Post by Tori Tori Chopper on Mar 25, 2011 16:38:40 GMT -5
We last left the Hard-Hats in their daring escape from the Orange town docks. After Torin freeing a prisoner from her holdings the Hard-Hats leader had once again placed the crew in bad terms with the marines, as the Ex-Marine Imuka revealed to be a walking tank. From meeting new friends and obtaining new weaponry the Hard-Hats leave with another story for the books and another wanted criminal on their new ship. Though the marines will not give up as easily as the Hard-Hat's are used to this time..______________________________
'There! Actually sailing with the boat in the right direction now eh?' Torin said happily as he jogged down the large staircase and back onto the deck, as the mast locked back into place. He hadn't had any time at all to look at his ship in more detail, and he silently giggled just thinking about what they were sailing on. Sure he was an inventor but this was something else, sailing the sea's in a ship of their own design, and apparently everything was to his specifications.. As clearly shown by the magical rotating mast, sure Darius could have sped them out of there.. But for once a little more care was needed in order to get them out of there with the boat unharmed. 'So if the boat is exactly to my blue-prints..' Torin began to point dramatically a multiple areas of the ship, even if three times he just pointed at the floor. 'My room! Kitchen and lounge! Cabins! Training room! Leisure room!' He finished by pointing to the sky, and to the almost sky-box castle with a smile. 'Crooows neest of awwsooome~' Torin let his arms wobble back to his sides as he looked about his crew with a honest smile on his face. 'This is a fun time..'
Though his admiration would have to wait, so many statistics to analyse, a ship to master and rooms to organize.. The boat was far from finished, though he was happy enough that it actually sailed rather than just plummeting into the sea the second it left the dock. Not to mention a heavily armored woman with a weapon which can destroy ships was casually lingering around on th- Wait a second! 'You! Uhm.. Muka!' Torin was clearly amazing at thinking of nicknames for his crew, surnames and half-names.. Genius. 'I know I said you could come onto the boat but..' His face seemed to turn serious as he seemed to reflect on past events. 'You're still a criminal! I mean we cant have criminals advertising our shi-' He paused for a moment, slowly shuffling away as to not cause a scene from the stupidity of his argument, he would rather change the subject and deal with a cannon-flailing lady being on their ship later.. Besides, Taro had new wanted posters.
'Yeees! I'm still worth more than you guys, right?' He moved to look at the posters Taro was presumably still gawking over from the dock, only to be distracted by a repetitive bird noise that he had been trying to ignore. 'God dammit go away you stupid!' He turned to yell at the source only to be starring down the beak of a large bird, a newspaper residing in its mouth as it tilted its head to one side. 'Oh! Thanks.. Uhm, here you go.' He placed a sack of Beri into the birds satchel as it flew off back towards Organ island, Torin watching it fly off as he attempted to unfold the newspaper without actually looking at it, feeling the ragged material of new wanted posters between his fingers. 'Hey look new-new wanted posters!' He sighed, he had only glanced at Taro's and knew they were the same. 'Dammit, I thought we had gotten even cooler.. Hey look! Fox has one.' he glanced over them curiously before looking back to the bird which had long vanished into the cloud-line, an army of marine vessels inits place. 'Hey look.. a huge bunch of marines.. I wonder what they ar-..'He looked to Imuka, then back to the ships.. They were gaining, fast!
'Uuuh! Guys!? We got company!'