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Four leaves of bad luck
Topic Started: Feb 26 2014, 01:20 PM (1,709 Views)
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Leander lifted his brow up in curiosity as Izuru implied that Zain had been difficult at all. The only problem the man had presented was that he had been near impossible to land a hit on due to his light speed traveling. However with observation haki which he was working on developing any future instance like that with another pirate would be no longer such a headache. "I don't know where you heard that, but it was false. As you can clearly see i'm very much in perfect health and condition. The same can't be said so much of him." he said dismissively though the annoyance was clearly there in his tone yet held back. Leander suspected that Izuru had only mentioned it to annoy him. Izuru had a habit of trying to push peoples buttons and while it was usually pretty humorous he wasn't very much in a playing mood right now. He wanted to get things done and Izuru bringing up Zain managed to really piss him off on top of his anger at being so close to the men who'd fucked with him before yet unable to touch them.

Suddenly the table flipped over and chaos ensued. Leander's eyes widened in surprise from the sudden unprovoked attack while his body tensed up. Instantly the smoke man threw up his haki barrier, a thin layer of haki protecting him from any attack that may have come at him. During the confrontation Bali had taken several steps back looking to see if there was any way to escape the foyer, he was smart and didn't want to get caught up in the aftermath of these two clashing titans. Izuru's hand if it had touched him as it broke through the wooden table would have been deadly. Izuru was an ice man and capable of freezing anything he touched and Leander knew the man had haki so he posed a threat even to logias. Leander's haki however was much stronger, at least in armaments so they balanced out somewhat though Izuru was the stronger of the two easily. Instead of touching him however Izuru managed to find himself striking what would have felt like a solid wall of energy that knocked his hand away just before he would have been able to touch flesh.

"Don't fuck with me Izuru!" Leander growled between clenched teeth as he kept his barrier up around him, invisible to the eye. "Now i'm willing to negotiate but if you try that shit again I will kill you." Leaping back he put more distance between him and Izuru, though never taking his eyes off the man. "If you're going to try and fight me at least take it seriously. You should know I have the stronger armaments haki between the two of us. Anything less than your best is just insulting." Leander's body as he spoke the words began to profusely let off smoke as his hands tightened into fists, ready to strike out if necessary. The ball was in Izuru's court for now and he wanted to see what the man would do first. Izuru definitely had a lot of pride and he presumed it had been insulted but he didn't care right now since he had things to do than this battle of conflicting egos.

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His strike was halted mid progress, the crack of snapping ice breaking the silence as he struck a solid wall, that invisible armor Hastings was so proud of. Such a pain in the ass that thing, though he had ventured down the path of haki it was still not an ability izuru had mastered though it undoubtedly had it’s uses, this being a prime example of one of them. It wasn’t something he was going to be able to break through with just physical strength, his blade of his logia abilities it might be fun testing out which was more effective against it. Hastings wasn’t slow to react, darting from the seat and skipping back across the room so there was a little more space between them, well familiar with the dangers of keeping close contact, he wasn’t dumb enough to make victory easy, it’d been a while since izuru had picked an opponent he could say that about, this might even be a little fun.

The ice man’s vulpine grin only spread further at leander’s protest of his actions, finding humor in his anger ”Who’s negotiating? Those two work for me now that’s all there is to it, though if you want to let bygones be bygones I think we could do a little business, short of that I can’t help you” Was this altercation really born from the desire to protect his subordinates? Was he just looking for an excuse to start a fight? Or was this really an effort to maintain his reputation as a man who wouldn’t be strong-armed? If answered honestly it was probably equal parts of all three you didn’t build a good reputation by handing over subordinates to slaughter and you didn’t do good business without a good reputation, but that aside it had been a while since they parted ways and if he remembered right it was with the intention of Hastings banding a crew together, now back notably low on man power and with unsavory rumors abound there was no harm in making sure he hadn’t gone soft in the interim.

”I guess you did have something like that, I must have forgotten.” With that shield around his body he wasn’t wrong, there was little point in throwing his usually repertoire at it, just how long had it been since he cut loose a little against an opponent? He couldn’t even remember the last time, it was for exactly that reason it was a fight worth starting, though if he ended up dead what was the ice man supposed to do with an island filled with people looking for this new drug and no one to supply it? This moment of logistical clarity only fleeting before the truth that he didn’t care enough to consider it vanquished the thought entirely. ”Well if that’s how it is, don’t blame me if you die” Drawing breath before hammering the entire area infront of him with a crashing gale, The bearing and foundations snapped like cocktail twigs, the back side of the mansion blown out from it’s standing completely in a wall of violent winds, furniture, art, plumbing and fixtures caught up in the freezing hurricane and cast stark white like all else that fell under it’s reach.

The building he’d so recently acquired didn’t even stand a chance, though it’s life expectancy had never been particularly good given it’s new owner, contents cast asunder and left scattered, strewn and scrapped in the wake of the assault what had once been a home was now open plan, with a gaping wound left in the structure while all around had been coated in a thick frozen sheen, though what happened to Leander remained to be seen.

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Edited by Singularity, Apr 15 2014, 11:10 AM.
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Having no guidance on where ‘Blackbeard’s Tavern’ was, the Sniper opted to deal with the other name on her list first.

Poor district seemed an apt description for most of the island so she was glad Izuru had at least informed that his sphere of influence was tied to the southern shoreline where they had docked. It was also a convenience, she had less ground to cover and that also meant fewer chances of mishaps occurring like the one she had encountered when returning to the Ymir. Not that she expected anyone would be as eager to attack her with the monstrous bear following her around.

The unlikely pair followed the shoreline along the outskirts of town. Clover had a hunch about the operations of a crime boss on the edge of town, sensed an opportunity that only a greedy mind could leap to as she glanced at the many ships docked on the island’s shore. Without much effort, they stumbled upon a group of men loitering in front of a large building. A crude sign designated it the Toll Office.

“He’s here.” Clover affirmed as she noticed the small yellow icon shaped as a dashing stallion on the end of the sign.

“Hey, lass! That your bear?”

The cyborg shifted her gaze to the muscle hanging around outside the building. She counted four of them and scarcely paid much more attention than that. They had all the attributes of the expendable men that occupied Izuru’s vessel, small time fodder to the Sniper even in her crippled state. With the bear at her back, they were even less significant. Yet despite Yogi’s threatening presence, they did not seem too unnerved by the oversized creature. She realised their confidence was likely born out of dealing with the trash of the sea for so long, they did not suspect anyone to attack them so openly.

“Is Yellow Horse here?” Clover asked sharply, realising how ridiculous the title was as she pronounced it. For a name like that, he deserved what was coming.

“The boss? What do… I see. Another desperate lass, huh? How about you show us what you got first?” The alpha of this pack twisted her intent, the sneering of his peers swiftly following. It was reasons like this that she had so desperately tried to hide her gender when sailing the four blues. Something else Izuru had deprived her of.

“Stupid igloo…” Clover muttered with a scowl. They had pretty much confirmed Yellow Horse’s presence but the Sniper did not utter the kill command right away, detecting a noise behind the sniggering group of men.

One of the double doors swung open, a boot jutting out from inside that plummeted back down to the floor. What followed was the owner of the leg, a large man that towered over the four peons that stood on guard outside, his height aided by the ridiculous hairdo he sported. Long blond locks gelled into the shape of a stallion’s head, the very tip of the hair sculpture brushing the underside as the man stomped outside and lit the cigar in his mouth.

Clover watched in bewilderment as he lifted the lighter to a small cigar propped in the mouth of his hair horse and lit it.

With both smoking away, the large man actually cared to take in his surroundings, eyes falling first on the bear and then matching her gaze. He blinked twice, glanced at the guards who had stopped laughing and stood to attention, then back towards her.

“Hey-“

“Kill him.”

At once the black behemoth dashed past her, its sheer size scattering the other men. Yellow Horse not quite attuned to his surroundings could not react fast enough as the bear took a swing at him, the man and his stupid haircut swatted back inside the building he had just emerged from. Yogi did not let up, smashing through the front of the Toll Office in pursuit. There was something to admire about the sheer brutality of the beast…

However, Clover did not pause in admiration. She looked instead to the closest of the scattered muscle and walked over to him. As the Sniper came within one step, she ejected a single sharp hook from the heel of her boot, the sharp metal slipping through the boot she wore with ease. She hovered the tip of the point just above the man’s throat, not granting him the time to stand up.

“Where’s Blackbeard’s Tavern?” Clover asked quietly, the edge of the hook all the threat she needed.

Roars and carnage thundered from the interior of the toll office as she waited for her answer.
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Leander's eyes lit up in shock as he saw Izuru taking in a deep breath. He'd seen that technique before, and it surprised him that Izuru had complete killing intent even though almost immediately later he realized that it should have been obvious. Izuru would suck in air and then exhale a freezing blast of arctic air which would freeze everything caught in its linear path. Plus the winds were hurricane force so trying to logia dodge them would simply blow him away possible off the island and none of his smoke techniques either would be effective at stopping it. This left dodging to be the only valid option but honestly there was no way when it came to a battle of speed that he would win against Izuru. Luckily Izuru hadn't learned a few rokushiki techs off of observing Kamina like he had so he had one trick up his sleeve for this matter.

Smoke collecting in his feet burst out rapidly propelling him straight forward, off to the right hand side of Izuru, about 3 meters away, and a small cloud of smoke where he had once stood previously. He had moved in a blur of speed that would have been impossible for most to even see but he knew izuru wasn't that poor sighted that he would have missed the movement. He had been lucky in that he had reacted just in time to barely dodge the freezing hurricane force winds although the cold still lingered greatly. He would have shivered as his warm breath created a vapor in the air as it met the newly chilled atmosphere. He had dressed poorly for this occasion in retrospect as the cold bit against the bare flesh of his exposed chest left vulnerable by the black leather duster jacket, his nipples tightening even.

He however was facing the wrong direction as he had zoomed off and quickly spun around to face his adversary, his gaze roaming over the damage as he spun around and marveling over it. While he had spun around he had seen that izuru had frozen a great deal of the building and beyond to the point where it had shattered and crumbled to the ground many places coated with a fine sheen of ice. It was amazing sometimes to witness the difference in power between his fruit and Izurus. Fruits weren't all that judged a warrior's prowess however he reassured himself while gritting his teeth in strain from his body protesting with great aches upon activating the haki which would allow him to shatter the icy core of Izuru for good while at the same time keeping up his haki barrier and producing a mass of smoke that enveloped his right arm which he had lifted up to point at Izuru.Smoke which poured out profusely shot forward, growing larger the farther away from him it got while manifesting itself in a large dragon that took up almost the entire room on his side as it short forward in a bullrush that could even shake the foundations of a titanium fortress "Cuelbre!"

He really needed to work on how to use his powers more effectively he knew since every fight he got in he was forced to use high energy consuming moves together since dropping any would often lead to him losing which was far worse than taking a gamble by expending his stamina faster. But yes there would certainly come a time when he would need to trait soon he knew once again. He would become a new man, but first he needed to put Izuru in his place. The man was arrogant and needed to learn they were equals.

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In the aftermath of his freezing hurricane izuru was not presented with quite the scene he had aimed for, unquestionably there was wanton destruction and a large portion of the building had been reduced to scraps but this was not what was aimed for, speaking candidly it wasn’t particularly favorable either if izuru had any sense of consequence whatsoever he would have probably avoiding decimating the place he would shortly be calling a headquarters that would now require the time and effort of others to repair. Fortunately he didn’t have to bother with that because he wasn’t so low on the food chain as to need to bother with such trivialities, there were always other locale’s that could be commandeered. But the vital centre piece that was missing was a leandercicle, in this instance it seemed their familiarity with one another had worked against him, the smoke man recognizing his attack in progress and streaking across the room with some movement technique.

Precocious little bastard wasn’t he? Nipping around like the damned rodent he brought with him, what a pesky irritation, but if it wasn’t at least this troublesome it wouldn’t have been worth starting in the first place. Though it seemed Leander had no intention of letting izuru’s strikes go unanswered, he’d been kept on the back foot thus far but was instead now switching to offense, stacks of smoke billowing from his arm as the cloudy mass shaped and molded taking form into a large dragon, flapping its wings as it hung suspended in the air. That wasn’t half bad, he didn’t remember seeing anything that size, it looked like it might so some real damage though it seemed regardless of speculation he was going to find out as the beast dived forth towards him.

Skating back across the slick frozen surface towards the opening he’d earlier created he threw forward an arm, shifting it into a writhing cone of serpents that opened their fanged maws and spewed forth a second generation their numbers multiplying, though the projections were serpentine in shape they were also somewhat warped in their form, their sleek bodies ending in heads that were sharpened and pointed like a batallion of spears. The two forces collided those that met the beasts maw shattered into fragments while those that collided with the rest of it’s body berating it with punctures and slithering around within.

Like the crescendo of 1000 falling glasses the dragon erupted in a kinetic explosion losing its shape and becoming and amorphous swirling cloud while izuru’s serpents lost their figure fragmenting into countless shards. Rising above the two figures the swirling mass darkened in it’s shade going from a light grey palate across the gradient to a much darker almost black, sparks of vibrant yellow dancing across it’s surface as the mass snapped and crackled (there were no pop’s). In that instant izuru was entirely confused, this looked like no technique he’d ever seen Leander utilize before nor was it even close to anything in his arsenal, whatever was happening right now it was neither in his control nor within his expectations.

The cloud rising further skyward the air almost seemed to buzz as it hummed with static the current dancing atop it’s surface become ever more frenzied by the second, culminating in a crack that could have snapped the very world itself in half as lightning forked through the air descending in a flash upon those below. The flood gates were opened and with one came another and another, tongues of flashing gold crashing down upon the scene below as the building was struck time and time again, the scent of burnt fabric, charred wood and smoldering paper tainting the air in the wreckage that was left behind. Once run it’s course the static settled and the cloud dispersed as quickly as it had formed, leaving behind only a confused cluster of people, several scorched holes through what was left of the buildings roof and an entirely wrecked living room with an entirely apprehensive and confused jack and bali.

The suspense that came with the ensuing confusion was broken as Izuru burst into laughter, that was a pretty interesting display, he’d never seen something like that before and while if it had been intended offensively it seemed somewhat lacking it was entirely unexpected ”You learned some pretty good tricks while you were gone” praising the lightshow, though the mansion was somewhat in tatters and the serving staff seemed scared shitless several hiding under chairs, tables or whatever else they could find available. Stood in the door shaking were several of the sites maids each with a dome covered tray in hand, the food izuru had asked for earlier prepared and none too soon as after that exercise he could feel his stomach wanting. Waving them in he took a seat once again, the central furniture oddly untouched despite the rampant destruction the rest of the place had endured placing the food down on a coffee table much longer than it had any real right to be he grabbed a plate without waiting for his guests before piling food atop it.

”So like I was saying” forgetting entirely about what it was that had started their skirmish ”This place is mine now, and people seem to like this drug you have. So between my immunity and your chemicals it seems like we could make some money, for 75% I’ll let you sell on the island without competition and you’ll be set up with your own location where you don’t need to worry about interference. Sounds good right?’ tucking into the mountain of food in front of him, it wasn’t world class or anything but it was definitely above average and until the recent years of his live better than anything he was used to eating. Though flavor didn’t matter so much any more these day, he found he had only moments upon the food hitting his tongue before it was entirely stone cold and bland.

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Izuru & Yogi • Crew Position: Captain • Weapon Specialist • Frostbite PiratesBounty: 350,000,000 • SD Earned: 1192 • Beli: 345,100,000 • Location: Florian Triangle • Theme:

Kazuki • Crew Position:N/A • Assassin • N/ACommendations: 88 • SD Earned: 356 • Beli: 165,500,000 • Location: Little Garden

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Anthrax • Crew Position:N/A • Inventor • N/ABounty: 0 • SD Earned: 186 • Beli: 74,000,000 • Location:Gesso Island

Kuma • Crew Position:N/A • Smith • N/AThreat: 30 • SD Earned: 181 • Beli: 16,900,000 • Location:Custom Island
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The four guards strewn about the floor, a bolt in each of them as gratitude for the information they had parted with. Though she had no knowledge of Rowe Rowe Island, the Sniper was confident enough that she could find the ‘Blackbeard Tavern’ she had been tasked to seek out and eliminate its landlord… confident enough to silence her informers at least. The place was situated further in land according to her sources, just north of the southern district. In all likelihood, she had probably come very close to passing the establishment during her trips to and from the fortress that Izuru had taken an interest in. But certainly not walked on the same street, she would be able to recall seeing it if that were the case. Clover had a habit for remembering details like that.

The cyborg tapped her boot and glanced around at the few onlookers that had gathered due to the noise and general carnage. If Izuru had an issue with her methods later, she would argue that it was discreet for a place like Rowe Rowe.

The violent noises of the battle inside the toll office had yet to die down. She had only been able to catch glimpses of the ongoing bout between man and bear through the wreckage of the front of the building, the carnage being wrought inside causing the structure to shudder and wheeze numerous times. Clover was actually surprised it was still standing, clearly built of sturdier stuff than many of the shacks that covered the island. Her partner in crime was taking his sweet time with ‘Yellow Horse’, she expected a ferocious beast like Yogi to be able to rend his prey quickly. They had been thrashing around inside for several minutes… it dawned on her that the bear was probably toying with the poorly styled man. She frowned, did the dumb animal not realise they had a schedule to stick to?

A roar followed another crash, part of the front wall of the toll office collapsing as Yellow Horse was hurled through it. His blond horse was a mattered mess, barely retaining its original shape as several strands were flying loosely in the air. The thrown man crashed a few meters away from the Sniper in a heap, Clover turned at once towards him with Quadsong in hand. He still drew breath in deep gasps though his front was bloody from large tears caused by the monster’s claws. She walked over to him and aimed the four points of the crossbow at the man’s chest. Before he could recover, she pulled the trigger, ending his resistance with four simultaneous twangs.

A growl of disapproval echoed from the building.

“You had your fun.” Clover snapped back at the bear, hooking the quadbow back onto her belt. “There’s one more to deal with, then you can go do what you want.”

A loud crunch greeted her words, the building suddenly collapsing inwards. She was far enough away to not be struck by any stray debris and remained motionless as everything was levelled, bar the solitary figure of the bear that stood unflinching amongst the ruins. The Sniper took it as some form of protest and shook her head. It was her fault for deciding to work with a dumb wild animal that the Shichibukai had a soft spot for. Rather than deal with the defiance, Clover instead chose to press on with her task. She bent her knees momentarily and then leapt high into the air, landing on the neighbouring rooftop.

“Fine. Go savage some people for all I care.”

She jumped to another rooftop and then to the next, following the directions she had received.





Stupid igloo and his dumb bear.

She had located Blackbeard’s Tavern without too much difficulty, the directions of the deceased surprisingly accurate. However upon arrival, the Sniper was faced with a new quandary. Whilst Yellow Horse had a moniker that could be used to identify him, Kennedy did not provide many hints. Izuru had parted that the man would be the owner of the establishment, but short of going down into the tavern and asking for him, she could not put that information to much use. And having spent several minutes observing the crowd that loitered inside and outside of the tavern, Clover was very much against that plan.

“Filth.” Clover commented from her perch on the opposing rooftop. She could scarcely pick out someone that was not staggering around drunk or brawling to the jeers of their peers. At least the bars on Osula were trendier and had more order due to enforcers… the cyborg shook her head. Constantly comparing her home island to Rowe Rowe was playing into the Shichibukai’s twisted mind games. The two islands were nothing alike, she would not be inhabiting this rundown mess for any period of time.

“Bastard.” The girl grumbled as she kept watching.

If the bear was still helping out, she would have just set the beast on the bar and picked out her target in the chaos. Or let it rampage until no one was left alive…

Clover grimaced. It looked like she would have to be discreet this time.
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Leander pushed on making his smoke even denser as those pesky ice snaked Izuru had managed to produce had found themselves piercing through his smoke. They were subsequently crushed up and mashed together inside the smoke however, smashing against each other in an icy cloud. During the collision as both men pushed with all their power to outdo the other however, sparks began to shoot out. "What the hell?" he asked in bafflement of no one in particular while his eyes narrowed their gaze upon the sparks of golden yellow that shot out from the cloud before a blinding flash followed. Lightning struck and filled the room with noise and color as the entire place erupted. The force of the explosion even blew him apart so that he was forced to reform himself from the what seemed to be nothing but air.

The lightning storm having now struck Leander found the room set ablaze in many areas, and scorch marks in others. Had they really done this? What madness to think their combined powers could create another force of nature. If now they could only harness it they could have at their disposal another weapon for which to use in their upcoming endeavors. That was if they ever got to them before either man was killed which if Izuru was still interested in fighting didn't seem possible. Luckily the man seemed amuse and uninjured by the storm they had created. Honestly when Leander heard the man's proposal his first instinct was to punch the smug prick in the face but then he realized it was pointless. "kehahaha. Izuru honestly half and half sounds much better from my position since otherwise I'll be making shit on this island compared to the cost of making my supply but fighting you is too much work when I have bigger plans in store for you anyway. We could be at this for days with no victor and i've already gotten a good measure of revenge."

Lifting his right arm up his hand massaged the back of his neck, easing the tense muscles back there. "We really should figure out how to do that again one day. It seems our powers combined have the potential to create lightning storms." He said with a strained look upon his face before audibly tilting his head to the left and then right with a loud crack. Lifting up from the ground a badly burnt chair which still smoked with burning embers, he folded his arms over his bare chest and pulled from his side the gun he had not yet fired and tapped it rhythmically against the side of his leg, though he didn't care that the chair still burned as he sat upon it. "Ah thats much better. But yeah... I suppose it is good you're here. I spoke to Kamina and he's up for our plan to take on the yonkou. We should meet together on San Faldo island as i've discussed with him."
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Izuru’s eyebrow rose a moment in curiosity at Leander’s exclamation towards the display apparently it wasn’t by his doing either, which meant it really was the product of their clash. That was pretty cool, he wasn’t particularly one for combo moves but considering the fact that whenever they seemed to see each other 9/10 blood was spilled and it involved some ridiculously strong opponent it wouldn’t be bad to keep that one up his sleeve, though not entirely sure how it could be replicated. Though what happened next was even more unsettling than the abrupt lightning storm, Hastings agree’d. Honestly he’d just sent out such a disproportionately high number out there to test the waters, expecting to be haggled down and finally settle for a 60-40 split, but to just outright accept the initial offer, was the devious bastard planning something? It seemed obscene that someone would accept such an absurdly low fraction of the profits, was he planning to try and squeeze him out further down the line?

”Then it’s a deal” giving a nod of agreement as the terms were accepted. Future intent was inconsequential, any altercations could be handled down the line for now the deal was made and it fell very handsomely to izuru, despite a little damage to the property this day hadn’t been half bad. Hostile take over, founded a cartel and even set up a supplier, and all before lunch. Today felt like a good day. Clover wasn’t even around with her grumpy ass huffing and puffing to sour his mood, and if she’d managed not to get herself killed right about now the last two obstacle’s between he and total domination would be gasping their last breaths. Not bad at all.

His brow furrowed at the mention of having plans for him, the sound of a sentence that seemed to distinctly imply he was being manipulated didn’t sit well with him whatsoever, but he decided to let it go, he’d taken what he wanted from this meeting why split hairs, that man’s way of speaking always irritated him anyway, but he’d played around enough for one afternoon. Only thing that remained now was to inform the world government of the goings on here as well as the change in management, with the plan he had outlined it wouldn’t be too hard to quell any reservations with the prospect of a steady stream of wanted pirates and with their position so far up the grand line they were unlikely to little fish either though it would be best to be careful with his words he didn’t need them looking at this any more closely than was absolutely necessary.

Oddly enough despite the array of food in front of him Hastings’s seemed uninterested despite having come all this way after fighting path through the island or perhaps he just didn’t eat, come to think of it he couldn’t remember ever seeing him sit down to a meal, perhaps those pills of his were all he used for nutrition, what a boring diet that had to be. Aside from the satisfaction of victory and the sensations that came with crushing others under his heel food was izuru’s one vice, when it was good of course, though all of it seemed a world away from having begged for scraps at the roadside. From there his thoughts trailed to the fact Leander was a doctor and might be able to do something for stumpy and her missing limb but that wasn’t entertained for long when he remembered that all there was left to reattach was probably now a wet patch of sand topped with globs of flesh, how problematic she was hardly going to be as useful if she was stuck unsymmetrical for the rest of their time together, maybe he could get her a metal one like those legs of hers though he didn’t much know anything about that sort of item nor where to get it, but he’d be damned if threre was anything he couldn’t acquire.

Idle thoughts returning to conversation once more as the sound of being addressed filtered through he realized leander was talking about that yonkou hunt he’d suggested, the message left on his den den a while back. That did sound like it had the potential to be interesting though he’d not yet worked out any sort of logistics for it, fully satisfied with simply getting a location and striking it.”Really? I never would have thought him the type to take such a risk. I guess that Asparte bastard got under his skin a little” Somewhat surprised at kamina’s agreement given the man’s pragmatic nature, but on second thought he remembered he’d said something about aiming for the title of pirate king last time they’d seen each other so perhaps this was a nod in that direction, the time they stood on opposite sides of the battlefield might arrive sooner than expected ”I’ll be a little busy here for a while one of my men is away and I’m a little short handed” the undertones of his phrasing giving rise to an internal chuckle ”But you have my number, let me know the date and I’ll see what I can do.”

San faldo meant nothing to him, he’d not heard of this island though presumably it was somewhere further up the grand line, though while a face-to-face meeting would be of use he didn’t know enough about what the future held to commit to anything, how long the restoration and set up of this place would take was still an unknown as well as just when it was Sinne would be returning from whatever it was he’d headed out to do and while he had confidence after seeing asparte he knew he still had some work to do as well as a ways to take clover before she was in suitable shape though sinne was harder to peg since he felt as though he’d not seen that man’s ability in it’s entirety.
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The Sniper tapped the side of the crossbow with her able hand, the sights focused down on the tavern below.

The overcast skies of Rowe Rowe Island were a boon to efforts, the low visibility helping her approach the opposing rooftop unseen. However, she had been forced to set up her kit away from the very edge of the rooftop, not a completely optimal position as she could not view the entire street space but an ultimately necessary precaution. Though practically everyone around the establishment was incomprehensibly drunk, there was a small chance that one might look up and spot the end of the oversized crossbow she was lying next to. Unlikely they would understand the threat, but some pointing with gibberish could draw the attention of someone severely less intoxicated who may in turn alert the few members of security that loitered in the crowds.

She could not afford Kennedy getting tipped off before she had her opportunity to pick him off… if the she could even identify the man. Clover assumed for the time being that he was hidden away inside like the other target and when he eventually emerged, it would be obvious by the reactions of his peers. Until then she just had to sit and hope… hope that Izuru did not start hassling her and force a more direct approach. The last crowd she had approached on Rowe Rowe had not been particularly friendly; she had no intention of mingling with another.





The drunkards were really starting to annoy her.




It had only been thirty minutes since she set up her position. Yet it felt like hours, even days. The drunken bellows of the crowd below continued to prod her diminished patience. Clover occupied her time by imagining a horrible demise for each face in the crowd, as graphic and agonising as her imagination could muster. It was a dark manner of entertainment, one the Sniper would never admit to. On a few occasions she had even placed Izuru into those morbid scenarios in place of her drunken victims, daydreamed about his last breaths as the life faded from his disfigured face…

Some commotion in the street drew her back to reality, cries different from those that had been regularly exchanged by the intoxicated. Shouts for help, desperate and pained. Clover did not have to look far to spot the source of this new noise, her eyes narrowing as she identified the uniform of the limping man as one of those that had been cut down by the Shichibukai in the fortress. A lone surviving guard, one of his arms missing and a deep cut at his thigh as he struggled towards the tavern. The crowd appeared oblivious to his plight and did not allow him through until some of the sober individuals standing on guard went to his aid. The name he kept calling out piqued her interest the most.

“Kennedy! Ken-KENNEDY!”

And there he was.

Not a physically imposing figure as he strode out of the tavern in a white suit and black apron with a three skulled jolly roger on its front. His shaggy black hair seemed to encompass his entire face, stretching around his chin as a long beard. Despite emerging to see what the commotion was all about, the tavern owner was still cleaning a large beer glass with a cloth. It was not these details that allowed the Sniper to identify her target, rather anticipated respect shown to him by even the drunkest of louts outside. The wounded guard was helped over to Kennedy, no doubt to inform the tavern owner about what had conspired in the fortress.

Would it even matter if she did not take the shot? What could this man do to defy the Shichibukai at this stage? Raise an unruly mob and march on to the fortress to be slaughtered like the rest? Kennedy would be a frozen statue by day’s end. Same with Yellow Horse if she had not removed him… what was the point?

Clover tugged the trigger.

The wounded soldier was the first to react, his neck jerking backwards at the sudden sight of the bolt piercing Kennedy in the eye. Then further reactions rippled through the crowd, some gasped, some jeered, a few even cheered in the confusion as the tavern owner fell stone dead to the floor. A clean kill shot.

Why had she missed the same shot on Izuru earlier that day?

Clover was not allowed the time to ponder on the query. A less accurate shot chipped the edge of the roof a few meters to her left, followed by the whistle of several more misses. The security had been quick to pick out her position and drawn their weapons to enact revenge. Clover quickly retreated from the roof edge, grabbed the strap of Farsong and looped the heavy weapon onto her back. More shots whistled overhead as she made a hasty escape across the rooftops.
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"Yes, it was very surprising." Leander said recollecting the previous days. "One of many surprises including Kamina having trained that logia brat you heard about. He should pick sturdier apprentices in the future." Rising from his seat as he finished speaking he sensed that the conversation was over and that he was being dismissed. Izuru had told him to call him up when needed and now he was to scurry off. At this moment he regretted accepting that deal without too much thought but it wouldn't be good to let Izuru know that it hadn't been a calculated maneuver. "Yes I do have your number so we'll be in touch shortly though it seemed to me that Kamina had his own ideas about how to go about this."

Smiling just as he'd been turning to exit the ruined building he looked back around to face Izuru. "However just to be clear. That price we agreed on came with some fine print. Consider it a discount for future beneficial cooperation as well as I figure it would serve as a bribe for you to remove your involvement in this incident and make it appear I did all of this so that I can save face since these guys thought they could play the fool with me." He paused while his gaze sweeped the room, "However your underlings." Spiting out the word as though it were a piece of crap that had left a foul taste in his mouth while looking straight toward both Bali and Jack, making it clear whom he was speaking about primarily. "...Are not protected completely. You have the marines no longer as a concern but fellow pirates will always be waiting in the background for any moment of weakness. Who's to say you'll always be around to protect them? Also I wouldn't advise trusting either of those two. They're more likely to stab you in the back than I am honestly."

Done with this matter altogether he considered it a close and began walking out over the icy path of destruction Izuru had lain. "... oh and sorry I suppose about accidentally destroying a good portion of your new home kahaha" Leander said chuckling lightly to himself, waving his hand out in front of him as he made his way out, without even looking at him. "Although I'd say you did a fair bit of damage to it yourself. I would loved to have gotten the story on how this all went down on your end and what you've been up to but I'm a busy man." Reaching down he passed the body of the man known as Boss and grabbed him by the shoulder and tossed him into the air before pointing his one arm up into the sky. His arm turned white and smokey before producing a thick cloud overhead as more smoke shot from his arm and became dense trapping the body in the cloud. "Taking your corpses." he said, so quickly it was barely understandable, in amusement at an inside joke he doubted Izuru would understand why it was funny to him. He'd started recently realizing the benefits of psychological warfare as well as in general being so batshit crazy no one wanted to mess with you. He went over each of the dead council pirates and tossed them into his smoke cloud so that he wouldn't have to carry them all by hand. Now that they were dead they'd actually be useful to him he realized with a bit of irony.
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It looked as though in the interim since their going of separate ways Kamina and Hastings had kept in contact somewhat, Izuru having been entirely unaware that rookie who’d fought with him was trained by kamina which in itself arose several questions, the first of which seemed straight forward enough, what easier way to form a crew than to raise it yourself though the idea of baby sitting didn’t sit to well with him, a transient thought that was given no time to linger as he was reminded of his own situation with clover. But what was he doing fighting with Leander, surely any result that had come to pass Kamina was far sighted enough to see coming, though the idea of sending a disciple to life of death trial in order to exacerbate their training was one tried and tested and not one he disagreed with, it was just he’d not expected that behavior from arguably the softest of their group. That guy had really grown it seemed, he really might have to start thinking of him as competition.

A dark smirk cross his expression as Leander try worming clauses into their contract, the deal was done and this cocky bastard was trying to renegotiate, what did he think this was? But since all he was asking for were things izuru had intended to do anyway there didn’t seem to be any harm in letting it go in this instance, a hostile take over would look far less appealing to the world government after all than raising an island from the ashes this do as you please pass that was his warlord title was turning out to be far more useful than he could have ever anticipated.

Having given up his attempt on the lives of bali and jack it seemed Hastings was still harboring no shortage of anger towards them, casting a scathing glare their way while offering a thinly veiled threat on their lives. ”It’s true, I can’t be everywhere” he offered with a relenting shrug of nonchalance as though consigned to this truth ”But it should be clear to anyone considering it the kind of consequences that would follow.” his jovial manner disappearing and instead replaced with darkened gaze as he finished the sentence ”Besides what kind of person would attack a humble resort owner like me any way” his grin returning as he upturned the bottle of sake, that looked like a childs plaything in the hands of such an obscenely large human, and poured it’s contents down his throat.

With that it seemed their reunion was all but at a close, with the smoke man heading to depart as spontaneously as he had arrived, though not without offering an apology for what was now just the decimated remains of a once grand building. ”Think nothing of it” waving away his apologies ”It was pretty ugly looking anyways, I woulda torn it down sooner or later. “ besides it would have been fairly hard to fault someone else for the damage considering the large fraction that now lay strewn encased in ice as a direct result of his own actions. ”What an odd guy” was all he could offer at the sight of Hastings having scurried around to gather up the corpses of the dead and sailing it all away on a puff of smoke, much like the last time he had departed with a sack filled with men. The was never a normal encounter with that person and always a feeling of unease, or was that nausea? Eh who knew.

With that out of the way he was left with the remaining tasks to hand, namely putting his plan in place for the renovations of this island along with informing the world government of what had happened here. ”Jack, bali, take notes, I’ll explain to you what we need here” the pair were still in somewhat of a stupor from the series of events that had preceded the order, they were invited in by their new boss, only to have the man who wanted them dead more than anyone in the world arrive swiftly after, just as it looked like their time had run out the pair start fighting and suddenly out of nowhere lightning is striking the house. Somehow they were still here breathing and had they been anything short of seasoned veterans of piracy they might have crumbled, but it wasn’t the first time they’d swung like a pendulum above the precipice of death and it would not be the last. With an understanding nod they took seats across from the ice man and prepared to jot down what was coming.




Time had passed, though just how much izuru hadn’t followed yet it was enough that he was tired of thinking, so possibly not that long at all. looking at his idea’s transitioned to text it suddenly seemed like far larger an undertaking than originally anticipated though distinctly doable. It would effectively involve demolishing most the shitty buildings on the island and rebuilding them as improved and reformed versions of themselves whilst also splitting the island between districts rather than just a rag tag arrangement of buildings. With the introductions of restaurants and hotels rather than just the odd stall and some slums it meant it’s doors would be opened to a higher class of clientele while maintaining the seedy forms of entertainment the pirate populations knew and loved. Skin shows, gambling, bars, brothels and party houses there was nothing they would not cater for though the shining lights of it’s gleaming surface were only seen by those who could afford it, for the rest you were dragged down into the murky underworld from which you could expect never to escape.

Reaching into the inside of his jacket pocket he took out an item he’d not seen for quite some time, the den den mushi given to him upon his appointment as one of the 7 warlords, though this would be the first time he’d actually put it to use.

Ka-cha ”Hello, this is Izuru Kazehara. Having arrived on rowe rowe I found the pirate Leander Hastings making a mess of it, he’s been repelled now but not before he took down nearly all of it’s prominent figures. Being vacant I’ve taken over the running of this operation, it will be turned into a resort from which I will send you a steady stream of pirates in return you are not to approach within 1000ft of the island and will leave it to me to operate autonomously.”

“Message received, you will be notified of anything pertinent”

And with that whomever it was on the lines other end hung up, oddly succinct he’d expected to be interrogated for the details though presumably those didn’t matter only the way it ended did.
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The Sniper cast a critical eye on the courtyard, still strewn with the corpses of fallen men and not a single of Izuru’s inherited men had bothered to start the cleaning process. At best they had done a small job of wrapping the fallen in cloth but it was a half done with many left to do. A cluster of the workers sat together near the entranceway, engaged in idle chatter as they enjoyed a tea break. It bothered her that they could happily snack in such an environment.

Clover had noted the fall in temperature when she had passed through the gates of the fortress. She presumed there had been another fight during her absence as large sections of the upper floor had been blown away and left behind gaping holes. Izuru was clearly involved as these areas had frozen over and the ice had since spread gradually down the outside of the building, instilling the chilly air that she waded through on her way to the fortress’ foyer.

It took a sustained effort to push open the double door sealed shut by a thin layer of ice, Clover resorted to slamming her shoulder into the rigid door to force it. Inside it was only colder, a thin layer of frost and snow canopying the previously plush carpets. Her breath formed a clear mist as she exhaled. The Shichibukai had only been loitering in the building for a few hours but already he had made it inhospitable for all but himself. The cyborg shook her head at his selfishness and continued on inside the frosty fortress.

She was glad it had merely been overcast and not raining outside. With a wet cloak she would have been shivering but the dry fabric permitted her some warmth inside the tundra, Clover following the cold in her search for Izuru. She noted numerous scorch marks along the ceiling and walls where the ice had not settled, patches that still smoked but were contained by the unrelenting chill. Eventually she arrived at the council chamber, the entrance way fortunately not barred as she shuffled inside.

“Is this really necessary?” Clover snapped at the iceman as soon as she spotted him in his seat.

The round room was not quite as frigid as the corridors beyond it, likely due to the two men in Izuru’s company. She did not identify either of them eventually, for which she was grateful as it meant Izuru’s old pirate friend Hasting had left. If the rumours she had heard were anything to go by, dealing with that man and the Igloo would be a hellish plight. One psychopath was more than enough for her.

“I did your dirty work.” The Sniper mentioned as she looked for a seat that wasn’t broken or covered in a coat of frost.

“Yellow Horse and then Kennedy… before anyone informed them about you.” She remembered the wounded guard but did not bother to mention it. Her search for an unblemished chair was going nowhere… Clover gave up and returned to the middle of the room. She ignored the odd looks she received from Izuru’s company and waited.

On what, she was not quite sure.
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The sound of brittle wood snapping in yield to the weight of force suggested they were about to receive some company, izuru looking up from the sheets of paper lain out before him to see clover slink her way into the room, greeted by the sorry state things had been reduced too in her absence. She looked well enough for a girl who’d just been newly handicapped and then sent out to perform a pair of assassinations, or at least that was to say she didn’t have any new appendages missing. As usual the first thing to leave the young lady’s mouth upon returning was a criticism, though this time it was probably well earned given then easily avoidable catastrophe he’d had befall the building. ”My bad my bad” he offered in leu of an apology, scratching his head awkwardly while sporting a grin that said “these things happen” ”Things got a little out of hand after you left, it couldn’t be helped” excusing his actions with entirely baseless reasoning.

Though she notified him of her success on the cloak and dagger campaign it was all but unnecessary, having received and approving grunt form yogi over the den den mushi that told him she’d done the job well enough to be satisfactory and even kept the usually irritable beast content at the same time. Maybe he should pair those two up more often, they seemed to make a fairly effective team, though the image of clover’s sour expression every time the name was brought up made him think it was likely to be more grief than it was worth.

Rising from his seat the towering figure elevated to his full lofty height, before crossing the room to where the young girl was making an exit and placing a gentle hand on her head ”I know, you did good kid” it was possibly the first time he had referred to her without the use of brat, girl, little shit or some other generally derogatory expletive, though it was in this instance eared possibly for the last time going by track record. ”Now lets get you a warm meal and a bed, you’ve earned it.” turning behind him at the sentences end to address the smaller more frail looking of the two elderly men who’d been sat across from him ”Jack I’ll need a new residence until this is fixed and some serving staff” ”But of course, I will have one of the men lead you to somewhere suitable”

”So how did you kill them?’ he queied the young girl while slipping his hands into his pockets as he headed back through the house towards the main entrance, he was somewhat curious as to the method she had used but also to the tone with which she would recant the tale as it would convey whether she could take to such tasks with ease or whether an emotional toll would be left in the wake each time. Upon reaching the front porch steps they were greeted by the warm red glow of a setting sun, one of the few instances you had a chance to witness it with the overcast skies that plagued the island so, already waiting for them was a bald headed gentleman wearing a cloth ensemble of trousers and a shirt that went down to his knees, flanked by what appeared to be 2 maids and a chef, they would do nicely for now.

“Please, Follow me if you would” walking the group out past the small gathering of workers who had skittered their way back to frantically clearing away the bodies having seen izuru return to the exterior with a look of disdain for the mess that was still sat their. The island was as rowdy as ever, and even up here in the more desolate regions the sounds of rambunctious raunchy behavior could still be heard as it would be till last into the night though not for much longer. Change was in the air for this place even if no one living here knew it, it was coming and it would not be stopped.

It took less time than expected to arrive at their new abode, and while it wasn’t as big as the mansion they’d been in before it was still more than spacious, izuru able to count four bedrooms just through the windows alone. Upon entering the was a warmth inside, an almost familial residue that made the entire place feel that much cozier, furnished with all the trimmings….if anything it actually felt too lived in, as though they were literally stepping into someone’s home. The reason for this hitting him as his gaze traveled across the fireplace hearth and stopped for a moment on one of the photo’s that resided there, a photo of the captain luda and a woman presumably his wife along with two brats. Presumably since none of them were here any more his death meant they forfeited any claim to his belongings, though what happened to them he could only guess. ”Tell him what you want to eat” Giving the girl creative control since his palette didn’t much extend past meat, rice, pasta and potatoes the rest were just accessories for someone else to deal with, before nodding to the chef so he understood to prepare whatever it was she requested.

The others would have to remain on the ship for now, it was easiest and they wouldn’t be here long enough to warrant setting up any sort of permanent accommodation, plus having them on the opposite end of the island meant that tasks could be split between whoever was closest to being on hand. Heading upstairs he found the largest room and promptly removed his jacket and placed it on the bet, before moving into the adjoining bathroom to splash a little water on his face and wash up before eating, this had been one of those days that just never seemed to end and despite how accomplished it might have been that didn’t change the toll it had taken, he felt like he could have fallen asleep then and there, though once gain his stomach was growling and it wanted attention.

Heading for the first floor he could already hear the sizzle of oil and fat, whilst being hit with the aroma of cooking foods, already eager to fill his belly, it’d be dinner and then bed for him tonight, ”you ever do anything like that before? I don’t mean bounty hunting for the marines, killing for money. I expected you to be a slow starter but you seemed to take to it pretty easily.” the half question half statement killing a little time till the food arrived.
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Though it was probably intended as an act of kindness or appreciation, the pat on the head only served to annoy the Sniper. It felt somewhat demeaning, as if she were being pet like some animal or he was making fun of the difference in their height. Clover made her scorn clear with a frown though the Iceman seemed to take no notice of her foul turn of mood as he ushered them both outside in search of warmer climates and better accommodation.

Clover was equally mystified by the suddenly rewarding nature of the Shichibukai. She had anticipated some curt word of appreciation and little more, yet it seemed something had started to warm his frosty heart as he offered food and a bed. Perhaps he had hit his head on some low ceiling beam and was in the middle of some complex personality crisis, or more probably, he was attempting some strange charm offensive to win her loyalty. The iceman was a fool to think a cynical mind like hers would be tricked and swayed so easily… she greeted his offered with silence and suspicion, but did not decline it. The green haired girl went along with his promises, content to take advantage of his offerings but not willing to retract any of her hostility towards him.

So naturally, his harmless questions about the nature of her hits were met with a cold silence. It made the walk to the new housing a shade awkward, the dubious background noises of Rowe Rowe island more audible to them because of it. But she accomplished her muted oath, not uttering a word until they were inside.

“Um…” She had never been asked… the Sniper looked to the Shichibukai but he had already wandered off. The sole decision was her own to make. Clover had never really thought about her favourite dish. The girl’s eyes lost focus as she tried to think so something yet every recipe she had ever enjoyed seemed to vanish from her mind.

And then a solitary voice whispered in her ear. She repeated it word for word.

“BLTs without the lettuce.”



“Just cook your specialty.”

Clover breathed a sigh of relief when the cook took her latter response and went off to prepare the meal. Left alone in the wide room, the girl wandered over to the nearest seat at the table. She made sure to prop the oversized crossbow she carried on her back against the wall before taking her seat at the round table. Once comfortable, she occupied her time looking around the room, trying to spy some sinister detail in her surroundings that would reveal Izuru’s malicious plot to her.

He returned before she could figure out what he was up to.

“It’s the same thing.” Clover responded bluntly, looking away from the towering figure as he joined her. “I was going to kill you and claim the bounty.”

Even in her cosy surroundings, she still wished that had been the ultimate outcome of their encounter on the swamp island. Instead of what had actually ensued, the humiliation, pointless shenanigans and then the maiming… it annoyed her that he could just brush it off and pretend they were on good enough terms to share dinner. She considered her words and then spoke them in her usual cold tone.

“The Government would still pay out on a failed warlord.”
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Sitting down at the table he was given an odd but appropriate answer by clover, she really was a strange kid. Most who had been forced to kill for a living from such a young age tried to put some justification to it, some compromise that eased the guilt. “They were bad people” “It was for the greater good” “They would have hurt someone else” Yet this one accepted it for what it was, which suggested that since she had no actual problem with the killing side of things her creed to only kill criminals stemmed from something less superficial, like an actual moral code. Just how far he could warp that remained to be seen, but sticking to something you believe in without the aid of delusion was an admirable quality even if they were sat on opposite sides of the fence for it, though she’d destroyed 100 story building just to kill one man and taken down however many civilians in the process so just where her justice lay was anyone’s guess. ”Oho? Kill me? You weren’t even going to hand me over alive? What a cold little lady, I might even be innocent, I should at least get a trial right?” a jaunty smile lingering on his lips as he professed his own innocence, a statement that was beyond bearing disbelief.

As he spoke he picked at the small sandwich before him, of the several dishes atop the table these confused him the most. The rest were aromatic, fragrant, colourful and just generally enticing. Noodles with a vivid red seafood sauce atop them, a steaming stew of potatoes vegetables and meat, char grilled steaks of meat in a honeyed glaze and then these things, looking entirely unassuming in comparison. Two pieces of bread with what looked like thin bits of salted meat and a slice of some red fruit inside, was this what they ate on this island? What the fuck kind of place had he made home now? Pulling off the top layer he poked and prodded at what was beneath, checking the consistency, it was weird, an outer rink of relatively solid flesh and then a bunch of watery seeds in the middle, it looked like a fruit and meat sandwich but who the fuck ate fruit and meat together? Who the fuck ate fruit was just as relevant a question. Lifting the small morsel to his mouth he took a tentative bite, catching sight of one of the serving girls giving clover a warm but tentative smile as he did so, was this her doing? Had she spawned this oddity on him? The first taste was odd, not bad precisely but definitely a ways out of his comfort zone, the meat was nice enough white the fruit was tart, acrid and slightly sour which made for a varied flavour but left the bread all fucking soggy. Who the fuck wants a soggy sandwich? Deciding it was beyond the bounds of comprehension he tossed the sandwich over his shoulder, where yogi who had appeared from seemingly nowhere lifted to his hind legs to snap it out of the air.

”Perhaps” he mused as a baiting smirk danced across his lips, the shadow of his own amusement at her idea of being able to kill him etched into his expression ”But I think you have bigger concerns in you task than whether you’ll get paid or not no? As you are I’m not even completely confident you could kill yogi, I hear he even had to do half of today’s task for you, not so promising for a young lady with such lofty ambitions.” The bear grunted his disapproval at being written off so easily, but was quelled when izuru offered him a consoling smirk, obviously he was just giving the girl a little hope so she didn’t kill herself, there was no way she could defeat yogi-sama emporer of the ursine kingdom.

Stretching his body into a gaping yawn the ice man realised that for the first time in a long time he’d had a day that left him tired, there’d been more entailed in this restoration project than anticipated and tomorrow would be no easier, for now it was time for bed and the tasks ahead could be tackled when he was a little more well rested. ”Put a little more thought into why you keep getting beaten and worry about the pay out later, that way you might even manage to leave a scratch on this Sir izuru.” grinning with self gratification as he hoisted to his abnormally long legs and headed back upstairs having eaten his fill. It was not a case of falling from doze to slumber, nor tossing or turning as he counted sheep. No sooner were his eyes closed than he was out like a light, and all the bothersome concerns of the future dissipated like evaporation.



30 days it had been since first arriving on this island and to look at it you wouldn’t know it to be the same place as when he’d arrived. They always spoke of how dangerous the grand line is, and the calibre of the men who roam it’s sea’s, but what they don’t talk about is the fact that the dangers require every one to be a cut above the rest, including those who walk the path of the artisan. Jack had been integral in introducing Izuru to the right people for the job, but once he had and their idea for the island had been conveyed the men were able to renovate the entire thin in under a month, it was incredible.

What had been before just shacks and rundown buildings were now respectable buildings offering inside all the delectable delights a denizen of the sea could wish for. The outskirts of the island harboured the more adult themed entertainment such as skin shows, gambling houses, bars and clubs while the inner most portion held the more resort-eqsue establishments, such as the high class hotels, restaurants, den den movie house and even a frosties funland for those that sought refuge for with their younger generation. He had been opposed to it but the businesses they had drawn in had come to the consensus that if they used his name brand for advertising they would be able to draw more customer, which had left to zuru flurry snow cone stalls popping up across the island, along with merchandise such as Sir igloo ice cube makers, T-shirts with his face on it, extending toy katana, and various other items that made him sick to his stomach just to look at, but at the end of the day if it made them money then it made him money so complaining seemed a little redundant.

Today was the first day of the resort’s facilities opening and thanks to bali’s networking skills and promotion they had managed to be almost over booked, the was all beyond the scope of izuru’s concern but it was good to know that in it’s earliest stages things were going as planned. At the furthest end of the island bordered by the mountainous region to the rear lay the newly rebuilt mansion he had trashed back on his first day here stood once more in all it’s glory. Looking from the balcony of his room within it across the island he found himself satisfied with what he had strived for here, but ready to uproot. He had done all he’d wanted to upon arriving her but now he was getting sick of staying in one place for so long, the two men had asked that he make a public appearance to greet his new customers but he was no commercial commodity to be exhibitioned, after breakfast they were done here, it was time to get back out to sea.

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