At Storm's End (Flame/Sqash)

[Flame]

In through the nostrils, out through the mouth, in through the nostrils, out through the mouth. He breathed in a quiet rhythmic way letting his chest rise and fall calmly. The exhaustion of the days of flight followed by the fighting had gotten to Kano finally. Once he had laid down, Oliver coming over to curl up calmly in his lap the pair had quickly turned fast asleep. Or at least Kano had for the time being, the soft sound of rain lulling him away.

His eyes opened to the view of a young girl leaning over him and his feline friend her arm reaching out carefully as if to pet Oliver. He opened his mouth letting out a long breath. The girl glanced over immediately locking eyes with the fireworks fool. "If you'd like to pet him," his words were a whisper. "Now's the time." He said with a smile trying to make a gesture with his hand that was in fact hard for the girl to notice. But she took the words as enough a smile widening across her face. Stretching her arm forward once again she tentatively brought her fingers to Oliver's rested head.

The cat's golden glasses opened wide at the feeling of her running her thin nails against his furry flesh. This time it was his turn to lock eyes with Kano who simply nodded towards the girl, he was not the one doing the scratching. Oliver's head turned as he did the girl's finger running against his ear lobe. The cat twisted at the feeling giving a purring delight. Kano laughed at this as he pushed himself up to a sitting position.

He watched with a smile as the girl tamed Oliver with a quick and feisty hand. His eyes turned about the cabin looking to the marines still piled drowsing atop each other in the corner. Then the boy's ears flicked, his bloody irises glancing upwards. The rain, the sound of its patter on the deck had stopped. Kano smiled the storm seemed to have all but passed based on the sound. Which meant, new adventure ahead. Well that and more importantly the marine vessel heading their way to relieve their beleaguered allies. Kano grinned, All the better.

[The Prettiest Squish]

She wrapped the bandages around her right arm, securing the gauze tightly until it formed a pale sleeve. The scars burnt slightly as she fastened the fabric to her skin but she continued on. Rémi then donned her indigo jacket before staring at herself in the mirror. Her fingers pulled at various places, testing the strength of the cloth and ensuring it wouldn't rip. Outside her door, a rough but gentle voice came knocking, "You patched up the suit?'

Her head turned back quickly. It was the man from before, the father of the girl whom she rescued earlier that day. The woman nodded and returned to the reflection. "Yeah. I mean, I did make the outfit myself so I should also know how to fix it up." She posed some more before finding the patch job satisfactory and smiling at her work. Her uniform for battle was repaired; she was ready for showtime.

As she walked to the doorway, Rémi picked up her swords lying on the bed beside her. The father at the entrance stepped aside sheepishly and held his head down. The two walked together down the hall, with the gal obviously leading the way while the old man followed. She slightly turned back and inquired, "Anything else you need to say besides applauding that I'm a decent seamstress?" The father stammered for a while and barely let out a few coherent words while they traveled.

Eventually, Rémi arrived at the end of the main corridor where the suite full of their Marine prisoners were being held. She expected Kano was sleeping in there, boring the soldiers to death with his wit and charm. Her eyes rolled preemptively to prepare for his inevitable trademark laughs. She prepared to knock on the door when finally the man mustered enough strength to speak his mind, "Thank you..." With that, he left the sword girl standing alone to process the gesture. Rémi watched him leave with an arduous haste then grinned with one side of her lips once she saw him disappear. What a shy old dude.

Returning to reality though, her fist knocked against the door, "Kano, get up." 

Her voice reverted to its grim, dull tone, "We're through the storm."

[Flame]

A pair of knocks rang off of wood distracting Kano from the cute scene that was playing out in front of him. It was followed quickly by Remi's voice she'd identified the same thing that he had. The storm was up, day had returned, which meant they were coming. Reaching up he disturbed the girl as she pet Oliver. Her eyes glanced over to him for a moment. "Oliver get off." Kano said in a light tone. The cat flicked an ear at him stopping his momentary fall to the pleasure of an ear scratch.

Climbing onto all fours Oliver jumped off Kano's chest in the opposing direction of the girl who'd been enjoying his company. Between them the fool rose to his full height, his arms outstretched he yawned out to the world. "A good nap!" He stretched his legs out as well for a moment before moving deckward. As he did he passed unconscious marine bodies still piled up. Heading out of the main cabin Kano came up onto deck.

The air was still fresh with the smell of the storm. The waters were still a bit rocky, but the rain was good the winds dying down. The sun shone down from the sky, Kano smiled he loved it when it was like this. "What a wonderful day!" He turned his attention to the fore of the ship. His eyes spied out towards the horizon looking for any sign of the ship. None. Well hopefully they'd be here soon. Kano was still feeling the need for a bigger challenge yet.

[The Prettiest Squish]

Funny enough, despite Rémi's rude awakening of the boy and his cat, she didn't bother to stick around for him to follow. As soon as she could hear the tumbling of his body coming awake, she sighed and left for the deck to gain a better view of the situation. To her surprise, the sunlight poured in through the stairway as she rose up the steps. Her time spent in the ship's lower level was rather gloomy and dark considering the storm but with that gone, the sun conquered the skies now. And consequently, the girl's vision took a hit. "Motherfucker, that's bright!!" The sword gal squinted and grimaced as she ran into the blinding scene.

She blinked a few times before finally adjusting to the brightness. Soon enough, the ocean came into clear view as the sky's typical azure shone down on the ship. Rémi exhaled with slight relief, yet still hesitant to relax considering what was ahead of them. From behind, Kano arrived to survey the area for himself. In his usual positive self, the oaf remarked what a wonderful day it was, though she hoped he was joking and hadn't forgotten the future threat. If anything, she felt a reminder wouldn't hurt as the woman still couldn't trust that head of his.

"What a day it is, Boomboy. I expect you still remember we have company coming?" She then copied Kano's initiative and looked to the horizon with sharpened senses. The sea was barren of any living souls, at least for now. 

[Flame]

Her question hardly needed answering, but if she wanted it so much. Kano brought his hands together slamming a fist into his palm. "Who could forget. A ship full of marines to fight!" He said with the widest of grin plastered upon his face. His head turned left and right, yeah he was excited, he'd been burning for another fight ever since he knew they were coming. The most recent one had hardly been a challenge, the last marine he'd fought who'd been interesting was Master-chan. The Commander was hardly even comparable to her.

"Hopefully they get here soon, cause there's no sign on them on the horizon." He said pointing out ahead of the ship. Before them the clear blue of the open Grand Line spread out quietly before them. Kano shrugged his shoulders, nowhere to be seen as far as he could tell. "How fast even are mari-" His voice stopped as a symphony of booms roared in the distance. Kano's eyes widened as he turned about.

Feet twisting and turning beneath his feet he ran up the rear deck. Geysers of water crashed to the left and right of their cruise liner as cannonballs sunk besides them. Fountains of water sprayed the air as Kano climbed to the top wiping his arms dry on his hoodie as he did.

His eyes squinted and narrowed as he looked to their rear. There in the shadows of the storm edge with the rays of light starting to drive onto them was the warship. Four pillars of smoke bloomed from its bow as it made it out of the store. They were firing a good distance with solid accuracy. "The Marines!" Kano exclaimed with glee.

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"Sir are you sure?" The marine petty officer double checked with his superior. "There are civilians aboard, it's still a cruise liner." He looked up to the burly man wearing the jacket of a marine officer. "The confirmation was the Wild Spark and Remi Dermott correct?" The non com nodded his head. "Then as justice demands petty officer." The officer said with the assured voice of one committed to his cause.

The marine turned forward, "FIRE AT WILL!" A second volley of cannonballs flung themselves roaring from the large guns at the front of the ship.

[The Prettiest Squish]

"You're kidding me...They're shooting at innocents?!"

Rémi's fingers wrapped around the railing as her body leaned off the ship; her stormy eyes peered toward the Marine vessel in the distance. The woman clenched her jaw and rubbed her teeth against each other, exposing the gums and folding her skin back in a snarl. Though she wore gloves, it became increasingly obvious by the grip of her fists that her knuckles were most likely white from the tension. "Unbelievable. This is what they call Justice. These...these hypocrites." A bulging vein popped from her forehead.

"Ahhh! What's going on!?"
"Oh my goodness, are they shooting at us? What have we done!"
"It's those pirates! Oh we should've known better than to side with them!"

Rémi turned around to face the guests coming out of the ship. Most of them flinched and cowered probably due to the furious expression on her face. Nevertheless, the sword girl felt too much rage running through her to just suddenly feign kindness. She reached back and unlatched her silver sword. The parents grabbed their children and hid them behind their legs. "W-what are you planning to do to us? Hold us hostage?" The cyan sword simply stared at them all for a short while before turning back to the Marine ship and swinging her sword with both hands. A cleaver of gust launched out of the claymore and flew away from the cruise ship.

In the horizon, cannonballs came ripping through the air with theirs cores aimed straight for the wanted criminals. As they soared, a sharp whisper collided with two of the incoming balls and split them both entirely. The split missile slowed to a halt just before exploding midair into a thousand fragments. 

Back on the ship, Rémi stomped her foot and raised her sword into the air. Her eyes widened with grey lightning in those stormy irises of hers. "We are not the enemy! The enemy opens fire on you with no regard for your lives! Stop living like sheep and decide for yourselves!" She lowered the claymore once the civilians began to grow silent and she turned back to Kano with a rather bashful pout. 

"Hey...so. They'll probably stay away a good distance and keep firing at us. I don't feel like drowning on a cruise today so...If you don't mind, would you mind...flying us there?"

[Flame]

Kano raised his arms, two hands rising to the air disappeared in a blink. His red eyes narrowed sharpening their vision before him. The fool was an idiot in many things, but there were a few things he was not. Astronomy was one, maths another, but most of all, Kano was a self-proclaimed and evident combat genius. Rockets! Two capped fireworks shot from each arm flying into the air before them. Accelerating with speed they both crashed into an incoming cannonball some ten meters from the stern of the ship. Explosions rocked where they hit pushing the ship onward.

But Kano's attention was turned still toward the ship itself. If they were fine with bombardment, then the Wild Spark would have to go to them. And it seemed he wasn't the oldest one who wanted to go to the marines for the reckoning. He turned glancing at Remi for a moment and looking her over. How she said it, he laughed slightly at her tentative choice of wording. It seemed very unlike the girl. "Aye if you'd like. Get on!" He pointed to his back. It took a moment but soon she was there.

Remi's arm wrapped around his neck, her body pressed up against his back, her breath in the back of his head. Shifting his weight slightly he swung his arms under her to push the girl farther up his back. "Should be fun, first time I've had a human passenger." He said with a smile jumping up with both of his feet. "Hold on tight, I'm gonna need some extra thrust for this."

"Oh and watch the legs!"

Rather than his legs as he'd normally do Kano's whole lower body disappeared cutting out somewhere around the groin. Appearing from the bottom of his body was the large bottom of a rocket. Rocketman! As he called it, heat burned out of it pushing them airward. His two arms swung out to either side two smaller rockets firing off from where his hands had once been. His stabilizers as he dealt with the increased weight upon him.

The girl on his back, the wind on his face, and the enemy before her Kano laughed hysterically pushing himself towards the marine vessel. The cannonade rang out again and Kano focused as he accelerated towards the warship before him. Hmm, they needed to stop those balls, guess he only had once choice. "You're going to have to let go for a second so I can deal with those. Ready?" He didn't listen for an answer. A few explosions roared from beneath his abs sending Kano flying upwards as he dislodged his passenger for a moment by flinging her skyward.

Kano ground to a halt in midair. Turning his attention before him he spotted out the incoming cannonballs. Accelerating forward again he smiled before widening his mouth. Right then, with his arms as stabilizers he spun them sending his own body into a spin. His mouth opened wide before him "Bawwage!!!!!" Four bottle rockets flew out aimed to take down the cannonballs incoming.

Now ... he noticed Remi tumbling back down. With the acceleration of rockets at his side, it'd be an easy catch. Kano flew at her with speed. Losing one of his stabilizers he reached out. "Grab on!" His plan was simple grab her by the arm and sling her back onto his back and head onward. Simple and easy to execute! He reached out to grasp her hand.

[The Prettiest Squish]

"Hold on a sec, what do you mean let me GOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!??" It was at this moment Rémi knew she fucked up.

The woman flew into the air from the thrust of Kano's swing. Her eyes bugged out as she desperately tried to cling onto anything for support but to no avail while she flailed in the air. Within seconds of her upwards ascent, gravity took over and the girl felt her body starting to return back to earth. With poise she called to Kano, "WHAT HAVE YOU DOOOONE!??" Below her, she heard the sound of bombs and explosions firing off in a rapid series of fiery mayhem. And she began to wonder just why she suggested this crazy idea in the first place.

A short time passed however and the sword girl could see Kano's figure approaching at rocketing speeds. She snarled her teeth with exasperation and growled to herself, "Kanooo!" His hand extended out to her and she began to thin herself out to increase the skydiving speed. Rémi had half a mind to wind up a knuckle sandwich for him letting her go so unexpectedly but assumed that would only result in him dropping her a second time. She fell faster and faster until their hands finally interlocked.

The lad's launch slowed for a moment due to the sudden force of a bulky, brawny woman dragging him down. But the rockets on his legs proved powerful enough that he calmly hooked her arm around and swung her body back into place, with both her limbs wrapped around his scrawny little neck. As Rémi shifted back into a somewhat comfortable position, she eyed his thin little throat for a second, Oh I could choke you right now, you son of a bitch. Fortunately for him, she did not give in to the pressure. Instead Rémi growled audibly and squeezed her chest tighter against him, in case he thought of doing it again to humor her. "Maybe a warning next time, genius!?"

[Flame]

His hand stretched forth, at the feeling of another's touch, Remi's touch. Finger's wrapping around the hand he pulled it taut. Weight grasped at his shoulder and the power of the rockets beneath his body roared as they fought the additional weight. He took a deep breath, in a fast exhale he reversed their downward trajectory back upwards. Strength pulled through his arm as he grasped hard. "Hmmm ..."

He grumbled to himself, his free hand twisted beneath him. A soft explosion sounded from it as Kano generated enough torque to fling Remi back atop him. Kano laughed as her arms grasped about him, even more so as she made her complaint to him. "I did give you warning." He said with a shrug. "I even asked if you were ready!"

Not awaiting a response he turned his eyes forward to the fast approaching shift. The cannons weren't shifting at all, they still aimed for the cruise liner it seemed. Well no worries, they'd just have to make it before the next volley fired. The rocket at his lower body turned off for a moment as Kano replaced it with an even stronger one. Acceleration hit and they rocketed forward at speed. The wind battered Kano's face pulling back the corners of his mouth as he looked forward. Vaguely the sounds of the word 'Faster' sprung from his mouth not that it was very audible.

Hmm the marine ship is awfully close. Better stop! The realization of distance closing was a little late of course on the fool's part. Nearly upon the ship at the moment, a full stop would be needed. And who ever wanted to slow down slowly. The tips of his spread lips widened as he smiled. Full stop! All burners on his body turned off his legs returning to him. With the acceleration air resistance pushed him straight up almost immediately. Four explosions at his limbs were timed to prevent him from spinning out.

Unfortunately his passenger forgotten, did not mean inertia forgot her. The speed he cut off for himself didn't leave her, her arms slipped their noose about him as it sent her flying over his head towards the deck of the ship.

Blasts below his feet kept him floating as he watched the swordswoman hurtle towards the deck of the ship. His neck was cricked from the weight had just knocked it forward but he looked down on the ship before him. "Let's do this marines!" He declared, two arms showing out before him. "DOUBLE ROCKETS!!!" A pair of rocket shells fired out towards the cannnon crews at the front. He laughed maniacally as he dived down to follow them.

[The Prettiest Squish]

"Not agaaaaain!!!" She swung her arms around like a dysfunctional bird mimicking a butterfly stroke. The wind slapped her face as she passed the first mast of the ship. Miraculously, her spastic body fit through the narrow slit found between the sails and the sword girl continued to fly until her luck ran out and her body crashed comfortably into the second wooden tower. A soft oomph accompanied her impact and the black coated fiend dropped to the ground in an ungraceful descent. 

Crash! Rémi groaned as her body lied with all four limbs stretched out. She sat up almost immediately while rubbing the back of her head then turned around to glare at that arse of an arsonist flying in the background. When this is over, I will cut your manhood off and feed it to the sharks! As she seethed inside, the boy in question shot off his missiles toward the cannons and laughing as he did so. Rémi cringed and growled, The Sea Kings...I'll feed it to the Sea Kings. She put her anger aside for just a moment in order to find her footing on this foreign vessel. The woman dusted off her strikingly dark jacket and jumped with surprise once she realized her vicinity had been compromised by men in white.

Rémi rose her hands in the air as if to surrender. "Uhhh. Surprise?" She grinned halfheartedly while the Marines surrounded her at every angle. One of the soldiers in front of her shouted with a commanding voice, "She's one of the pirates who took down Commander Bacon and his men, do not lower your guard for a second!" For obvious reasons, the cyan sword couldn't help but stifle a laugh. She bit her lip down to suppress it but all it did was cause her cheeks to balloon with red. Wait, that guy Kano burnt to a crisp was actually named Bacon!? Are you serious? HAHAHA!!! A tear ran down her face as the men around her murmured to themselves with confusion. Again, that same voice called to action, "Well what are you waiting for? Charge the intruder!!"

The crowd erupted and without hesitation, they all swarmed her just like the men on the cruise had done. Rémi's laughing fit ceased with a delighted sigh as her raised up hands quickly reached for the swords behind her. Holy shit, this might actually be a fun time after all! 

[Flame]

The two fireworks shells crashed into the deck of the warship exploding in an inferno of fire sending the cannon crews scrambling. In their aftermath Kano flew down landing at the base of the ship in the cloud of smoke. He hit the ground at a roll before skidding back up to his feet as the smoke cleared. Grand scorch marks marred the wooden flooring but it was neither broken nor were the cannons damaged.

With the smoking clearing the marines eyed the singular son standing upon the foredeck cleared of marines by the explosions. The question of his arrival forgotten they noticed only his skinny look and the bagginess of his clothes so they charged. "Let's get emm!!!!" Kano laughed at their arrival, his hands rose to aim at either stairwell. "Come if you dare!" He taunted as fireworks shell replaced either hand. Cackling he fired off one in either direction. Balls of flame erupted on either stairwell. The marine soldiers fled back, the words 'Devil Fruit user' called out numerous times. "Hmph"

In a moment of clarity he looked to the cannons, they'd need to be spiked. Or, he paused glancing at the ground for a moment. Could just down the ship. A wild grin hit his face, first he'd need a way into the center of the ship. That meant, his hand faced down, the whole forearm disappeared. "Oh god what's he doing??" His arm turned into a large metal drill, threading spinning, and sparkling. "Shoot him!!!"

Kano barely paid attention as he touched his spinning drill to the deck. Splinters of wood began to fly as it touched down. "I'll take the Spark. You take the swordswoman." "Commodore!" The fiery fool pressed deeper feeling the deck crumple beneath his attention. In a blink his drill disappeared, forced from his arm and replaced by an extended foot. He eyed it, following it to the body of a burly trapezoid of a man standing before him. A white cloak rolled with the wind as the drill exploded off the bow of the ship. "This is my ship. I'd prefer you not destroy it, pirate."

The fiery bombshell stared up at the Commodore. A fierce grin roared to the fore of his face. "I'd like to see you try and stop me!"

[The Prettiest Squish]

"Croix Rosé!!"

A blast of air sliced through the first wave of Marines like a hot knife through butter. Rémi did not intend on starting lightly even if her prey were lowly recruits. Her swords lied at her side as she grinned at the work she did; a straight path of a dozen men were cut down in front of her. 

A voice called out from the second wave and a company of troops marched forward armed with rifles. The sword girl grinned with excitement. Oh, they brought guns to a sword fight! How cute! She faced them fearlessly and made a mad sprint with both blades spinning in her view like propellors. The men locked their sights on her and pulled the triggers. Rémi grinned then jumped up just in time to hear the gunshots. The bullets ran past her feet as her body soared into the air, the momentum of her dash took her towards the Marines who were now forced to re-aim their shots. "Oh crap! Oh crap!"

Cyan hair fluttered in the wind as she twisted herself into a swirl. "Not so fast now!!" Rémi landed with one knee as both claymores shot out and slashed the armed Marines in one fell swoop. They flew away with their chests spewing red all over the wooden deck of the ship. Fellow infantry squirmed when their comrades fell to the floor beside them. The sword girl however did not wait for their permission to engage and immediately moved in to hack and slash some more. She faced another six or seven swordsmen distracted by the bloody bodies of their brethren. Now was her chance. "Pink Cleaver! Seul Rosé"! Her right arm hacked forward and sent a crescent shaped razor of air toward the unsuspecting privates. "Gotcha!" she cried out with confidence.

But before the gale could strike the men down, a second bladed breath burst from the side out of nowhere and crashed into the sword girl's own, dispelling the attack and saving the Marines from harm. Rémi's eyes widened. She slowed her dash to a halt and looked on with a perplexed face. "What was...Who did that?" The recruits in front of her shook in their boots and look to the one who saved them. Their faces brightened as they jumped up to cheer.

"O-oh my gosh! It was the Captain!"
"Captain Miura! He saved us!!"

The grey eyed girl slowly adjusted her glare and searched for the interceptor. There on the ledge above the deck, stood a man donned in that cursed coat of Justice, sipping a cup of tea while sheathing his katana. She squinted with suspicion. That's the guy who stopped my Seul Rosé? The woman gazed at him some more and watched as he finished his innocuous sip. The coated man cleared his throat. "Apologies. You appeared to be having so much fun. But I just remembered I have a job to do." Rémi clutched the handles of her blades with caution. She didn't like him already.

[Flame]

The marine was burly and strong, the muscles probably made him weigh more than twice his own weight. He was clearly bigger standing two heads at least higher than Kano who considered himself fairly tall. "Of course I will. Such is justice." He said with a certainty matched only by Kano's own in victory.

First a test of power, so often expectation had not matched reality. Kano's hand shot out grasping at the man's ankle. He caught it, the weight of it trying to pull itself back into place nearly pulled him off balance but Kano pulled on it. His second arm drawn back and twisted he swung forward. Starting off easy, an old favorite of his, "Meteor Smash." His hand slammed into the marine's gut. Abs like iron greeted him as Kano's punch spun to hit home. The marine glanced down for a moment. "That's it?" He asked calmly.

"Hardly." Kano responded with a grin. The marine despite being pulled forward held firm at his balance. Fundamentals, they were there, good. Kano smiled. The marine began to shift, "Overcharge Shell!" A fireworks shell replaced his hand and he pressed the cold metal against the marine officer. The man looked down grimacing as the pair were engulfed in an inferno of flames. The officer was knocked back towards the main deck.

Kano came in hot pursuit, jumping airborne he brought his arm back a new fireworks shell took its place. With a twist of his upper body he punched forward the fireworks shell flying forward to where he expected the marine to "Come now." The voice spoke from in the air above him. "Fall you fool." Something solid, a leg probably slammed against Kano's back sending him cannoning into the deck his body smashing against it.

He blinked, how the hell did that man get behind him.

[The Prettiest Squish]

"Sword company, charge!" At the Captain's command, the swordsmen who Rémi just tried to cut charged at her with reckless abandon. The girl clicked her tongue with frustration, she wanted to get a better look of this smug prick but her sword was needed elsewhere and she looked away to settle these greenhorns coming at her. The troops gave a heroic battle cry as they wildly swung their steel at her. Rémi, who faced more skillful competition before, simply bounced the violent strokes away with her dual wielding arms.

She gave a slight glance back at the Captain sipping his tea on the ledge. Pretentious ass. I'll show you what I can do. Her twin claymores crossed together and collected all of the Marine blades at the intersection. The men squealed with shock. The young woman however sneered with vanity, "Yeaaaah, pretty awesome, huh?!" Her voice sang to the frightened fools in front of her but the attention was clearly meant for the drinker just above. Rémi looked again to check if he was impressed at all with her prowess but the man's face looked away in the direction of fireworks. He's watching Kano and not me!? That bastard!! She wondered which male she was exactly referring to with that comment but it hardly mattered. 

Just then, the grinding of steel brought her mind back to the matter at hand and she faced the swordsmen desperately trying to cut through her defense. She scoffed at their endeavors, "Are you kidding me?" They flinched in unison. Rémi growled and squeezed the handles of her swords so tightly that the sensation in her fingers began to numb. "You privates are a waste of my time! Now get out of my sight if you know what's good for you!!" She pulled back, allowing the Marines to stumble as their arms went too far forward. As they lost their balance, the busty brute then pushed with her feet firmly planted to the ground and sent them all tumbling backwards in a pile. 

Rémi sighed with exasperation and spun around with black and silver blades at her sides. She rose the tip of the silver claymore at this Captain Miura and gnarled through clenched teeth, "Hey, fancy boy. I thought you said you had a job to do. So quit spectating the sparkler show and come at me, you smug fuck." The man in the white coat chuckled as he held the teacup in his hand. He looked back at the criminal challenger with lazy eyes and a slight grin. With his full attention captured, Rémi smiled back in her own devilish way. "Oh look, he can hear me now." 

The Captain gently exhaled through his nose then knelt to set his cup of tea down. The girl watched him stand back up slowly with the speed of a sloth. She began to seriously question if this was really the man who stopped her air slash before. As if reading her thoughts, the officer opened the middle of his coat and showed off his katana tucked inside a conservative wooden scabbard. He cleared his throat. "My apologies, criminal. It was my mistake to believe you could appreciate the gift of a few minutes of life. I understand you now. And I will grant what you desire." And with the swiftest flicker of his hand, with a blur so fast Rémi barely had time to register, the man slashed forward and sent a pale gale of wind directly at her face. 

[Flame]

Exhale, Kano's hand pressed against the floor of the deck levering himself up onto his knees. "Oof" A shine in his periphery caught his attention. Both of his feet exploded in a quick blast sending him tumbling heels over head. A long silver blade crashed into the ground where his torso had once been. "Where's the honor in that." He asked curiously as he looked at the marine Commodore who stood above him blade in hand.

"All that justice requires is victory."

The Commodore raised his blade again. Kano tilted his head back his mouth opening to face his enemy. A hedgehog of bottle rockets appeared from it launching out immediately at the marine. The man jumped airborne, Kano's arm were already ready for that. Outstretched and angled at the man two shells flew at him at speed. Got him, trapped in the air the man would- the marine kicked the air going even higher. Red eyes widened, Kano smiled performing a kip-up to get to his feet. "So that's the trick huh ..." He said to himself, not that he needed it.

Hmm if the Commodore wanted to fight with a blade he had two choices, one was simpler, but the other, the other was more fun. It'd also serve another purpose. Yes this was a good choice. Right then, same style, smaller this time. "Sparkler Blades!" He opened his mouth as twin gray iron hilts appeared in his mouth. The Commodore blinked for a moment confused but quickly he caught on. Diving downwards he headed towards Kano with his katana held out above him.

"Seigi no Men!"

"As if!" The crash of metal on metal rang as the Commodore's katana crashed into two crossed thin straight swords. Both a dull gray, burnished by the crackle of sparkler which wound about the blade. Held slightly above Kano's head their cross holding against the katana as it tried to split Kano's skull. Stepping to the side the fool allowed a change in his wrist position to send the Commodore's blade down to the right of him, guiding it with the crux of his thinner weapons. With a blast at his feet he disengaged from the Commodore, marines scurried away expecting more explosions as he neared.

Kano fell into a long forgotten stance. Both blades pointed forwards, he smiled. Explosions came from Kano's feet sending him skyward. His blades rose up swinging down in sparkling arcs. "Let's go Marine!"