Post by Fox on Jun 16, 2018 19:41:28 GMT -5
A tall suit of armor strolled leisurely through the streets of Notice Town. The heat, which had been relentless when Wolfric was outside of the armor, was a lot more tolerable inside of it using her Devil Fruit powers. Two large greatswords were strapped to the armor's back as she glanced all around, taking in the city.
"Huh, reminds me of home a bit..."
Wolfric commented in a deep voice too full of menace for such a wistful remark. Her Devil Fruit power had this weird quirk of changing her voice when she was possessing stuff. She sounded way more threatening than she wanted to, but she'd sort of grown to accept it by now. Wolfric glanced back for her crewmates, confused when she didn't see them. Kobei was a slowpoke though...she shook her head. Well, time to get something to eat!
Ducking into a bar so that she didn't hit her head on the doorframe, Wolfric walked up and sat heavily on one of the bar stools. It made a weird sound and groaned a little when she twisted on it. She leaned forward and waved to get the attention of the barkeep. He walked over, looking a little cautiously at this conspicuous armored knight.
"Do you serve food here, pops?" she asked in a low aggressive tone.
The barkeep immediately tensed and glanced around at the bar at large. Wolfric looked to see what he was looking at. She didn't really see anyone out of the ordinary though. She turned back to him as he nodded to her stiffly.
"Yes. I'll get you a menu. Please wait a moment, sir."
At that, Wolfric span around in her seat, making the bar stool screech with agony, and leaned back against the bar. What was taking those slowpokes anyway...?