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Fighting for freedom.
Topic Started: Jan 15 2016, 04:41 AM (3,068 Views)
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It has been a while since she first landed on the island now known as, Little Garden, the jungle was hot, the air was really thin and the jungle seemed to never end, and if that didn't make matters worse, the wild life was wild and blood thirsty. Luckily Cynthia hadn't warn many heavy clothing's so it wasn't that bad, it was just the degusting sweat droplets that drooled from her skin that annoyed her. Fate seemed to favor Cynthia though, as she carried on the path she was walking on, it soon lead up to an old looking village, it looked very tribal, huts where dotted about and lines could be seen with fish hanging from them, at first sight, it seemed like a peaceful village.

Before she had a change to step into the village though, she was soon surrounded by half naked men in armour made from bamboo, they held sharp looking spears that they pointed towards her, they seemed very upset and angry about something. "I mean you no harm" she said in a calm voice, making sure her hands where away from her weapons, to show that her words where true. A elder looking man soon walked out from the circle, he had a set of feathers hanging from his hair that was all tied up into dreadlocks, on top of his head he would have what seemed to be a dinosaur skull of some type, though, he did not wear armour like the rest, instead he had a cloth robe around his waist, taking his staff, he stabbed it into the grand and spoke in a rusty voice "If your here to claim another of my people then you'll meet the same fate as the previous man did" he said as he pointed to a skinless man hanging from a near by tree, Cynthia simply looked in disgusted as the bloodied body hanged from the tree.

Looking back at the elderly man, she looked into his eyes and spoke again in her usual calm voice "I don't know what you're talking about, but if somebody is taking you're people by force, maybe I can help" the old man simply looked at her for a few moment, untrusting at first but then sighed to him self "You don't seem as violent as the others" he looked into Cynthia's eyes and then let out a longer sigh once again, waving his hand towards the warriors surrounding them to lower their spears "If you try anything funny we will kill you" he said in a more cold voice, Cynthia simply nodded her head in understanding and followed them into the village.

Meanwhile, Elsewhere.

A old looking ship, marked in dark red and black and bearing a torn up jolly roger with a blooding sun on it, sat in the water close by the island of Little Garden. On deck, one of the crew men opened the door to the captain's chambers, inside the room there where no windows, so it was completely dark, only a candle light could be seen showing the back of the captains chair "S-sir, we have managed to capture two more people from that village" A dark and deep voice crawled out from behind the chair "Only two?" then suddenly out of no wear the crew man got shot dead as he feel back in a pool of his own blood, the captain then yelled out like thunder from his chambers from a small den den muchi "listen up you maggots! if you all don't want to end up like that piece of dirt then I expect every person from that village in chains and on this ship!" "YES SIR!!!" the crew held out as they all scattered about in fear, not wanting to be the next one to be shot.
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'Ahhh' Max yawned, stretching his arms up above his head. His bones creaking in that delicious way that they had. From over his head he moved his hands down to touch his feet, lifting his upper body off the warm sand. He could still feel the warmth of it despite the shirt that he had refused to remove. Lifting his shades up he rubbed at his eyes, removing sleep from them. That had been a nice nap he thought as he lowered his glasses again and looked out over the sparkling ocean, simply delighting in its impressiveness. Since he had met the mermaid he had started getting a true appreciation for the majesty of the body that covered the vast majority of this world. Reaching to his side he wrapped his hand around a cocktail glass with an incredibly colourful concoction within it. Max had no idea how to pronounce the friggin name, but he did knew that the thing was damned tasty and had enough alcohol in it to drop a belligerent drunk. All in all it was a great delicacy for him. Best part of it was that the thing didn't have to be mixed it had all been ready inside the bottle, just pour and enjoy. Simple as that.

Max sighed in contentment, far happier now then he could remember being in a very long time. How couldn't he with a beautiful woman like Coralia as his traveling companion, the realization that she had chosen him over so many others, still swept him off his feet from time to time. They had spent quite some time wandering the seas, looking for someone to fix him up. At least that's what it felt like to him, how much time had actually passed wasn't something he knew, nor cared about. Once he'd bee patched up they'd ended up here and were now what he'd call relaxing. Others may call it vacationing. Standing up he stretched once more, careful not to spill any of his beverage. His body felt as good as ever, better even, it felt like he had gotten stronger since he got his ass handed to him by that treasure hunter. He thought that he could remember hearing about a tribe of people who got stronger every time they got beat up, maybe he was a descendant of them. Right, sure he scoffed.

Even though he was wearing a full shirt, he'd changed into shorts, and was walking around barefoot for the time being. Happy to let his toes dig into the soft, warm sand. He walked down to the waters edge, letting the tide lap at his feet, enjoying the coolness of the sea and the warmth of the sun in combination. It felt wonderful to the pirate, it was moments like these, peaceful and calm that let him truly relax. Like he hadn't for a very long time. It was such a day that he wasn't even drunk, just a little past tipsy, a very impressive feat for him, to say the least. 'This is the life ain't it?' he asked aloud, not really expecting an answer, but feeling that it had to be said.
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The sweet aroma of fresh fruit flooded the air and the caw of seagulls in the afternoon made the tropical climate all the more enticing to the Mermaid. Since from their last adventure, Coralia had learned alot. People were after her for the jewl she carried and she had to cut her journey short or another life would be taken. Since that day, Coralia hadn't seen the cooky captain of the Jacks though if it meant that leaving people to die was always a ace in the hole for him and his crew. The bounty hunter surely wasn't with something like that, she now took a new path. And traveling along with her, was her protector Max. He had suffered alot of wounds from Garret that day and it was a miracle he found the strength to recover. Coralia laid under the nice shade of a umbrella, the sun was up high and the sands were sizzling. Within her hands was a alcoholic mango beverage, it wasn't the average drink you could find on the island but somehow the mermaid got her hands on it.

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The round glass fit comfortably in her palm, within it, afew fruity ornaments as a straw laid on her mouth and her back laid against a beach chair. This was her relaxation, well deserved after such terrors that fell before. Maximus seemed to be enjoying himself as well, Coralia could tell that he hadn't had fun like this in a very long time. Her vibrant fuchsia eyes watched the waves silently as she sipped her drink, careful to not get tipsy. There was alot of things to think about now, survival wasn't the only thing but getting stronger was a must as well. From what William did, her views had changed alot, maybe bringing harmony to the world wasn't deserved by people like him she'd think. "If only it can last" Answered Coralia to her comrade as he walked to the shores.

She raised a brow when catching sight of a ship off in the distance, who'd want to come to this dangerous island knowing what was here? Coralia knew that the dangerous rumors of dinosaurs were true. She sometimes heard the roars and felt the shaking of the ground when afew drew near but never would she think that commoners would come here. Something was up, definitely an odd case which got the Mermaid to, her curly burgundy hair bouncing. "Looks like Somethings about to go on Max, lets check it out?" Coralia exclaimed, rolling her shoulders to stretch them.

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The crushing noise of fodder against his flip flops. He slowly else a white stick up to his mouth, placing it with it. With his left hand he rose up a small metallic box; flicking it open with a simple wrist movement. His thumb quickly grazed the small circular cogwheel, igniting the spark. The flame instantly came to fruition as it began burning the small stick within Trevelyan's mouth. He cleared his throat as his brown eyes slowly began to survey the environment. The forestry was beautiful as always. His mind wandered to where his friends had been. The longing and missing necklace upon his neck made him feel empty. His mind flashed for a moment as his body tensed at the thought of falling and separating. He started to feel uneasier. He let out a soft sigh as the smoke emitted from his lips.

He slid the now cold metallic box into his shorts pocket. Now, he made sure to slowly pull out another, much larger, metallic object. He held the canister to his lips and suckled upon the alcohol. A drop ran down the corner of his mouth. Wiping it away with his forearm he hiccuped a moment. Without second thought, he walked up to a tree and slowly sat upon his rear. He slowly moved into a laying position, laying on the grass by the tree. He had recalled that he left Isao to train. With his eyes closed, he began to utilize Haki to be able to see if he was alright. Using a birds eye view for a moment. However, it seems with his eyes closed he had mysteriously fell asleep. The loud noises of snoring had come about again from his mouth. Now spread out on the grass with a cigarette somehow still held in his mouth. As he slowly breathed out, he exhaled smoke with every breath.

Some time had passed by as the orange hair has awoken. His mind Flashed to his conversation with Fūdo and the meal he had prepared. That was right, he had things to do, shit. He let out another sigh as he picked himself up and brushed off the leaves that were on him and in his hair. Placing his hand into his pockets the chef began to walk towards the path he had last seen Isao in. He had a pounding headache and using Haki unnecessarily wasn't really ideal for him at this point. He would however, take occasional sips to make sure he kept up his "buzz". The perfect feeling, he thought as he continued through the prehistoric island.

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Near the coast where Max layed, relaxed and seemingly chilled and laid back, what he didn't know that he was being watched, two men dress in red and black, they both seemed to be pretty bulky, with the exact same hair cut, in fact, that wasn't the only thing they had the same, they both had no teeth and both of their right hands where replaced with a razor sharp hook. They some how snuck up behind the unexpected male, replying to his layed back speech about how this was the life "Ya have dat right boi, doesn't he, Boris" "you are right there, and look, there be one of those pretty woman, it seems to be our lucky day, isn't that right, Bruce" "ya right there, Boris" the two simply stood over Max and Coralia, grinning at each other in a menacing manner, they didn't act hostile, but the way they spoke sure sounded like they where up to some thing.
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Meanwhile, in the forest where Trevelyan was walking into, the sounds of birds sang in the air whiles the echo's of far away dinosaur's could be heard around him, this place was sure deferent to the ones he might of encountered, whiles wondering however, with his haki, he might hear a rustling in a near by bush, no hostile feeling could be felt. Whatever was rustling in the bush soon revealed it self as a little sparrow, you could tell it was only an infant by its young looks and it's child like voice...wait...voice? "you don't belong here" the bird simply spoke out as it continued to look curiously at the orange haired stranger.

The little Sparrow then flew up to a higher branch, making sure it wasn't so close to the orange haired stranger "what wrong with your hair? did you fall into a pile of oranges?" it spoke again, tilting it's heard in wonder, "you should be careful, the monkeys might mistake you for fruit and eat you...", the little sparrow remained silent after that, that was until from out the bush's a woman dressed in tribal clothing's pounced out at Trevelyan, attempting to lash out a pointed spear at him in a very angry manner "Keep away from my child!" she seemed very protected of the little sparrow, she looked at the orange haired stranger with such hate, you could only wonder where that hate came from, if Trevelyan wasn't careful, he might encourage her anger further.
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Meanwhile, Cynthia was getting escorted into the center of the village where she noticed everyone dressed up in tribal clothing's, most of the men walked around with no tops, only bamboo and leaves covering there, personal area, like wise with the woman, though some had more clothe on them then others did. They all looked at Cynthia as if she was from another planet, guess they wasn't used to outsiders before, "how long have you people ben living here?" she spoke out in a curious manner as she looked around at the old ruins around her and the huts made from all sorts of straw and bamboo sticks, "We have been living here for many years, our ancestors protected these lands from the monsters" "Monsters?" she raised an eyebrow at the word, wondering what he could possibly mean by monsters "indeed, the monsters come from far away to hunt and kill the beast that call this island home" Cynthia remained silent, listening to the old man speak, the two sat down on a log that was placed near a fire.

The old man sighed deeply as he rested agents his staff whiles shaking slightly "These monsters, they have hunted my tribe for many years now, they come once a mouth, stealing and killing what they can, our ancestors called them Monsters of the sea's, because they came from the shores with blood stained weapons, the new generation call them, The bloody sun pirates, lead by the family that hunt our tribe, taking our people away into the depth of hell, never seeing them again" the old man tightened his grip to the point where his palms would bleed, it was obvious that this man has been though a lot.

She simply looked at the ground, knowing how it feels to be hunted and trapped, looking around the village, all she saw was women and children hiding in their homes, men with their guard up, looking towards her as if they where expecting her to attack them. "Then I have no choise then" The elderly man looked at Cynthia with a pyuzzled gaze "I'm going to help you fight off these monsters of you'rs, there is one thing in this world I can't let fly by, and that are people having their freedom taken away" The old men sighed once again, simply looking back on the ground, not really trusting her words comply, but still couldn't resist smiling at her words.
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The bottle slowly rose up towards Trevelyan's lips, he was eager for another sip from his flask. It was then, that his attention turned casually towards the bushes near him. "Eh?", he softly let out as he blinked. His eyes fell upon the strange bird like creature. It didn't seem like these things to get so close to him. Though, perhaps seeing monsters as large and frightening that roamed these lands, it would only be natural. It was only a moment, but Trevelyan's eyes narrowed subtly. He began inspecting the bird as it spoke to him. He tilted his head a little as his flask slowly descended down to his hip. He simply looked up at the thing as he blinked, his mouth hung open. A look of subtle annoyance was plastered clearly on his face. His eyes focused upon the bird as it continued to speak. An invisible stress mark would comedically form near the side of Trevelyan's head; he was already having an headache and this thing wasn't helping.


Before he could open his mouth to speak, there was yet another disturbance felt by Trevelyan's Haki. From amongst the bushes was a woman whom emerged with a spear in her hand. She leapt up as the fodder and twigs scattered from where she was. Trevelyan's expression changed again from annoyance to stupidly baffled. Pushing off of his right foot, he moved backwards, skipping back. As he hobbled six feet, he began tripping and stumbling to get his footing. He slowly managed to, extending both his arms and bending the front of his body downwards; as though he was on a tight rope. A moment later he found himself lowering his arms and staring face to face with the woman whom seemed rather displeased with him. He slowly slid his flask into his pocket and took the cigarette from his mouth in his index and middle finger. His eyes trailed towards the small bird high in the branch and then back towards his supposed mother.

He kept quiet for a moment as he took a moment to inhale from his cigarette. He blew out a puff of smoke and pointed towards the woman with the burning stick; his left hand in his pocket. "Your child wouldn't happen to be a Zoan would they?" he said casually. His eyes didn't show much emotion but simply as though he was thinking. "Anyhow.." he said as he lowered the smoking stick. "I don't mean any harm to you nor your child, I was simply passing by." He waited a moment before speaking once again. "I'll be on my way then", he nodded and began walking around the mother and child, keeping a 6 foot gap but not bothering to look at either of them. Instead, he pulled his hoodie from behind upwards and continued to walk, placing the cigarette back into his mouth and his right hand into his pocket. He walked casually now and didn't seem to be too interested in what was going on.

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Max breathed deeply of the reach sea scents. He was about to reply to Coralia saying that her idea seemed as good as any. Maybe it would lead them to a land of woman just as beautiful as his companion. It could happen, he told himself as he stretched his arms over his head with a contented yawn creaking his jaw. He took the last swallow of his drink, all of the alcohol had settled there and hit him harder than he had come to expect from this beverage. A voice came from behind him, sadly it was not the lovely voice of his friend, instead it was some grating mans voice. The young martial artist spun around, almost stumbling backwards as he came face to face with a couple of ugly bastards. No teeth showed in their mouths as they had their little monologues, and those blades on their hands looked quite vicious. The pirate took in this information through a momentary glance. Worst of all, from the way they were standing they had blocked Max's view of the bodacious beauty.

Max let them go through the entirety of their nonsense, it didn't matter to him one way or another, but it seemed like they had worked quite hard on this schtick so it would be rude to interrupt them. He swayed lightly as he tried his hardest to stand perfectly still. A goofy smile spread across his face as he leaped back in time to memories of him and Coralia traveling the ocean. Those had been good times. Good times. He nodded in agreement to his own assessment of those days, forgetting the terrors that had happened to them. His nodding turned more into a dozing movement, before snapping back upright, his eyes blinking furiously to try and keep himself awake.

These guys were still here, seriously? What the hell could they possibly want? It didn't matter, they were blocking the great view. Because of that they would have to be asked kindly to move. He smiled as he felt the warm sand on his feet, before he drove his right foot forwards, aiming to drive it into the man on his rights gut. Using that as a stepping stone he pivoted his weight up and around. Bringing his other leg over and cracking down on the side of the mans neck. Pushing off this blow he created distance between them, wanting to see what effect his surprise attack had had. Given new information he would be able to adjust his plans when he approached this again. Off to one side of his perception he wondered if Coralia would step into this. It was possible, despite her not liking to fight as much as he did, she could still hold her own in a fight. No doubt about that.
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The simple atonement for people and their naughty sins never really crossed the Mermaid's mind to how deeply perverted some people could be. The blazing sun was caressing her body with a warming sheen which made her feel comfortable in what she was wearing. She squinted her eyes to watch the men from afar board the shores, curious to what they were up to. This moment however was brought short when that so beloved ray of sun was blocked out by two men. Now it took a moment for Coralia to react or respond to the creepiness that these two held. Still looking pass them, she slowly began to feel the cold shadow of shade approach her skin before taking a look to what was going on. These two were odd, she hadn't seen them before on this island and boy did they strangely sound weird finishing each other's sentences like that. Coralia grew a pan face expression, watching the two bicker about what they had found.

And then it hit her, they were pervs! Coralia alarmingly tossed her leg in a curving motion, wincing her eyes as she squealed to see how gloomy and spooky the men before her were. "Eeeek!" Came her tiny voice as her ankle sailed into the cranium of the man that spooked her. Lucky for her, she wasn't alone. Right along side the mermaid with suspicion was her protector Max. To what these two guys were up to she didn't care about, the fact they crept up on her with all her awareness skills made her reflexes respond without a second thought. They had to be dangerous, with their sharp saw hands and things it was hard not to say that they weren't violent at all.

The man that Max assaulted bounced back from his kick whilst Coralia's stumbled alongside him, rubbing his head. She'd coordinately stance her flexible body with a hand spring as the sand beneath them became immensely disturbed with their footprints, accumulating in the area. "Who are you?!" Asked Coralia as she rubbed her shoulder.
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Beli: 32.Mil
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Professions: Serial Killer, Extremist
SD: 147
Bounty:17,900,000
Crew: Macdonalds
Location: Weatheria, Skyislands, Grandline
Strength: 50
Speed: 47
Stamina: 39
Accuracy: 44
Fortune: 44Focus:3
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Bruce gasped in shock as he suddenly got kicked in the gut, letting out a grunt whiles getting pushed away as he was used as a human catapult, Boris on the other hand got a massive smack agents his neck forcing him to smack into the sand below, "Orrfff!!!" he grunted as sand puffed up every where. it took a few moments, but the twins managed to stand them self's up, with barely any scratch's on them at all, "That sure was aa surprise, wasn't it?, Boris" "you got that right, Bruce", as the sand cloud clears the two stepped closer to each other, still with grins on their faces "hey Bruce, ya think da capt'en would like this one?" "yeah I do, Boris, I do indeed, I think he'll make a perfect slave for da pit" the two grinned and lunched towards Max at the exact same time, one lashing out his bladed hook from the left and the other striking from the right, the attacks where a bit slow but by the mere look of the force of the attack, you wouldn't want to be struck by it.

Meanwhile in the forest!

The woman remained on her guard as she watched him like a hark, watching him as he causally talked to them, after mentioning about a zoan, she raised her eyebrow in a puzzled manner, not too sure what he meant, maybe he was trying to trick her? he continued to talk, saying that he meant no harm as he begun to walk away, "W-wait!" she shouted as the little sparrow flew down to sit on her shoulder, she didn't understand why she shouted to a stranger who could possibly put her in danger to wait, but, there was something about him.

"You know of the fruit of the gods?" she asked in a curious manner, her spear was now slightly lowered, but she still felt couscous. The child on the other hand flew right up to Trevelyan, the mother gasping in attempt to stop it, "I'll be careful if I was you, otherwise the monsters will catch you" grabbing the sparrow in a protective manner, she covered the beak gently to silent the bird "quite otherwise they will hear you" she said in a worried tone.

Meanwhile at the village!

"you seem to have a caring hearts, but I'm afraid you're words are falling on deaf ears child" looking back at the elderly man, she looked back at the people with-in the village, the villages around her simply walked off, continuing with their daily chores "The souls of this village have been broken, shattered over and over again, most have lost the will to fight back anymore, we try our best to protect what we can, but the monsters are too strong". The old mans words rang through her, the eyes of these people, she seen them before, the loss of hope, they all have given up, she looked around her self, her eyes shrunk, it was like the whole village was covered in darkness, these people have been fighting for too like, failed to many times, broken beyond repair, it was like hope doesn't exist here "I-I must do something, even if you people have lost hope, I want to try to ignite the lost flames with in your hearts" the old man simply looked at Cynthia with a cold stare, it was like looking into a soulless shell of a man, a man that lost all hope.

The old man spat on the floor "you will go, and fail, just like many of us have, to go there, means courting death" a slight purse accord as the man sighed once again "you don't understand what it's like to not know who will be next, to never have the power to stop them take the people you love, We hurt to much, please, don't harm my people more" a tear strolled down the old mans cheek as he was suddenly met with a blade stabbed into the ground next to him, gasping slightly, he looked up at Cynthia with an annoyed look on his face "Oi!!! what the h-" "shut up" she said in a cold manner as the old man froze still, not saying a word. The guards simply looked over and held their spears up at the sudden scene that was unfolding.
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Max watched with appreciation at the display of swaying body parts as Coralia leaped and spun her way into and out of conflict. Her assets jiggling delightfully in that skimpy swimsuit she had decided to wear. Only the men picking themselves back up and heading towards him snapped him out of his obvious eye worship he was delivering upon her. God she was arousing, if he wasn't careful he was going to have to become a sword master in this fight. Focusing back on what he was going to refer as the twins until he finished beating their collective heads in. The way they instantly surged towards him after being struck full on spoke of their durability, the martial artist knew that he wasn't the strongest guy out there not by a long shot. Which was why his fighting style relied heavily on momentum, not only that but also counters, which would increase the destructive capability of his attacks several fold. It was a dangerous ploy though, one wrong move, one misjudged attack and all of that force would backlash into him. It was the greatest feeling ever, to wrench victory from such a close loss, to put everything on the line and see if he could come out victorious. It was also the closest he had come to properly dying.

The two surged forwards, They had power and durability, but their speed was severly lacking in comparison to him. He'd known it when they'd been unable to dodge and he could see it now as they tried to close the distance. His mind worked through possible scenarios of attack as he waited for them to get closer. He wondered seriously if he was quick enough to pants one of them before they could hit him. He figured he could try, maybe it would impress Coralia, perhaps even enough for them to become even closer. Max swayed on his feet, his jaws cracking in a yawn as the two death dealers? Slavers? Trundled their way at him. He could see the power apparent in their attacks as they launched them. He decided. Sliding beneath the attack on his right, feeling the air just behind his head being displaced by the proximity of the attack, he spun behind the man so that he was facing his back. Grabbing the back of the mans pants he yanked them downwards before delivering a heavy boot to his backside.

Max giggled at his own antics, like any good drunkard does. Yet he didn't stop there, with his overwhelming advantage in speed he charged at the man he hadn't just humiliated. Sand kicked up behind his feet as the man spun around to face him, bringing his hands up in a block. Max kicked off the ground, soaring through the air for a moment before driving the heel of his foot into the mans inner thigh. Using this as a sort of spring board, the pirate then hit the man in the gut with his other foot and bringing his body all the way over he drove his foot into the crook of the mans neck. He knew that these attacks wouldn't pout the man down, but it would be a good start to whittling away his stamina. He finished this combo with a leap over the man so that he was a distance away and both men were back in his line of sight. He bounced on his toes, shaking out his arms like the most famous martial artist of all time. This was certainly far easier than he had expected/
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Being knocked down from the two's teamwork didn't seem good enough, the two spooky guys seemingly picked themselves back up like zombies. They were wasting the Mermaid's time, but the things that they were saying were sure worth venturing more into. The fighting continued on, the waves rapidly washed up against the shore as the two men rushed Maximus. Coralia quickly darted to the side to observe the two briefly, they were here for a reason but more importantly, they had to come from somewhere. They were quick and seemed to be well trained in the field of combat but compared to Max and especially herself, they were more than outclassed to actually do some harm. She knew she was also curious about the men she seen from far off and these two were keeping the Gypsy from just that. When Max had delivered a powerful blow to push one back, Coralia jumped back into action.

Swiftly sweeping her foot against the golden tropical sand in a clockwise motion, she'd easily bring the heavy man falling with ease. Allowing Max to handle just the other guy, Max also liked to play around with his opponents. She felt wandering eyes on her as she fought, most of her delectable features were bouncing which could explain. Although the Mermaid enjoyed being flattered, a small smile grew on her face as the creep began to get up groaning. Giving little thought to it, Coralia quickly executed a helicopter kick, pushing off the ground with both her arms and using her nimbleness to elevate her body. She swiftly spun similar to a top, smashing her leg into the man's temple which briefly would knock him unconscious. "Looks like the vacation is over Max" Coralia said with a light chuckle as she sprung to her feet and softly dusted herself off.

Today was meant for relaxation but it seemed like the wickedness in the world wouldn't allow her to enjoy such a beautiful island. Her hand drifted into her burgundy colored hair as she closed her eyes and took in a deep breath. Her vacation was being cut short, hopefully whatever was going down on this island, it meant having a huge pay day. Coralia silently walked over to the long chair which she had been laying on, taking the black laced jacket around it to put it on. Her drink still laid untouched on the stump, maybe being a little buzzed was going to make it a little more divining?



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The orange hair slowly turned towards the woman, the well lit cigarette in his mouth began to slowly emit a gray cloud. It lit once as he exhaled out, pulling the stick out simultaneously. He blinked only momentarily as he held the stick between his fingers. His expression seemed slightly more baffled as he turned to fully face the two of them. "Fruit of the- Ah, I see. Perhaps that is what you call Devil Fruits here; quite an ironic spin upon names." He slowly rose his adjacent hand up and began to explain. "If what you and I are speaking are the same, then these 'fruits' you call from deities is a rather strange phenomena. I have not seen many myself, but they appear to grow in strange ways." His eyes narrowed as a mental picture formed of a Devil fruit. "These strange fruits bestow unique powers to those that consume them. I have only heard tales of their stories and encountered a few." He spoke casually as he looked towards the two of them. He took his cigarette back to his mouth and slowly inhaled, exhaling slowly once more.

He sighed out a cloud of smoke as he watched the two who seemed weary of him. He was careful not to make sudden movements. Yet he stayed calm with one hand in his pocket and a cigarette held between his index and middle finger. His posture was relaxed, as his body seemed fluid. He didn't seem too interested in the conversation at hand yet he seemed to have a mild interest look to his eyes. Mainly, his perception kept focused upon the entirety of the area around him. The orange hair was subtly weary of the things that were around them. However, he had kept his focus fully upon the area around them. The woman had been able to sneak up to him to a degree, he should have been more careful. He was now watching her with haki which was most likely not apparent to her. Still, he noticed some small movements but kept his body relaxed just in case of sudden movements.

His interest became peaked when the bird began to fly towards him in a non threatening manner. However, the woman quickly grasped at the bird and then quickly hushed them. Trevelyan simply looked onwards for a moment. "Perhaps it is none of my business but what monsters are you referring to?" He said as his eyes narrowed slightly. He lowered his cigarette for a moment before taking an exaggerated bow. He placed one hand curved over his abdomen and another behind his back, much like they would do at a theater. "It is improper of me to not introduce myself, I am Trevelyan D. Devereux". After he spoke his name he rose up to a standing position. "It is a pleasure to meet you miss? And Mr.?" He spoke as his eyes trailed from the woman towards the child.
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Tendou wandered the forests of Little Garden, still despondent over what had happened earlier. It had seemed like a nice day, what with the sun shining, the birds chirping, and even getting to meet an interesting new person. That person, in the form of Isao Hinogami, a pirate of some reknown, had been more than happy to have a discussion about life, and what had brought them both to this island in the first place. For Isao, it had been surviving the chaos of Osula and the mess that had ensued, then following his captain, a man named Trevelyan, whom Isao had been keen on introducing Tendou to. He'd even give an exacting description of the man, from the top of his orange hair, down to the rather unusual weapon he carried, a spatula of all things.

Tendou had been happy to indulge the man, listening to the story and even sharing a bit of his own. They had commiserated on the follies of their past, joked about adventures, and had been on the path to being good friends, until the dinosaurs showed up. There had been several of them, being driven on by rather ragged looking pirates. The hook clawed beasts had been whipped onwards, pouncing on Tendou and Isao from the treeline, followed by their chain and manacle wielding pirate handlers. Tendou had been able to ignore the blows of their slashing claws and whirling chains, but Isao had been forced to run, and had apparently thought that a nearby lake would provide respite from the animals. Much to Tendou's surprise and consternation, Isao had never re-emerged from the water, and having eaten a Devil's Fruit, he couldn't very well go in after him.

After summarily destroying the two pirates and watching their pets run for the trees, Tendou made his way back to Isao's camp, and quickly found the remains of a Devil Fruit. The only logical answer was that Isao had consumed it and not known exactly what that entailed. Cleaning up the site, he decided to wait around the site, hoping that Isao's captain or companions would stop by the site sometime soon. It seemed like the least he could do to let them know what had transpired.

Spotting a shock of orange hair through the trees, Tendou decided that it was worth a look, and after a short teleport, he beheld a man who could only be Trevelyan, matching the departed's description down to the spatula and propensity to constantly smoke. There appeared to be a native woman with him, but overall the man was for the most part alone. Stepping from the underbrush, Tendou approached with caution, as he didn't know how the man would take the news. "Are you Trevelyan? I recently met a comrade of yours, and then we ended up in an unfortunate situation, which kind of led to him drowning.....I realize exactly how bad that sounds, but please hear me out." Raising his hands in a nonthreatening manner and indicating the direction of the camp, Tendou motioned for Trevelyan to follow him while he explained. "Your friend Isao was having a conversation with me when we were both assaulted by some pirates and their rather nasty dinosaur pets. I was able to escape harm, but Isao jumped in a lake to avoid the raptors, and apparently he couldn't swim. I can't either or I'd have gone in after him, but he told me that he wanted me to meet you, so I figured that you'd be the type of person who would rather hear how this all happened than having to find it yourself. If you'd follow me back over here I can show you everything that happened."
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Back on the sandy seashore of little garden, the fight between the pirate twins and the seemingly coupled up duo where continuing their fight, leaving the two twins yet again showed up by how slow they where, Max's attacks my of not done so much to them, but clearly his speed alone was enough to kick them about, leaving them annoyed and frustrated on the floor, "Oi Boris, I have a plan." "oh? please tell Bruce" the two whispered to each other, grinning sickenly to one another, then, the most unexpected thing happened, as one of the twins grabbed the other, span around and threw the other towards max, whiles in mid air, Bruce wiped out a pistol and began to shot at Max, hoping he would at least hit him with surprise bullets or have him be crushed by his own wright.

Whiles that was happening, with all his might, Boris ran towards Coralia, drawing out a net in attempt to catch her with it "come ere little missy!" he would yell out as the big brute prepared him self to grab her along with the net, the net was made of hard steel, judging by the quality of the net, it would take a lot more then a iron sword or brute strength to break out of it.

Meanwhile in the jungle!

The woman looked at Trevelyan as he began to talk about the secret fruit that they knew as, the fruit of the gods, browning slightly as he explained to her how he knows them as devil fruits and how much he knows about them, "Devil fruit? how you say it makes it sound that they come from an evil place, no, how our tribe thinks is that they come from the gods, powers bloomed from the tree of gifts, they say that once eaten, they grant a power like no other and become the gods choosen worrior's" she spoke in absolute belief, like nothing could shake her faith.

It was then Trevelyan asked about the monsters, the little sparrow flew up on to it's mothers shoulder as her expression on her face turned to sadness, "the monsters... they are..." just before she could explain the orange haired man bowed down and started to introduce him self, raising an eyebrow, she thought that this was a very odd behavior and simply showed a crooked smile in an awkward manner, but just before she could say anything, she suddenly pounced back with her spear in hand as another unknown figure approached, this man had mid length and spiky black hair, well built and seemed very intimidating, the woman growled as a warning "another step and I'll impale you stranger!" where were all these strangers coming from? was he with the orange haired guy? who knew, all the woman was concerned about was protecting her child and the tribe.

Meanwhile, back at the village!


Cynthia removed her word from the ground and returned it to her scabbard, looking at the village leader with a cold stare, the old man returned the look, narrowing his eyes "I don't know what you want from us..." he replied in a cold manner, Cynthia simply grunted and started to walk away "if you can't help your self's, then I'll do it for you" the village leader sat there in silence, allowing her to walk away, maybe he knew that there was nothing she could do and simply allowed her to walk to her death, or maybe there was still a glimpse of hope and was too afraid to grasp for it.

a few moments past however as Cynthia walked deeper into the forest, lost no doubt, but kept walking regardless, that was until she felt a familiar presence, focusing on it she looked in the direction of where the presence was coming from, could it be him? she walked in the same direction until she arrived at the distention, there, there he stood, the orange haired man that aided them back on Sky island, he stood there, alive.. "so, you're alive, Trevelyan" she spoke out in relief as she looked towards the orange haired man, beside him however stood a black-haired stranger and a tribal looking woman with a small bird on her shoulder, she didn't know who this man was but this woman, she most of came from the village she left just a few moments ago.
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Trevelyan stood composed with his hands in his pockets as he arose from his more casual introduction. It seemed as though the woman did not introduce herself and he looked upon her with her rather awkward smile. He paid it no attention though, his laid back and casual attitude was ever prevalent on his face; the white stick hanging loosely from the corner of his lips as it emitted the faint gray color. His eyes narrowed in a slight manner as he inspected the woman's demeanor and evaluated her statement. His dark green eyes scanned her expression as he spoke, but he did not keep a keen eye on her, no. Rather the way he shifted his body and held himself told a lot about him. His hands were no longer in his pockets and he felt the weight of her words with her 'divine' faith. The chef had encountered many fruits before but perhaps the 'devil fruits' were oddly named, though truthfully he wasn't sure where the name originated from. His eyes became more keen upon the woman as she spoke about these 'monsters' Trevelyan lowered his head a bit and to the right, attempting to listen to what she had to say.

Suddenly however, he noticed her shifting quickly. He had only seen a flicker of bright light; A laser!? Here? Those mechanical monsters again?" Trevelyan quickly reached into his right pocket as he attempted to step back. Shit! I won't make it in time! He thought to himself. However, upon further inspection, he noted that the beam was going to stop short. Trevelyan caught himself, slowly taking his hand from his pocket. It was strange, the way the man had 'warped' here. The ability looked like something he had seen only once before back on Cactus; it couldn't be. As the man slowly began to come into view, he was met by the stare of the orange hair. He seemed cautious of him, but relaxed, feeling his lack of intent. "Aye, I am indeed Trevelyan" He responded to the man. His tone was rather serious, it was due to the hyper focus he was exerting when speaking to this woman; he had to calm down. There was something about this man that made him nervous. It wasn't so his abilities than the nervousness he seemed to have; much like setting off an explosion or jumping from a large height.

It was slow, but the man's heart rate began to increase suddenly. He felt his heart almost beat out of his chest as the black hair slowly began to speak. It felt as though a rush of some sort took over Trevelyan. Without realization, the orange stick in Trevelyan's mouth had fallen onto the ground and out of his mouth; a result of his gaping mouth upon this news. Who could it be? Was it Sam? Cynthia? The cigarette at his feet began to slowly simmer down, as the spark of light it once had began to fade. No he said he! It couldn't be. Trevelyan swallowed as though there was a bolus of some sort in his mouth. The cigarette beneath his feet was weakly lit, no longer showing signs of much light. Isao! Trevelyan thought the flicker on the cigarette went out. He realized the man was beginning to speak, Trevelyan focused with the best of his ability, yet his face was riddled with shock.

With his right foot, he stepped out, coincidentally stepping on his former tobacco stick. "Where is he? Are you sure about this?" Trevelyan seemed rather disgruntled, his calm demeanor was more frantic. He was more panicked and didn't seem to be thinking clearly."Which way?!" He said as he stepped out he felt the weightlessness of the strings around his neck. There was a flash of people through his mind, a beautiful woman, a little dwarf girl, and a smiling young child. "Show me!" he seemed to roar. It was only a moment, but his attention turned towards someone approaching from the jungle. He let out a sigh as his heart clenched seeing whom it was. His mind flashed back to when her and the Isao first came and walked out from the ship. "Cynthia...." he said her name clearly. It was like he was shocked back into his 'normal' state. He struggled to swallowing, his face was obviously disgruntled as he looked towards the ground. "Isao...is dead."

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