Envoy of the beginning (Kay)

[Badman Zeek]

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Up and down the massive ship moved with the tide. Back and forth, deep within the storage room beyond the eyes of those on board, a darkened figure swayed. The movement became one with that of the vessel. It was almost as if the being had synched with the construct. Of course, things were bound to go wrong with a person who hasn't ventured from the dark of the ship's storage room, only seeing a glimpse of light when someone of the ship's crew required supplies. It was an odd fate the person had met, but regardless they sought to escape the region they had once called home.

But what truly is a home.

She was quite certain a home wasn't a place where one was treated like a prisoner. But imprisonment was surely what life back in the Crescent Moon Empire had turned into. From the moment her foster mother had passed away Kristoff, Anari's foster father had taken advantage of the girl not having anyone to defend her, working her for extensive periods of time. While never permitting the girl any freedoms or down time. She was constantly under surveillance from the brutes the man bought to participate in the gladiatorial competitions.

Such restrictions kept the teen in constant question of whether or not killing the man would be better for her. However she often wondered how Isabelle would feel about her daughter and husband aiming to kill one another. So instead Anari chose to vanish, leaving no trace behind. The result of her departure left her alone in the shadows of a storage room, located on a vessel headed for what is claimed to be one of the future islands.

Mecha Island.

Without warning the ship suddenly interrupted the soft dance they held with one another, indicating the vessel had reached its destination. Although she yearned to be out of the confines of the room, she only had one way of getting off the ship undetected, and that was to wait until the crew began unloading their cargo.

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Drake, however was already on Mecha Island doing his best to promote his newly forming organization. Or well he was. He actually had just finished doing a public speech about the coming of a grand opportunity. That being his third one this week. He was seeing that he was now starting to gain a sizable audience.

He was hot and even more tired. The merciless sun shined brightly down beating into his eyes causing them to burn. Drake closed his eyes for brief moment as he walked along the pier, docks, allowing his red tinted green orbs to rest. Up ahead he could see that a boat was pulling up about to dock. The soon-to-be tyrant found himself relishing in the fact that he was doing a good job. His efforts were finally paying off and he would soon the leader of great organization.

Though, he'd wait. His large black gauntlets on both his upper and lower extremities creating large thuds on the pier wood. His beautifully crafted, Subeta - Kutta adorned his backside in a vertical fashion. He couldn't go anywhere without his most prized possession and even through his hardest of times his weaponry was always there.

Shit, it'd was probably the equipment that attracted the people. Oh well.

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Ten minutes would pass before the cloaked figure would emerge freom storage, only to vanish once more into the darkness of the ship's hull. Stealthily she moved to the back end of the ship, where she expertly dove into the water below. She broke the waters surface with a soft plop. Within seconds Anari's cloaked head emerged several meters away. With haste she reached out and stroked against the water propelling herself forward. Until finally she reached the underside of the pier.

She clung onto the dampened wooden pillars that supported this section of the pier. Examining the pillars carefully Anari was able to identify worn spots that could be used for footholds as she scaled the surface. By the time she had made it to the top her hands had been punctured by splinters from the damaged wood. Ignoring them she climbed aboard the topside of the pier, immediately merging into the mass of people. Hopefully she would remain unnoticed, at least until she was able to remove the splinters from her hand.

With serpentine movements she slithered her way in between ongoing people and those who have stopped to admire any random distractions, all of which posed to be a hindrance to her progression. Steadying her movements while increasing her pace, Anari managed to escape the crowds and move onto a less populated region of the docks. Under most circumstances she would wait and observe before remaining in unknown territory for too long but the moment required her to relinquish her old habits.

Continuing to speed along Anari focused her attention solely on moving further from the ship she had stowed away on, while not reaching the mainland. With her thoughts clouding her mind, she was easily caught off guard when a stray dog ran into her path. Veering to the side to avoid collision with the animal, Anari somehow managed to impacted a person. Her instincts causing her to leap back and take an offensive stance, that left her eying a man clad in black gauntlets that cover his arms and legs.

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Bleh...

Drake could practically taste the salt water from the ocean being so close to the pier. It instantly made his stomach turn, "Eh." He groaned. After becoming eating his devil fruit, he found the ocean to be repulsive in many ways. The smell, the taste, the sight, and etc were all distasteful.

Oh well, this just further fueled Drake to make his way back into town. He turned sharply back into the direction he came. Himself walking into the crowd and deeper into the town. He'd most likely go prep for his next speech to take place in two days. On top of that he still had to decide on a building to host it at. He'd have to probably take it by force if push come to shove.

So be it...

"Mmmah" Drake murmured as he felt the impact of a petite woman bumping into him. His weighty gauntlets doing their job in keeping him stationary. Drake looked at the young woman and with bloodshot eyes said, "I think you should make it a habit to watch where your going." He told her in a stern tone, as if a parent was scolding their child. Drake decided to continue on past the girl. He took a few steps allowing him to put roughly three feet between them and while they were back to back, "It would probably be in your best interest." Drake smirked and begun to continue on to his destination.

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Ignored.

Though initially Anari had felt bad about bumping into the man, after he had spoken to her in such a manner she couldn't help but continue onward, regaining her footing and sprinting off into the distance until the smell of the sea no longer filled her nostrils. Panting from the lack of breath she hid away in a narrow alley. her clothing was rather wet, and the damp walls on either side of her did nothing to still the chills that rattled her body.

Almost immediately after catching her breath she took off once more, heading closer inland in search for a place where she could acquire some assistance. Within a short while she had reached what she believed to be the market district of the island. From door to door she went, knocking and asking random citizens whether they could provide her with a place to stay for the night. Of course she was turned down instantly, most likely due to her beaten appearance.

Once more she found herself resting along the wall of an abandoned alley. Or so she thought. At first it was a soft rustle that had alerted her to his presence, however it was through her peripheral that she who had been advancing towards her. A man, whose appearance made him out to be a thief. But why was he approaching her, Anari questioned, already knowing the answer. Raising her arms, she took on offensive stance, prepared for what would follow.

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"What? I told you not watching where you were going would get you in trouble." A stark voice called out from in front of Anari though behind her predator. Drake had been watching the fleeting girl ever since she had left. He was sure he was right about her, her trouble prone personality that is.

The common thief turned at the sound of Drake's voice, "Oh please, don't look at me." He uttered and simultaneously a very thin needle covered in unusual paper soared through the air toward the man. It'd impact in the middle of his throat leaving him reaching and grabbing for the barely protruded needle as he fell to his feet. Moments later a small explosion would erupt blowing wide hole in the neck, killing the man instantly.

He smirked looking on toward Anari, "You don't listen much." Drake said tapping his foot anxiously against the ground. The heavy metal that covered his foot created loud, painful thuds against the solid ground.

Across his back, vertically, was he his long sword. The only visible piece of it would be the Gothic styled handle that extended past Drake's head giving a good estimate of the swords entire length. "Oh what... No manners?" He teased.

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From out of nowhere a figure appeared behind the man that stood in her way. It spoke with a voice she remembered faintly, however no matter how hard she tried she could not match it to a face she had seen. Regardless Anari was prepared to take on both the men if she needed to. With arms still raised she strategically devised a plan within her mind should the men attack her.

No sooner than her formulation of a plan, did the thief turn towards the new figure. But almost immediately after turning around the man sank to the floor clutching his throat. His dropping figure revealed to Anari, that the man who had involved himself was the same man she had bumped into just moments before. For a brief moment her glared was fixed upon him, not out of anger, but more so out of question for what his intentions were.

Suddenly a small explosion went off, that blew a hole through the thief's neck. It was then that Anari felt anger rush into her body. The thief was her kill, and this random man came and stole his life from her. Such actions were inexcusable, and this man would have to pay for it.

[teal]"Why did you take my kill? I did not require any help from the likes of you. Further more I care not to listen, to those who are of no importance."[/teal]

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"Hmm?"

Ungrateful little-....

"Take your kill? No, saved your life." Drake said taking a step with left foot forward out of aggravation. This was the second time that this girl shitted on him, the first being at the port when he offered her words of advice and now this time when she failed to heed his words and found herself in a dangerous situation. Drake eyes peered left and then right, he clenched his fist and the relaxed him. His expression falling from aggravation to nothing but pure calmness.

"It' sure doesn't look like you can handle yourself out here." He coyed instigating the situation and hopefully spawning a small spar. Drake looked at her like any warrior would when battle was about to begin. Yes his face his calm and even a convenient smirk found itself curbing his lips. Drake moved his right foot back giving himself a steady foothold. He could hear the bustling of the town outside of the alleyway but it didn't matter. In here these two were basically isolated from the rest of the world, able to handle their business. He figured the girl would be a bit more brash than she looked.

Though he never could tell.

"Well..." He said letting the word hang in the air.

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The man claiming to have save her life clearly couldn't comprehend the subject which Anari was trying to convey. She wanted him to understand that in no way did she need his assistance. Nor did she care for any of his words of wisdom. Under most circumstances Anari would have reacted immediately and moved to strike. However after seeing what had happened to the thief she knew there was much more to the figure standing before her.

Although finding ways to construct miniscule explosive was relatively easy, the man had used the exploding construct with little to no hesitation. An indication that he cared not who knew of the item he may have used. From this the assassin concluded that there was much more to the man than what he was showing now.

She had the urge to strike him, but thought otherwise. He spoke in an alluring manner which she perceived as him attempting to coax her into battle. Him seeking a fight with her was definitely a red flag for the girl. But why? Is the question that came to mind when she thought about it. All she had done was bump into to him. Perhaps he was just one of those people who get ticked off easily. Either way, he was holding back on his capabilities by a lot. Though Anari was curious as to what extent.

[teal]"Is it your wish to fight with me here in this alley? If so, then may I question why a man such as yourself would want to fight me?"[/teal]

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"Why? Drake closed his eyes, a major, critical error when in battle. But they weren't in battle yet, right? He calmed down and smiled, "Now... What made you think I wanted to fight you?" He said with such sarcasm that the average person would lose their mind trying to figure it out. "Just because I move my feet?" He said moving his left foot for back to its original location and moved his right for forward back to where it had previously been.

"Because I closed and opened my fists?" He shook his head and opened his eyes in a disapproving no. "If that is as far as your deductive reasoning abilities go then maybe I made a mistake judging your potential." Drake said bringing his body up and standing straight. He knew from the way she talked and presented herself that she wasn't your average person. She had some skills, some type of fighting capabilities.

What it was... He didn't know.

He figured he was going to be starting The Creed soon so he could use a bit of muscle. No, not the lower henchman that he could pick up off the street and had to train. No, he was talking about his leaders... His officials. This one, showed promise.

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Anari listened as the man spoke. Carefully she analyzed the way he chose to word and phrase his sentences. Of course from his previous statements and actions she already knew his intent to engage her in combat. However she may have spoken too soon in stating he was looking for a fight. he made the mistake of insulting her deductive skills, though after criticizing her words he mentioned that he held her in the view of someone with potential.

There was no mistaking the fact that he wanted to engage her. but now it seemed his intent was to determine her capabilities, and ultimately judge her for something. What could he possibly want from her. If she were to allow him to witness the full extent of the skills she possessed, it was likely that she may be forced into servitude once more. However he did not seem like the type to gather slaves.

No- this man was searching for something. Anari could determine that from the amount of effort he put in finding and speaking to her.

[teal]"Just now you said you made a mistake in judging my potential. What exactly was I being judge for? Surely it must've been something important, for why would you have followed me here and 'saved' my life as you so claim to have done?"[/teal]

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Drake smirked, looks like he wasn't going to get anywhere with just jumping into combat.

Oh well, she can know.

"Well, if you must know." Drake folded his metal encased arms, the silver claw like hand lightly, repetitively tapped on the black metal gauntlet of his left arm. Ting, ting, ting... "I am starting a bounty hunter association.... No, guild and I am looking for talented individuals. You wouldn't happen to be one of them would you?" Drake simply put. His eyes, for a brief moment, looked down at the pile of blood and flesh that laid mere feet from him.

Eh.

He took a step back and let his arms drop to his side. "Well, if you are I am thinking of called it The Creed. I have big plans for this organization. It won't just be hunting pirates and then handing them over to the marines. No, I eventually want to replace the need for the marines altogether. Their time as a policing force is coming to end along with their corrupt nature. Though, I am no revolutionary, pirate so you can essentially call me one of the good guys." Drake's eyes returned to dead mess he just created, "More or less." he said finished his sentence.