Mission 33: Smuggling and fools (open to all)

[Farris (Kuro)]

The gallant strong knight upon his noble steed of white stood proud and tall as he rode in to town... and behind him on foot was A scrawny blond haired fellow is gray tights, pink boots, a rainbow shirt and a wide brimmed sky blue had hat with a neon green feather sticking out of it. The man was every thing a swordsman should not be on the physical scale, and the mental scale was questionable as well as he pranced his way in to town with his rapier at his side. This man was the Bounty Hunter known as "The Worst Swordsman In The World" LehohohohoPooPoo! with a paper in his hands He approched the local Marine office to the dismay of the Marines stationed here that need aid. For what ever Job Poopoo took was often made more difficult than it should have been.

"Fear not, for I, LehohohohoPoopoo! Has arrived! Ze evil doerz will surrendar az zoon as ze hear moi is here!" The man said in a France ascent to the marines that were gathered and gave a resounding grown. They couldn't turn the man down as there was a rumor that a "demon" followed Le'poopoo around and struck down any that offended him. None of those present wanted to deal with that thus they reluctantly hired him on while secretly trying to figure a way to get him out of their way.

"Er, LehohohohoPoopoo, maybe you could uh... gather information on where the smugglers are keeping their um,... bootleg Rum! Yeah! Check the Pubs for us!" Some of the hire ranked Marines offered. Le'poopoo smiled with a shining glint to his teeth (sound effects included) and nodded. "Right! Good thinkings, Ze mastermind iz probably wiz ze booze, no?" He said and ran off towards the nearest pub without a second thought.

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(OOC: I will also be adding in Crocodile later for the "smugglers" side of this for those that are interested.)

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In the streets of Athens island, of the market place to be exact a dark shadow flitted amongst the many women shopping in the area. A smile flitted across the face of the man, though not his original purpose this was an important one at that. Walking up to a particularly beautiful women he did a simple thing. Using his hands to create a slight breeze he blew up his skirt, and took a peek underneath it. A shot of blood spurted out of his nose as a fist came slamming down at his face. "PERVERT!!!!" the woman yelled, knocking him down to the ground. Smiling he was ecstatic, yes this man was known as the "Mercenary" Kamio. He was after all while being a mercenary also a pervert.

Getting back up he went back to his original business, his inner pervert had been fulfilled for the time being. As he headed towards the marine HQ on the island he pulled out a small piece of paper that he had obtained earlier in his travels. In the search for work he had found a notice from the World Government offering a substantial reward for the destruction of a smuggling ring on Athens island. Heading over there immediately he had found himself entranced by the area. Stepping into the marine HQ he commented "I'm here to answer your call and help out." Kamio showed them the job sheet that he had obtained. The marines hearing about his earlier exploits hired him on immediately. When Kamio asked if anyone else was on the job they said there was no one else. Wondering why he walked off in search of a lead his pistol spinning on his finger in boredom.

Wondering about where to begin he walked off randomly into town without notifying the marines where they may be able to find him. As he walked he bumped into another running man. With his neon green feather, sky blue hat, and rainbow shirt this man was a real sight to behold. Bowing slightly he said "Sorry."

[Die]

A lone figure strode down the streets of Athens Island. The man wore an open jacket with gray pants and black boots. Perhaps his most identifying feature is not his hat with the large plume or his massive black sword at his back, but his hawk eyes.

He had heard whispers of some smuggling ring going on. Something about illegal rum. Why were the Marines even dealing with something as trivial as rum? No matter, the conflict did not involve him nor did it interest him. He simply stopped by this island because he wanted to take a little break from sailing to wherever it was he was originally sailing for.

That being said, Mihawk grew hungry, and wanted to get something to eat. He stopped by a rather fancy restaurant. He drew looks from everyone in the bar. "It's Hawk-Eyes," they whispered.

"What is a Shichibukai doing here?" more whispers sprouted.

The waiter, knowing full well who he was, instantly found him a seat. And waited for his order. Mihawk did not take very long to order his food, which was chicken marsala with alfredo and simple red wine. As he ate, everyone seemed to go back to whatever conversation they were having. He could overhear talks about the smuggling ring, and a strangely-dressed man with a similarly strange accent.

[Farris (Kuro)]

As LehohohohoPoopoo was on his quest to find Rum smugglers, the marines were more concerned with stopping more serious smuggling, like that of the seastone weaponry and Drugs that were coming into the city. Of course few knew that until they encountered the marines as they were trying to keep things quiet and under-wraps even as they asked for help. The flamboyantly dressed man made for the nearest pub, passing a fancy restaurant and incidentally his opponent in the field of swordplay. Before he could take note of this to challenge him and take his place in the grand destiny his Mommy picked out for him a far more powerful Destiny struck LehohohohoPoopoo in the form on a man named Kamio. The scrawny blond, fell tumbled and skid to a halt as if he had taken some huge blow and landed painfully at the foot of the Restaurant's entrance with a bloody nose. "Owwiieee~... Oh what a powerful person you must be! For moi to be caught un awarez! You are zome Legend, no?" He asked the man who had ran into him as he struggled to pick himself up dramatically.

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The was a small time thing for the Former Shichibukai, just something to make a little money for more important operations really. Crocodile was always whimsical about his goals but sense the war ended and he escaped Impel Down he had decided on what he was going to do next... and for this goal he needed money and to stay out of the limelight. So what better way to do that that organize a smuggling ring with a rookie as the figure head? The best part a bought it is some of the products were even useful to him, and as he opened up a box of new cigars and had one of his new flunkies light it for him, he sat back at his desk in the dimly lit office-like room with a desk. The place had no windows that could be seen and was shrouded in darkness with only a hanging light to illuminate it as much as need be. "Is everything in order for Phase two?" He asked one of his flunkies. "No Sir, Tonten hasn't returned yet." The man replied. The former warlord looked annoyed before standing up. "I'm going out then." He stated and was gone without another word, just a gust of sand. The Flunkie paled already knowing that Tonten was a dead man now...

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The man who had fallen upon contact with him now spoke. "Owwiieee~... Oh what a powerful person you must be! For moi to be caught un awarez! You are zome Legend, no?" His accent only accented his crazy outfit and this man became even more weird as time went on as he tried to get back up. Abashed by this man's compliments he put his hand behind his head and laughed. "Heh, Nahh im a nobody. I am only a beginner in this business there are ones far more powerful than I am. In any case i must go, I'm doing some government work and I need to get to work." Walking off he wondered where the best place to look would be.

Sorting it out in his head he thought to look either in the docks or for a black market. Of the two the docks might be easier to search, so he decided that would be the place to go. Placing his pistol in its holster he wondered if a small wakizashi or simply a combat dagger might work better than his pistol. But in any case that was something he could figure out afterwards. Confident in himself he walked towards the docks trying not to get distracted by the lovely ladies .

[Die]

As he continued to eat his delicious meal, his eyes stared outwards towards the street. The people sitting at the tables between him and the street all appeared to be unnerved, perhaps because they thought he was staring at them. He did not care for their expressed discomfort, as he continued to stare as he ate.

It took a few minutes before the strange flamboyant man passed by the restaurant, and then a few seconds for a disturbance to be caused between him and another man.

"Owwiieee~... Oh what a powerful person you must be! For moi to be caught un awarez! You are zome legend, no?" asked the strangely-accented man. He was the one rumors were going around about. He could not help be show an extremely minute smirk. The man was a complete joke.

Finishing his meal, he paid for the food and tipped the waiter. He left rather abruptly, which seemed to put the other diners at the restaurant at ease. After all, a man of such power with former pirate ties commanded a great presence, especially Mihawk, whose stoic demeanor intimidated many people with just a single glance of his eyes. Once he left, he turned and walked down the street, in the same direction as the French buffoon and the mercenary.

[tsuki]

Sophia was not...one of the most brilliant of people. Anyone who was apart of the marines could tell anyone that. She was child in mind but as sure as hell not in body, she had a rather twisted sense in what was a game and what was serious. She was affectionate to anyone that she knew, except for perhaps Sabre Thorpe, her captain who got double the amount of affection then from anyone else. But because of this, it did not mean that she wasn't a good marine, she had her moments where that childish shedded and showed a woman that was determined and yet very beautiful.

Completely different from the child like persona that they were use to.

So while the people of the city found it odd, that some green haired woman was sitting on cement fence high off the ground, most of the marines were slapping themselves on the forehead, as she seemed to fail the concept of blending in. But then again, they were asking too much from the large-breasted woman.

Standing on her tip toes, Sophia sniffed the air eagerly, before her chocolate brown eyes shined in delight. “Smoke!~” She practically sang out. She recognize that scent anywhere! After all it was one of her favorites. Humming and completely ignoring her ship mates, she jumped off the wall, and headed for the nearest roof. “Smoke, smoke.” She muttered under her breath sniffing in different directions to know where the source was coming from, before taking off for it.

[Farris (Kuro)]

Lehohohopoopoo was not fooled for a moment as he picked himself up off of the ground and listened to the man say he was a no body and a beginner. After all a beginner would not have stood a chance against some one of his great skill... Mommy would have been so proud of him! and his face brightened and started to well-up with tears of pride as well as a longing for the woman in question which he missed dearly. She was safe fare away at home though and he would make her proud! "Oho!? Are you working on ze smuggling caze too? Then let'z us work togezar friend!" He said following after the man that had run into him, unaware of his ultimate goal whom was following only a short distance behind.

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A short ways aware in an alley way a scruffy, thin looking old codger was holding a large leather bound book tightly to his chest. He was sweating and looking feverishly around as he ran through the allies. It was obvious that he was scared of running into someone. The man was not one you'd expect to be involved in anything under handed. He had large round specs was nearly bald save for some white hair around his ears and even less but still som at the lover back of his head. he wore a brown vest a white long sleeved shirt and simple slacks. his shoes were shiny black dress shoes. all in all, he looked like a librarian or a bookkeeper. So then why was he running...?

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The not so patient man that had taken control of the smuggling in Athens was striding down the streets with little care. Most marines he could take care of if the need arose as most of the marines here were weaklings. Crocodile had more important things to do, like track down Tenton, the man hadn't just been late, he wasn't were he was suppose to be. The former warlord knew enough to know when something was up. As he headed away from the docks and farther in land he looked for signs of the man. His search cut short as he noticed something approaching him like a squirrel on coffee and far too much sugar. The former warlord looked mildly interested as he puffed on his expensive cigar...

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((OOC: mmfg . . .Crocodile that'll be tugh ehh . . .))

Kamio listened as the man from earlier caught up to him again and spoke ""Oho!? Are you working on ze smuggling caze too? Then let'z us work togezar friend!" His abnormal accent making it hard to understand what he was saying. After finally piecing together what the strange man had said Kamio laughed heartily. "Well I normally work alone but seeing as you are have also been hired by the government I guess you should come with." he said with a smile as he puffed some smoke out of his cigarette (yeah its not as cool as Crocodile cigar). Sticking his hand out he said "My name is Kamio, just Kamio . .. and you are?" Even while sticking out his gloved hand he continued to walk, the faster he got the job done the better. There were plenty of missus' that could probably use some comfortin if you know what i mean ;D.

His hand fingering his pistol in his other pocket he kept a wary eye out for strangers that didn't look all to friendly or looked suspicious. Though everyone was seemin rather suspicious to Kamio at te moment, well everyone that is except for the ladies. The ladies were just looking sexy, or beautiful , pretty or cute or some combination or permutation [xD nerdness] of the four. Behind him he could see one man who stood out a bit, handling what he could only tell was an extremely expensive cigar was a rather large man sporting a golden hook for a hand and looking even more suspicious than anyone else. And while normally an investigation should be done, it seemed almost obvious to Kamio that this man was a drug lord or something. He had known their types before.

Making a small signal to the man next to him he directed his cigarette at the man walking behind them to tell his companion that this was an enemy. Handling his pistol carefully he tried to aim it without revealing that it was there. Checking once again on the man behind him he hoped he wouldn't kill the man on the spot. It would be good to have someone to question so they could take ut the rest of the smuggling ring. With the docks almost in sight before him his finger went trigger happy unloading a round directly into the man's cigar and possibly his mouth.

The bang startled everyone around him as Kamio cursed to himself. All he could tel was the cigar had a nice hole through it and was no longer giving off smoke. [atleast its not a cuban, it might've gone BOOM]

[Die]

As he continued down the street behind the very strange and brightly dressed man and his apparent cohort, Mihawk turned and moved down another street. The painful sight of that ignorant man-child made him wish he had never come across such filth. As easy as it was to turn down another path, he had forgotten about the the strange man. After all, he was not important enough to remember.

However, as he walked down a different street, a seemingly thin old man crashed right into him. Whatever his reason for running was, he now had to deal with running right into a Shichibukai. Mihawk was pretty much unaffected by the impact. If anything, he hardly felt the force of the impact. Though he was fine, perhaps the same could not be said about the bespectacled man.

A gunshot sounded off around where he had just come from, perhaps someone was fighting part of the smuggling ring he had heard so many rumors about ever since he came near the island's waters. He had also heard about Crocodile being somewhere around the island. The former Shichibukai was a nuisance as it was, but to run into him felt troublesome.

[tsuki]

"Smoke...smoke..." She muttered as she jumped rooftop from rooftop, pausing every once in awhile to smell the air then heading off in some random direction in excitement. She was actually on the hot trail of this delicious scent of smoke that she has ever smelled, and there was only one explanation, it was from a big ol' fat cigar!

The good kind too!

Sophia loved the scent of Cigarette, cigar's, really tobacco in general, if you could puff it, she loved the smell of it. It was easy to win her affection, just smoke! That's all! Landing on another rooftop, she sniffed the air, "Close...close..." She muttered now, before running to the edge and looking down to the streets below. She looked around, squinting, before smiling happily and jumping down onto the streets. She barely waited for her feet to touch the ground before she started running towards the large towering man smoking, you guessed it, a cigar!

Stopping in front of him, she smiled cutely at him, "Hello!" She chirped, before jumping up to flip over the former Shinchibuki's shoulder, grabbing onto his wonderful fur coat and nuzzling it in contentment, purring much like a cat that had caught a canary, even his coat smelled like that expensive cigar smoke! She was ready to swoon now. Without Sabre around she wasn't getting the daily smell of tobacco, but this guy? So made up for it...

Right now, she and Crocodile made a rather odd sight, a large man like him with a green haired woman clinging to his back with her legs curled up.

[Farris (Kuro)]

A few things seemed to happen at that particular moment, first, a girl the one that seemed to be more hyper that a squirrel on sugar stopped before him and greeted him with a "Hello!" making him arched a brow at her from what he could tell she was escaped mental patient or something and at some point in the very brief encounter, The former Shichibukai found himself with this very usual woman straddling his back and sniffing him like he was laced with that Axe or Sword or some type of body spray he read about that was suppose to make you a woman magnet. The former warlord was more than taken aback by this, he was down right dumbfounded... for a moment at least.

A gunshot had brought him back too his senses, as it was aimed right at him. The shot had hit his cigar ruining it the bullet passed threw him harmlessly as long ago he had honed his ability to act on reflex. Crocodile's annoyance was clear as pulled out another cigar and addressed his new ordiment for the first time. "Oi... Light this." He ordered her bring the cigar up to her and watching the two bounty hunters with an non-to-happy look, as he slowly walked towards them intent on letting these idiots know whom they were dealing with.

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The old man crashed into a man and was so frantic he didn't even look to see who it was as he scrambled to find the book that fell from his arms upon running into Mihawk. He spared only a moment to adjust his glasses, "Oh my, oh my! I must get out of here!" The man muttered. This man... Was Tenton, the smuggling rings bookkeeper and Account. The book in question had all the rings plans by their new leader in it. As it lay open at Mihawks feet one plan in particular lay open. This plan was to steal Wazamono Swords and resell them. It also listed the worth of these swords and among them was Mihawks own Kokutou Yoru which implied that their were arrogant men in this ring that thought they could steal it.

After a moment Tenton grabbed the book and got up uttering, "I have to escape, I must warn the marines..." before adjusting his glasses again and seeing Mihawk for the first time. "Auahhhh!" The old man cried and dropped the book realizing who the man was and cowering in fear. "P-Please Royal Shichibukai! Spare this old fool!" He pleaded in fear.

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Lehohohopoopoo stood proudly as the shichibukai came at them, "Good work friend, finding Ze fiend!" He declared, "Now I! LehohohoPooPoo! shall show 'em my ultimate Zword technique!" He stated and started wildly swinging his sword in ways that couldn't hit anything let alone Crocodile. In the end he was left heaving and gasping for breath. "Gah... Haa... Ze fiend... He is...Haa... Stronger Zen I thought..."He said as The former Shichibukai just eyed the "swordsmen" before him like "WTF?" but not actually saying anything.

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Kamio did a double take because what he saw was something he had never seen before. The bullet passed straight through the man's head not fazing him at all. Kamio could barely see some grainy looking material reforming where the bullet had blown away part of the head. For some odd reason a random green haired girl suddenly glomped him from behind. Looking at her the tall man was completely uninterested though he seemed slightly ticked most likely at Kamio. Crocodile reached into his pocket pulling out another cigar now looking around for a lighter he started to walk towards Lehohoho and Kamio.

Kamio tensed up, in his mind swearing slightly to himself he looked through his memory trying to figure out what kind of power this guy had. The word was . ... what was it ? oh yes hes a Logia. Kamio smiled, he always liked a challenge . . .but what would he do against a Logia, not once in his life had he ever took one on, nor did he know the weaknesses of the one that was approaching him at this very moment. Lighting his cigar his eyes lit along with it, a new experience it would be the fight of his life. Looking to the side he felt a sudden drop in hopefulness. The man next to him was swinging his sword as if too attack. Except there was no one in front of him, Kamio gave a quick sweat drop and refocused on the man approaching him with his ordiment.

"Oi oi, not letting the bullet hit you square in the face and still not dying, one kind of cheats are you using." Turning to face his ally he said "Pull yourself together man, this is no ordinary enemy even for one . . . . so great as you . . ." he barely was able to pull the last sentence out as he was cracking a smile. Now openly brandishing his gun he shot the enemy's face twice more aiming for places where the young girl who hugged his body was not. HE wondered if he would see the same phenomenon happen again and cement their doom be finding this man as an actual Logia.

[Die]

With the impact the man was sent spread eagle onto the ground. The book he was carrying flew from his hands and was on the ground open. The page in particular caught Mihawk's hawk eyes. It contained a list of Wazamono grade swords and their worth. In particular, his own Kokutou Yoru was listed as well. Could this mouse-like man be part of the smuggling ring everyone seemed to be talking about?

The man quickly scrambled to his feet and grabbed the book he had dropped. "I have to escape, I must warn the marines..." he said to himself before adjusting his glasses again and seeing the man he had run into for the first time. The old man cried and dropped the book again realizing who the man was and cowering in fear. "P-Please Royal Shichibukai! Spare this old fool!" he pleaded. The book once again was on the ground and open, showing the same page but much closer. Mihawk looked back at Tenton.

If they really were the smuggling ring, they were of no concern to him. If they attempted to steal his sword, he would just simply dispose of them with no effort. Had he known who was spearheading this smuggling operation, he would have been a wee bit interested.

"You should be more careful where you are going," Mihawk said in a very cold and ominous tone. "The next person you might run into may not be as apathetic to what just happened as I have."

[tsuki]

Purring like a content kitten, she burried her face in the soft, warm fabric of the man's coat (That managed to stay on his shoulder's despite her weight, did he GLUE it there?). She right now, was one pleased Marine Lieutenant.

As gunfire echoed throughout the area, her ears metaphorically perked up and she lifted her head up in curiosity. Why would someone be firing in a busy place? That was dangerous, not to mention stupid, unless the person was extremely confident about their aim. Still regardless of that fact, they should be handled by the proper authorities (even if she WAS on of those proper authorities).

"Oi...Light this."

Curious, she lifted her head and peeked over his shoulder to show him holding a cigar towards her. "Okay!" She chirped, grabbing the Cigar, luckly was already cut and searched her pockets for the lighter she usually carried because Sabby-chan seemed to always misplace his. Humming as she found it as Crocodile was walking towards them, she flicked the flame alive, lighting the end of it, before her head popping up over his broad shoulder once more and she gently placed the now lit Cigar back in his mouth.

She made a sound of pride, before ducking back and burrying her face back into his wonderful, wonderful coat.