Working with an admiral

[Farris (Kuro)]

The small half human half shark marine might have looked like any other human girl if it hadn't been for her grayish skin tone and emerald green shoulder length hair. Her dorsal fin perched proudly on her head and stood tall and proudly in her marine uniform as a symbol of Justice. She was to meet a hired hand here at the edge of Sabaody before working with the person to deliver a new state of the art Den Den Mushi to none other than Admiral Kizaru himself!

Esmeralda could hardly believe her luck! To be trusted with something so important and have the chance to meet one of the three admirals in person! It was like being sent to a autograph signing for her favorite Marine heroes! It was a good thing she brought her Admiral Kizaru merchandise, like the "Authentic Kizaru glasses" and "The Official replica Kizaru coffee mug". And people tried to tell her that the shop was just trying to get her to buy things! Well now she would get these things signed as proof! As anyone that could see the crate with the Wotan would think that was the "cargo" to be delivered, but in reality it was all the fan merchandise the superhero loving Wotan had bought. The Den Den Mushi being carefully hidden in her side purse at her right hip.

The ensign had never been to Sabaody Archipelago and had no clue that finding Admiral Kizaru would be hard... For more than normal reasons. The public generally hated Fishman and Wotan where include in that stigma. However, being transfered to working under one of the adirmal directly was an honor above honors! If only she new where to start looking... Oh any old direction should do! So the bubbly girl set off with all sorts of things in hand and a tone of humming on her lips.

[thormundsson]

To most passersby the day was proceeding as usual on Shabody Archipelago. The amusement park was full as usual and the docks and the merchants were working hard to earn a living. The lawless sector, groves 11-20, was as usual rive with a myriad of cutthroats and bandits. Most of these worked as hunters for the slave traders that worked the area. But today this part of the Archipelago was interrupted by it's daily business by the arrival of a tall man wearing the attire of a high ranking marine. His yellow coat marking him out amongst the many people that ran around.

Admiral Kizaru was not specifically on any orders to go the the lawless zone nor was he there on official marine business. He was there because one of his suits was in a less then impeccable state and he needed it fixed. There were dozens of lackeys that would run and fetch and cater to him in Mariejoa but he had no interest in such things. This was a special trip to him in any case. He had a contact that ran a small tailoring business in the lawless zone and he was heading there to have his coat fixed. His old friend was a former captain of the marines but had left the service after some unfortunate events. He and Kizaru had trained together and he had kept his contact with him. The man had a special touch when it came to fixing the suits that the Admiral liked so much and so routinely made these trips to visit his old friend and have his clothes fixed.

"aaaahn, where was it again.....?" said the tall admiral slowly to himself as he stood in grove 14, looking around. His face was marred with a slightly idiotic expression and he stood still for several minutes trying to figure out where his old friend had his shop set up. With his memory failing him he decided to ask the at the nearest tavern.

[Farris (Kuro)]

The young Marine smiled wearing "Official" Admiral Kizaru sunglasses as she wondered aimlessly through the groves from 10-16 as she looked around. "Oh Admiral~! Kizaru-Sama~!" She called out loudly oblivious to the eyes upon her that saw profit at selling a wotan at the human auction house. "Oh shoot! Where could he be? I'd almost think he was avoiding me, but thats silly!" She said out loud with a giggle to herself. She had just missed the tall, lanky yellow pinstriped suited man enter the tavern as she passed thrown the area. The thugs in the area that were eying Esmeralda were wary of causing a scene here due to the admiral, but when the man disappeared into the tavern they thought they had their chance. The brigands, three big burly ones and four thinner ones with more rouge-like builds surrounded her quickly. "Oh! Good day citizens! Does there seem to be a prob- AaaHH-!" She said as she was suddenly attacked from all angles and bagged like a animal. Her mouth gagged before she could make too much noise. She struggled and tried to call out for backup but all that came were muffled sounds.

Suddenly the bag was dropped and Esmeralda thought she was able to get free but suddenly the thugs started beating and kicking the bag and her in an attempt to knock her out. What a day to have her tonfa being fitted with an upgrade...

[thormundsson]

Every single person in the bar looked up as the tall Admiral entered the room. The man's attire, that of a high ranking marine, did not sit well with the customers and most seemed to try and hide behind their mugs or any other loose object or persons that were near them. Borsalino walked slowly up to the counter and bent over double as he brought his face to the level of the barkeep. The man, who had been washing some things in the sink turned around and went white as he realized that a marine was face to face with him.

"Uuuuum, do you know a Viktor Gray....?" The admiral said in his slow tone, not bothering to mention that he was a tailor or that his place was a coffee house. The bartender seemed to stiff up and tried to stutter out a few words. "thi..thii....this...is a..a...a well run e..ee...establishment, s...sss..sir" He said, his face dripping with sweat as he tried to cough out a sentence. Kizaru raised himself to his full height, looking down on the man and reaching almost to the ceiling of the small bar. "You don't know where he is......that's strange, he's been around here for a whileeeee" he continued on, not even paying the man's stuttering any attention as he scratched his temple with his index finger, his face a mask of surprise.

He turned around, realizing that the barkeep couldn't help. "does anyone know where Gray's Tailoring is....hummm?" he said, loudly enough so that every soul in the bar could hear him. He was met by a chorus of shaking heads and the occasional "no/no idea". Most of them seemed to be denying knowledge of the place simply to avoid notification from the admiral. "hummm, that's sooo strange" he said to himself as he exited the bar again. He kept looking around, trying to search for some hints as to where his friend's tailoring parlor was.

"Aaaaah, what a time for my den den mushi to be replaced" Noticing a somewhat strange sight at the corner of his eye. It looked almost like a huge potato in a bag.

[Farris (Kuro)]

The kicking continued, may of the Wotan's treasured fan merchandise getting broken as one of the cups broke the glass shards cutting her up pretty badly. The ensigns blood started to leak out and stain the mangrove tree roots red, but it was just what she needed. Esmeralda gripped the glass shard in her webbed hand, and tried to cut a whole in the bag, getting her hand out only to feel it get stomped on. Slowly she could feel her conciousness slipping and the shark girl's body couldn't even feel the pain as her body fell it to that blissful state.

Seeing her body go slack, and the resistance stop one of the thugs checked the palse and grinned at his buddies. There "catch" was alive and that's what mattered. one of the stronger thugs hefted her over his shoulder her arm still dangling lifelessly and the thugs started to carry her off. The only signs of her beating would be the blood staining the tree and a broken piece of a coffee mug that had "MARINE" printed on it, not that the thugs paid attention to such minor details. To them, the wotan was just easy money.

[thormundsson]

The tall admiral took a few moments to look around the are. There was not much around that helped him remember where his friends tailoring place was. The huge stems of mangrove trees always looked the same and even the numbers became fairly vague around this part of the island.

He took a notice of some sort of struggle going on somewhere to the left of him. Seemed like a few bandits trying to beat down a person that had been bagged. It was a common thing in the lawless zone and he didn't much care if it was just some fighting between the various bounty hunters. The marines were not to interfere with the human auction house, much as it disgusted them. But something stood out about this one, as they tried to move off he noticed a few marine marks lying around and a fair bit of blood. His face was marred by a slight frown of annoyance as he flashed out of existence.

"I'm afraid I can't let you attack people without stepping in, hummmm" the Admiral said as he flashed into existence, kicking one of the thugs in the back and sending him flying away into the nearest hill. The others looked positively stunned at what had just happened. The drew their weapons again and even the one that was dragging the bag let it slip from his hands. The limp form of a fishman slid from inside the bag and her attire obviously marked her as a member of the marines. "Attacking a subordinate of mine, how mean of youuuuu" He said slowly as he raised his hand, one finger pointing at the thug that had been dragging the sack.

"You marines don't scare us, we are allowed to do this for the auction house!" one of them shouted as he raised his club. The others seemed a bit encouraged by the man's confidence but one in particular stepped in and grabbed him. "I....I'...I've seen that....man before" the man said, his words trembling from his lips as he backed away slowly after stopping his friend. "IT'S ADMIRAL KIZARU!!!AAAAAAAH" the man shouted in pure terror as he turned and ran. The rest of them, eyes wide with fear, turned to follow.

"Ignoring me is sooo ruuuudee" The tall admiral said as he raised his leg towards them. The immensely bright cross of light that marked his power glowed as he pointed slowly at the fleeing men. The blast that followed the lazer from his leg was immense, consuming the men completely and leaving nothing but a crater and their burning corpses.

"Aaaahn, maybe I went a bit overboard" he said as he bent his knees and sat on his haunches in front of the young marine. "Huuumm, you've most certainly seen better days....hunnnn" he said slowly.