respond. Turning around to meet her subordinates, "Change the course! We are due west!" The princess said, swiping her hand through the air and just like that they obeyed! Eager to please, they attended their stations and the ship turned, setting it's course. What lied ahead, well details weren't exactly given, well not to the naked eye, but more so a code of sorts. One that spoke of a prison break.

It wouldn't have been the first one, nor the last, things like this were quite common. Filthy pirates in need of a rush or crew members would free the mobsters, creeks, and crooks that lurked among the worst places in the world. To free those who had committed crimes with a crime. The irony. It wouldn't go unpunished.