[Mission 88] Plunder their Fortune Pirates

[cremuex]

The sun shone down warmly on the North Blue, a gentle breeze and a kind current carrying the Harbinger directly to it's destination of Shivre mountain. She hoped that the haul would be worth her time- it wasn't as much as she was originally told it would be, the captain was probably being overly generous with his estimates to get her on side. She was needed mostly when they'd escaped with their treasure, but the travel back to Shivre mountain had proved boring and uneventful. Still, she'd proved her worth and a pretty pay check wasn't something that she'd refuse on moral grounds.

"Captain! Vessel at 12 o'clock!" Came the call of the look out up in the crows nest.
"What is it?" The captain called back as he swung the door open out of his quarters, throwing his Captain's Jacket over his shoulder.
"The shadow looks like a Caravel sir! I can't make it out clearly though, it's too dark... I think... I think the boat's been painted black..."
The captain contemplated the situation. It couldn't be a marine ship then, which could only mean a pirate or civilian vessel.
"Is she flying colours?"
"A... A flag with a hand making a peace sign Captain."

The Captain let out a hearty chuckle. It sounded like an easy enough mark, and some extra beri to supplement his cash flow wasn't unwanted if he intended to make a good impression on the Rock Dragon bandits.

"ALL HANDS ON DECK. WE'VE GOT US SOME EASY PICKIN'S BOYS!" The captain yelled to a refrain of cheers as the ship's crew hustled to their stations and pushed for speed as the tried to make up distance between the two ships.

The voluptuous woman sighed and closed the large medical tome on herbs that she was reading, a little bit saddened, but mostly annoyed that the young fourteen year old cabin boy would no longer be fanning her while she sun baked on the open deck. She stood up and folded up the beach chair that she was lounging on, moving it out of the way so that the others could do their jobs uninterrupted. It had promised to be such a pleasant day, but at least she wouldn't be bored any more. She went inside to get dressed into something more fitting for surgery then her tight bikini swimmers, she wouldn't want her clothes damaged by squirting blood.

She returned to see the last of the crew swing themselves over to the other ship on a rope tied to the ships main sail. Even the cabin boy had followed along for a taste of adventure and she could hear the sound of metal on metal reverberate through the air.
For a ship with a peace sign as it's logo, they certainly weren't giving their valuables over very peacefully. She heard some shouting and decided to go watch the entertainment as she leaned against the Harbinger's railings.

[reddaddy]

It had been a week since the Fortune Pirates had been formed.  The small crew of 2, Berry Kane and David Fisuto, had been getting to know each other.  Over the week they had sailed the north blue seas, their destination a small isolationist country known as "Dojo Island".  The seas had been calm the first two days of their voyage.  Calm winds and a southern heading had helped to stave off some of the cold initially.  Unfortunately after those first few breezy and easy days the storms began to occur as cold northern temperatures and winds clashed with the warmer weather of the equator.  

It was now morning and Berry and David were asleep.  Having fought their way through a perilous storm through the night they both went to bed and neither of them bothered to stand watch.  The captain of the crew, Berry Kane, decided putting up a peace flag should be enough.  It would not identify the crew as pirates and the hope was marines would see it and think nothing, and pirates would hopefully not come around as the sleep the 2 exhausted crewmen were getting was only supposed to last a few hours.

Berry woke up from his deep and needed sleep as his ship, The Gambit, shook violently for a moment.  The shaking was accompanied by the sounds of wood creaking, and the redheaded Berry could feel the ship listing a bit too much to the side which almost made him fall out of bed.  The captain quickly reached for one of his pistols situated in a holster that was hanging in his closet and tucked it behind his back in his waist line.  He then reached in a jacket pocket of his best suit and pulled out a lighter and cigarette.  Lighting up and coffin nail between his lips he stepped outside of his room onto the main deck.

Berry knew what this was; the creaking; listing, and shaking that comes from being boarded.  It was the price to pay for abandoning one's vigilance.  Sure enough on the port side there was a ship that appeared to have practically docked with "The Gambit" in a broadside manner.  The grappling hooks and line were all attached to the deck railing.  The ship now connected with the Gambit appeared to be another caravel class ship much like their own.  Painted brown with blood red trimming and edges, the ship was 2 masted with a crow's nest and lanteen sail much like what The Gambit possessed.  There were differences in quality that were immediately apparent to Berry's appraising eye:  This ship was slightly damaged, the paint was wearing, and it didn't have the advanced rigging system The Gambit had which allowed it to be steered with a smaller crew.  This would be bad news, as it meant it was likely a larger crew than his own was boarding.  Another indication of bad news was the jolly roger of the ship was a skull with its mouth seemingly biting in half a caravel ship.

And surely, in the 2 seconds it took for the muscled captain to make his assessment, 4 men had boarded the ship, and more could be seen coming.  The boarding men were dressed as one would expect pirates to be dressed.  The now warmer weather meant open vests, shorts, caps on their heads, all of which were in varying colors.  The unique trait they shared was they all seemed to have tattoos that said "Harbinger" on their necks, except for one pirate, who's tattoo seemed to be misspelled so it was "x'ed" out and hadn't been corrected yet.

The men approached Berry slowly, laughing to themselves.  They were armed with cutlasses and slowly encircled the pajama wearing Berry on the deck.  As one of the men looked as if he was about to speak the redhead spoke to him first.

"Good morning everyone" sort of sputtered out of his mouth in a half yawn.  Wiping the sleep from his eyes with his sleeve Berry then asked, "What brings you gentlemen here this morning?"

The pirate who was once going to speak but was interrupted began to shout.  While he shouted Berry left his mouth hanging open with his hand half way placed over it.  "WE ARE THE HARBINGER PIRATES!!  WE SAIL THE BLUES AND CONQUER ALL AND TAKE ALL!!  WE ARE THE SCOURGE OF NORTH BLUE SEAS AND NONE THAT HAVE CROSSED OUR PATHS AND RESISTED US HAVE EVER SURVIVED!!  YOU WILL SURRENDER THIS SHIP AND EVERYTHING YOU HAVE NOW OR YOU'LL BE SENT TO DAVEY JONES LOCKER!!"  The shouting was so loud and in berry's face he was practically spitting  The captain put his hand down from his face and closed his mouth as it made a "awn" sound.  Berry then replied,

"I'm sorry but could you repeat all of that because I didn't hear any of it.  You know that thing that happens when you yawn and it blocks your hearing?  Yes, that just happened, so if you could just say all of that, all over again, the exact same way you just said it...I'd appreciate it."

The screaming pirates face turned red and veins began to bulge out of his forehead.  He raised his cutlass high above his shoulder and swung it down towards Berry's head.  The redhead quick drew his  pistol and used the barrel to block the blade before it came down on his head.  It made a loud "clanging" sound and sparks flew in the air.  The other pirates were shocked at which the speed Berry had moved to block the blow, and for the first time they were looking at him not as some pajama wearing patsy but REALLY looking at him.  His physique being enormous and broad, and his expression seemingly unchanged from looking like he woke up on the wrong side of the ship, the men then cringed as they knew they may have just made a mistake coming after this man so brazenly.  

Berry threw his right leg behind him in an exaggerated motion; what one would imagine a hay maker punch to look like except he was doing it with his leg.  "Hazu Hazu no:  BON VOYAGE!!"  The captain then kicked the pirate in the stomach as hard as he could and using his devil fruit powers sent him flying approximately 75 feet in a arched trajectory that ended with a tremendous splash into the sea.  The men all screamed, eyes bulging out of their heads.  David then walked onto the deck and 6 other pirates also boarded the ship at the same time.

"Ah, good morning David.  We have company.  No need to make them breakfast, they were just leaving.  In fact, why don't you help me escort these gentlemen off the ship?"  Berry could then see David smile.

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Damn. Sleeping was such a good feeling. Better in the cold, that is what he always used to say. Both men of the grand crew, the Fortune Pirates, had been accustomed to each other. The cooking that Chef David had done always left the captain wanting for more. It ended up with a few bumps on his head when the clearly not amused younger boy found Berry eating the lad's home made cookie dough. The training was toned down a bit, until the two only crew mates had a third, and specialized in hospitality. Now every now and often, the boy would train on his flexibility and movement, to deal more damage around the enemies body. 

Tucking into his bed, the martial artist fell asleep. Remembering the storm made himself shiver, as it was extremely cold. Yet the boy loved the cold as well, so it worked in both ways. he dream was usual, him escaping, almost shot to death, yada yada yada.. It was only when a huge spear crashed into the floor made David felt a pinch of suspicion.  Was this a sign, telling him something? Before the dreamer could develop his thoughts more, the splashing of water hit himself in the face and he awakened. The expression of pure anger was worn on his face.

The shaking of the caravel didn't help either, and thinking it was a proper storm, went to look outside the window. The results however, didn't please him. A enemy ship, painted sharp brown with a velvet red that looked as if it was from the blood of others that passed their way. Yawning, he dressed himself. Interesting fact, David only wears a vest and his boxers to bed. No pajamas, since the mess of the tired boy folding the clothing would cause him to rage and throw it out the window. Cracking his knuckles, and also getting at least a standard fashion sense of clothing, the boy made his way to the party.

Once out onto the deck, the first sight that reached his eyes was a man that seemed to get flung. A silent splash was heard as the once sparring partner, now battle companion looked at David. A order was made, in his eyes. To beat the living QUACK out of them. Of course he would. Running towards Berry, he tripped and so lost his balance. That saved his life from a man who was right in front of him, holding a gun that would have been dangerous if it wasn't for his experience.

Placing one hand on the floor he swooped the enemies leg and made him fall. Once so, the other 3 pirates went dashing at him, to protect their comrade. Making a back flip unto the fallen man's stomach, a groan of pain was heard as David activated his attack. Using the same move to knock away those guards at Shivre Mountain, one by one their weapons fell as the only part of the body they could physically see was the fists that made the impact on the stomach. Just because he got stronger, doesn't mean that he can use all the moves that he wanted you know.. The boy was tired, but compared to the tiredness at Shivre Mountain, it was all good. Jumping off the aching man's stomach, the boy was confused. He was already knocked out? All of them were, and there was still more coming.

A axe came down on the boy, just merely dodging it. Looking at the man, it was clear that the enemy that the fighter was facing was JUST a little bit more experienced than the rest. Space was created around them, as the captain was bouncing pirates off like nobodies business.

"DIDN'T ANYBODY TO TELL YOU TO FOCUS ON YOUR ENEMY?" Yup. This was just another one of those people who you thought was strong. Dodging the axe, he set off a punch that seemed like a rocket, launching the enemy into the waters below. Making a punch like that took actual effort, and even the boy was surprised at how strong he became.

"Yo Captain, you done yet? Cause if not, let me help you." David punched and kicked his way through the pirates to meet his captain and started helping him 'escort' the pirates out of their ship. Through out the fight, the sense of difficulty doubled since it was only two of them versus.. how many.. David couldn't bother to count. By the end, both standing with cuts and bruises around their body. 

[cremuex]

Sophia ran her golden gloved hand along the railing, trailing her finger tips against the crimson painted wood as she watched her otherwise capable crew get utterly trounced by two men in their pajama's. She watched apathetically as one, two, then three men were knocked over the ship and into the ocean. She hadn't paid attention to if they were devil fruit users, but they all bobbed back to the surface in the distance, possibly better off in the sea then on the deck of the opposing ship.

If the sheer force hadn't signaled to her that she was in the presence of a devil fruit user then battle call of Hazu Hazu was a clear red flag. She tried to figure out what type of abilities it gave them, but she couldn't really tell, and the name gave her no extra hints because she couldn't think what Hazu meant.

The eighteen year old seemed to also have the devil's luck, and she wouldn't be surprised if she found out that they were also a devil fruit user, which was a curious idea, since she'd heard that devil fruits were meant to be incredibly rare. The young man of colour seemed to be quite agile, flipping, dodging and kicking like a professional martial artist.

"You handled that quite well; Is this a common occurrence for you?" She complimented from the safety of the larger ship. Though safety didn't seem to cross the young woman's mind as she stared down at the two. She had no doubt from what they had displayed that they could quite easily take her out in an instant- as quick as her reflexes were, they weren't any where near as honed nor did she have the raw power needed to take either of them down individually.

She wasn't sure who the compliment was aimed at- they both did a pretty amazing job, twenty men versus two and the two seemed to come out on top with nothing more then a few superficial wounds. She tried to see if they were even tired, not being able to watch the rise and fall of the two men's chests properly enough to see if they were puffing from their exertions.

She looked down at the unsuccessful pirates, left crumpled around the ship where they fell, one comically sliding over the edge with a dull splosh as they tried to crawl back to the harbinger.

She rested her chin on her cupped hands as she watched the two, apparently she'd gone unnoticed, something she wasn't used to. She couldn't pilot the ship much less by herself, and with all the crew otherwise ... incapacitated, that meant she would be destined to stay adrift in this damnable ocean until another ship came by- but with the flag and the look of the ship, she wouldn't be betting on that happening any time soon.

[reddaddy]

The fight escalated rather quickly once David got involved.  Giving no pause he instantly lunged into his opponents giving them punches and kicks that incapacitated them men of the harbinger in one blow.  The men seemed to have some experience and coordination in working together as they began to corale Berry and his first mate in an encirclement.  With 10 men incapacitated, the 10 or more who were left had finally gotten into a position where they appeared to be at an advantage as the 2 fighters of The Gambit were surrounded on the main deck.  One of the men, a boy rather, stepped forward.  He appeared a young teenager and had attacked Berry in particular on a few occasions with a club.  The redhead had avoided hitting him as he didn't want to hurt what he perceived as a child.  The very young man, if he could be called, stepped forward from the encirclement,

"G-Give up!  You're surrounded!!"

Having spared this young man a beating already, this appeared to agitate Berry.  His face turned more red than his hair for a moment, but then he smirked before replying,

"Good for us then; it just means we get to fight in all directions now."  

"Ha!"  The captain could hear David laugh when he said this.

The 2 crewman of the Gambit rushed the encirclement.  Smashing into the line of men with hard blows, David kicked a man so hard he flew 10 feet, smashed through the guard railing of the ship, and they smashed into the hull of the Harbinger.  Berry allowed himself to be encircled by 3 men and then did a wide leg sweep.  Using his powers the men bounced and twisted head over heals as they flew into a line like dominoes.  The former merchant then punched the nearest one to him and "bounced" him into the 2 men lined up behind him and sent them all flying into the ocean.

Catching a club to his face twice that made his lip bleed, Berry looked to see who threw the blows at him and it was the young man.  If a stare could kill, then the captain's would have, as the cabin boy cringed in fear, letting an "eep" escape his lips.  The redhead headbutted the cabin boy in the nose which took him down.  As Berry went to grab some rope to tie the young man up David easily took care of the rest.  Some men nicked him with little cuts here and there from bladed weapons but it was nothing that would slow the "melee champion" down.  It all ended rather quickly.

After tying up his captive Berry heard someone say in a smooth feminine voice from the attacking pirate ship, "You handled that quite well; Is this a common occurrence for you?"  Before acknowledging the question the captain checked his surroundings; crawling and groaning men, several unconscious, and more than a few dozens of yards away in the sea floating and screaming for rescue.  No deaths as far as Berry could see, which was just what he had hoped for.  The captain and first mate could of won the battle completely unscathed had they went full force, but when you're strong enough to win without killing then that was preferable.

Berry then looked up at the larger vessel and saw a young women watching them.  She had no "Harbinger" tattoo anywhere and she was beautiful.  Long black hair wrapped in a ponytail, tan skin without imperfections, tall, and a stunning face and figure.  "My God..." the muscled captain whispered to himself.  He then stomped the deck hard which bounced him onto the deck of the Harbinger almost immediately, flipping and then landing about 10 feet from the Goddess before him.  He walked towards her slowly and Berry's strut was impressive as he approached.  His huge and broad shoulders rolled forward with every step, his presence of passion radiating from his body as much as was his masculinity.  A piercing blue gaze meant to attract the attention of the beauty before him caught the golden eyes of the woman, but it was slightly hidden in a shadowed silhouette, adding to his mystery.  From the short distance away he reeked of charisma.  

Then as he got nearly point blank with her, so close as to suggest he might even try to passionately embrace her or steal a kiss when the lighting changed, showing his appearance in full view.  His face swollen from the blows of the clubbing he had received earlier, plus adding on the fact he had been a misshapen mess for a week due to his training with David, had him looking something akin to this: i.stack.imgur.com/2l6UZm.jpg

Berry then spoke, and expecting something entrancing and forceful to come from his mouth that sounded like:  "you are by far the most beautiful woman I've ever seen, and you belong with me", instead sounded like this coming from his swollen mouth, "du be ba gar da bost bittifa booman I bea been, ban boo bewon bif be."  The redhead then smiled which caused drool and blood to spill from his mouth.

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Looking at the young boy, who looked even shorter then the brawler was, David squatted down to check his condition. The cabin boy was alright, except from being unconscious from a big bump on the head. Slowly taking of the ropes and dumping it into the sea, a sudden dodge saved him from a club to the head. A panting, confused boy faced him. Left, right, forward. Right, left, forward. The attacks that the cabin boy made was predicting, and slow enough to make simple turns. Grabbing the club, it took almost all his effort to not punch the kid back, yet all the fighter did was break the club.. and return a kick to his face. This was to urge the kid, to make him actually get serious.


The boy, unconscious, fell over to the ship floor. As David gave himself a huge face palm, for resorting to violence and knowing the colored man didn't need to go that far. When out of nowhere, a voice that seemed to be back on the other ship reached his ears. Diverting his attention to the
source of the voice. The person was a female, and looked as if they was made of gold. All shiny like. It could have burnt his eyes. The first mate wanted to alert his captain, yet the red head had already started to bounce to the other ship.

Touching his face, there wasn't a bump on his face at all. Breathing a sigh of relief, he watched as the captain tried to play it smooth, and failing terribly. Since David was hungry, he retreated into the kitchen to chop up the meat in his pockets. It smelled of sweat. Of course it had a smell of total disgust, he rested in a bed with it! Throwing it away, the boy searched drastically for something to eat. Coming out with a fruit salad, which the only way that the martial artist could enjoy was.. by eating it.

While eating, David decided to get onto the enemy ship. Walking through the line to the enemy ship, the only thing that was on his mind was to sort out the captain. It was almost killing his mental life was to see a person who he was fighting with act so stupidly. Walking gently behind him, he gave a blow to the head that ended up with Kane holding his head with a huge bump growing. His eyes was a look with anger, his teeth was sharpened like a shark's jaws.

"OI. IF YOUR GONNA ACT THAT DUMB TOWARDS WOMEN THEN SHE CAN JUST KICK YOUR ASS RIGHT HERE AND NOW." What he did say was kind of true, if the unnamed lady was a potential danger, Berry was the first to get attacked. Going into his defensive stance, he eyed the woman to see if a apparent move was going to be taken before resorting to using his own fists for himself. 

[cremuex]

To jump as high and effortlessly as the man did with his acrobatic flip was no doubt impressive, almost showy, like he was flaunting himself at her, which in complete honesty, she did not mind at all. The sweat, blood and pheromones radiating off the mans muscled form as he got closer and closer to her. She wasn't oblivious to the man's animal magnetism and she bit her lip on the inside of her mouth as her golden eyes scanned the man's body her hands tempted to just run themselves over his torso and arms. His piercing blue eyes catching her gaze in an almost breath taking manner and the intensity made her breathing a slight bit heavier. She felt almost compelled to pull the man on top of her. How difficult it was to resist herself from a man that had come straight out of a fight was something she'd never known until that moment.

When the shadow of his dapper top hat danced away from his face to show the beaten, bruised and swelling face that had taken a bludgeoning moments before could she tell just how much pain the man wasn't showing. She couldn't understand a word of what the man was saying and wondered for a moment if he was concussed from the hits that they'd taken. She moved a gloved finger in front of the man's face, the natural reaction was to follow it with his gaze, and when she determined that there was no brain damage because they were able to look at it without moving the rest of his head to match she could tell that they didn't have the symptoms of brain damage present, which was thankful if she was going to get off the ship and get paid, even if it was from someone else's pocket then she'd originally planned.

"You might have to repeat that when the swelling's gone down a bit more because honestly, I couldn't understand a word of it." What she'd heard, besides goo-goo talk and possibly him calling her pitiful (which didn't match the body language the man was evidently displaying) was largely nonsensical to her.

She couldn't help but give a smooth chuckle as her hand covered her mouth, seeing the younger man scald what she assumed to be his captain. Her charm hadn't been met with the same sort of reaction that she was used to, and the dark skinned martial artist went into a defensive pose like they were ready to fight her too, but since he hadn't moved to attack her yet, which he had every opportunity to do, she assumed that he wouldn't act in anything beyond self defense.

"Thank you for not killing the cabin-boy." She gave a coy smile to the fighter, "They have good intentions and they just want to prove themselves, but they have yet to learn not to do the unnecessary. She explained to them, sensing a bit of that same enthusiasm to prove their worth from the younger of the other crewman. Like he needed to show that he was good enough. If not to the world then at least to himself.

She excused herself from the two with a hand gesture that said that she would just be a moment as she went down a hatch that lead to the galley below, leaving them to discuss what they should do as she figured out what to do about the Harbinger crew. She returned a few minutes later with her doctors bag and a new ice bag wrapped in paper towel for the swelling. Surely they had worse injuries than the mans face, but her priority was to be able to understand them so that they could come to a peaceful agreement and the man's wrecked could be improved with a bit of professional care. She placed the ice against the swollen area's of his face and moved the mans hand to hold it in place as she looked over their injuries.

"Oh, sorry-" She excused herself once more for not going through the proper introductions, seeing as they were on a pirate ship such formalities seemed off. She reached a hand out in greetings to the young boy, since she didn't seem to need to gain the trust of the much easier influenced Captain.

"Doctor Sophia Portman." She said in a somewhat official manner, explaining as to why she had such gear and wasn't attacking them, but that she was doing the exact opposite. It was also the reason why she wasn't called to fight and why when she went to get her things that she hadn't returned with weapons galore.

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With a lump now on the back of his head, Berry stood up and shook his face, ridding himself of the stars he was seeing.  Looking to David after having been scolded, he stated "borry" (sorry) to his crew mate for not acting more respectfully.  Representation was key in the Captain's eyes, and the first mate reminding him of this was somewhat humbling.  

As Sophia touched Berry's hand to have him hold the ice pack to his own cheek the redhead's face began to match his hair.  The swelling on his face subsiding fast, he then watched as she strolled down below the deck of the ship and turned to David after she was out of rang to hear Berry speak,

"Can you believe our luck David?  This beautiful woman , right here in the middle of the sea!  What are the odds anyways?  Okay, we need her on our crew so we've got to play it smooth from here on out.  No more games I promise, but in case you think of doing anything silly just know I got my eye on you."  As she returned to the deck Berry's eyes latched on to her and he couldn't get over how attractive she was.  Studying her figure as she approached his nose then started to bleed.  She then proceeded to introduce herself.

"Oh, sorry- "Doctor Sophia Portman."

"Good morning to you Doc- wait, you're a doctor?"  The redhead then turned to David and smiled.

"It is so very nice to meet you.  My name is Berry Kane, Captain of this fine vessel here named "The Gambit", and this gentlemen here standing before you is David Fisuto, the first mate of the ship.  Together we make up the Fortune Pirates."

Berry gave the doctor a moment to take in everything he just told her, then continued.  Standing up straight, adjusting his tie, and sticking out his chest a bit, he went on to say in a formal matter, "Doctor Portman, though we do not know each other past introductions I would like to humbly invite you to join us on our ship.  We will serve you a meal and beverage, as Mr. Fisuto is an excellent cook.  Afterwards you can take a tour of the ship and if you like the vessel I would hope we could sit down for an interview.  A doctor is needed on aboard and if you aren't tied to closely with these pirates who attacked us, we would love to welcome you to sail with us.  Unfortunately it seems, they will not have the funding necessary to maintain your employment."


Berry then turned to the tied up cabin boy and yelled to him,  "Young man, take Mr. Fisuto here to the crew's cash box and take out all the money, treasure, and jewels except what is owed to Ms. Portman here.  If you're quick about it we may feed you dinner!"

As the captain yelled his orders to confiscate the treasure of the Harbinger several of the ship's crew managed to slowly rise to their feet after crawling back to the ship.  One of them spoke up,

"You canna take our treasure!"

"I can and will take all assets of any value on your ship.  This is non-negotiable.  However, aside from being a pirate I am also a businessman."

"Wha are ya talkin' about?"  The look on the pirate's face was one of confusion.  Berry replied with an answer he hoped would help the crewman strewn about the decks of both ships could understand, and yelled loud enough for everyone to hear him,

"You have been defeated!  I'm well within my rights to scuttle your ship, make off with your treasure, and send all of you to the bottom of the sea!  But you may notice if you do a quick head count all of you are alive!"

The men were beginning to get up and grab their weapons but stopped and looked at each other.  Though some men were badly beaten and still unconscious or treading water in the sea, all were indeed still alive.

"Now that you are aware of this we will negotiate!  Your captain will sit down and talk with me, and depending on how the discussion goes, you will all be drowned at sea-"  All of the men gasped when they heard this, but Berry kept talking once that was over with, "or, you will all be set free, allowed to keep your ship and maybe even your money."  Then all of the men cheered "hurray!".  The pirate who had complained about the money being taken quickly asked,

"Why would ya do that?"

"Well, your Captain has something I want.  There is no need to kill all of you to get it.  If your leader decides to meet my conditions you may all very well be allowed to leave, almost as if nothing had happened!  Now, where is your Captain?"

The pirate pointed out to the sea.  Apparently the first man Berry had kicked when the fight started and sent flying into the ocean was the Captain.  The redheaded businessman quickly jumped back to his ship and threw a life preserver with a rope tied to it to the enemy Captain and reeled him in.  All of them stared, doing nothing to help but at the same time doing nothing to hinder.  Once Berry pulled the captain onto the deck he threw him a towel.  The captain looked confused.  Berry then turned and saw David was well under way with his looting, as his presence wasn't on any of the decks, so he spoke to Sophia.  

"I apologize, but the interview I spoke to you about will need to wait until we've secured the situation in its entirety.  Once I've had a chance to negotiate with the Captain here-"  Berry was suddenly interrupted as the Captain pulled a knife from his waste belt and lunged at him.  The muscled redhead easily dodged this, twisted the knife from his hand, got him in a headlock as he started dragging him towards the his own quarters.  "-we will have the chance to talk.  Thank you for the ice pack by the way, I feel very refreshed!"  Once the businessman dragged the angered and screaming Captain into his room, a screaming of a different sort could then be heard of "AAAAGH!!" followed by loud "thumps"

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Ah, embarrassment. If there was a word that would expression Dave's childish giggling as the captain's face totally screamed out: humiliation. He deserved it though. The redhead, while getting treated by the doctrine, was a literal tomato. The ice pack should have melted by now, examinations proving that Berry Kane, the man who saved the boy from a possibly avoidable death, but still a possibility nonetheless, is falling head over heels for such a woman. It didn't help hearing him marvel over her as if she was some type of goddess. After this whole ordeal, the lad will have a talk with her. Possibly try and get her to not seem so.. whatever the captain sees in her too much.



The only interesting part of the conversation, introduction, whatever, was that she was an actual doctor. This felt somewhat nice to know. At least it could carry a weight off him, from worrying about the health of his captain. On the other hand.. She really needs to cool it down with the so called 'beauty.' Like, about now. An eye that glared at Sophia, filled of only curses shot at her, but luckily she didn't notice. The thought of now cooking for the golden figure didn't help either. A sharp feeling of getting used just to impress her jabbed into his gut.


It seemed that the cabin boy awoke from his unconsciousness while the Captain was introducing himself. Something felt wrong within the boy however, as if all emotions except from disappointment and saddening was spread all over. Just like butter. Speaking of food, the lad must have been hungry. Even before the order to get the treasure, David had already untied Cabin Jack, his new nickname, and took him to the kitchen. It was made clear that if any funny business would surely end up with Cabin getting a deserved punch to the face. So while Jack sat still on a chair, the chef searched for any supplies. Jesus, it was like a literal dump. Soup it is then. Grabbing some good and rare ingredients that felt like it would take ages to find. The needy chef didn't care. It was no longer apart of him to get the treasure, but to treat a fallen fighter.

Took almost an eternity, but he fed the boy.

"Yo, make sure that you take me to where the treasure is."

Cabin Jack nodded. It felt like telling off a child, and its timid response when you ask if it is well. The boy's face blossomed, the food cheering him up if even if it was by a little bit.

"You feel down because you lost, didn't you?" The question was a burning arrow, piercing deep into its target and scorching the remains. Jack was surprised. How could this unknown person, already know that much about him? Cabin Boy stayed still. And he nodded.

"I can sympathize." Damnit David, couldn't you let this go? Shivre Mountain was a good memory, but every memory could have bad ones. It's just that the fighter couldn't let it go. Losing. Those two axes would be something that the martial artist would aim to crush.
Each lost was a step back from his dream, and it was too early for that. Too early.

After the meal, they both went into the ships storage. It was a literal gold mine. All this treasure was enough to get him some new knives for chopping, some cooking equipment, pots and pans.. ah, the Captain will love this. Seeing how he will probably spend it on the woman made him seriously doubt if he should even continue. Yet that thought was quickly dismissed.

"Oi, Jacky. Help me carry this up to the captain." Carrying loads of treasure, both of them carrying the found goods in front of the captain's quarters. The door was locked, yet a loud banging noise was heard inside. Thump. Thump. Poor sap who had to suffer through that BRUTAL interrogation. Sitting down with the treasure, both of them waited for both captains to leave the room.

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The Captain introduced himself and the none too pleased vested martial artist who gave her a disapproving look. Her wiles wouldn't work on the younger man and it seemed she would actually have to try to get him on side, or at least, not to hate her. She'd dealt with that before, be it from prudish men that disapproved her attire or other more moral reasons such as being a part of the crew that had set upon them she wasn't sure, but she would have to be more careful with him then she did with her current crew. Th Harbinger pirates seemed to let her do as she pleased, but it seemed to her that she would need to be more respectable so she slipped into her business mindset.

She was surprised to learn that they were pirates themselves, but with only two crewmen it would make sense that they would need to be stronger and tougher. When she heard that they needed a doctor her first thought was to get herself a raise, just by existing she seemed to have won the captain's favor. She could always play hard to get, but such a tactic was a gamble because if they refused her conditions she would either be without pay, or seem overly desperate. She could already tell that she would end up on the Fortune Pirates side, such a name as 'Fortune' seemed like something that she'd go for anyway, but the Harbinger not being able to pay was the deciding factor.

She made a mental note as to the two men's names, something she'd not done for the cabin boy or the rest of the crew that held little or no sway. Berry seemed to have the situation well under control and the harshness of being threatened with drowning and then the kindness of offering the crew their lives and ship made him seem all the more forgiving to the beaten men. She couldn't help but give an approving smirk as he got her former Captain in a head lock and dragged him off for a private meeting. She hadn't followed as to where the cabin boy and chef had gotten off to, but that wasn't her primary concern right now. Right now, she had injuries to treat.

She focused at first with the ones that were unable to respond, ignoring the moans and whimpers for attention for those that were not able to make such noises from being unconscious. Nobody seemed to have any deep cuts however, so bleeding wasn't a primary issue, most seemed to have internal injuries and some, she guessed, but even have had broken bones, but this was difficult to confirm without an x-ray.

She gestured to one of the men that were kicked into the ocean since they didn't seem too damaged to help and they had come in with the captain. She believed that he was the quarter master, if memory served her correctly.

"Nick, Depending on how the captain's negotiations go, I may not be with you much longer, so you may have to take care of the men in my absence." She went through her doctors bag and acquired a notepad and pencil, handing it to the quarter master and explaining a few things to him in the most laymen of terms, letting him take notes.

"Most of the men will be fine in a few weeks, given adequate rest. Do NOT give anyone her paracetamol. If it thins their blood they could suffer worsening internal bleeding. If they need medication for pain give them ibuprofen or aspirin. The labels should tell you how much and how often. Codeine is only to be used in the most severe of cases. She looked up at the man that was hurriedly taking notes, getting him to repeat what he'd written down to make sure that he had the correct information.

She moved about the crew, making sure to explain simply what was needed for each individual, thankfully Nick knew the crew mates names and wrote everything done as such. After a while, the yells from inside the room died down and she assumed that they had come to an agreement at last. Her job was mostly done, she just needed to ease the men back on to their respective ship. and be given her orders.

She stood at attention, waiting for the two (or at least one of the two) Captains to leave the room. She noticed that the cabin boy was kind enough to gather her things for her, which included her bag of clothes, heavy text books and a briefcase sized case of medications that was locked in two places.