The Third Shout: A Sea Of Discovery!

[Kami-Gaz]

Today was a good day… well for Roland Arch Captain of the Vox Pirates, today was a good day. He had just spent the first night out at sea on his own pirate ship… granted he and the rest of his crew didn’t own anything else aside from the weapons they carried and the clothes on their backs. That may have all been caused by the haste Roland had been in yesterday… when he arrived in the pirate market and recruited Ryuji. With minor commotion making them run away on said man’s house boat. Well Roland decided to help after being chased for a few hours, with the use of his fruit he launched the boat into Aityaia Island, separating him and Ryuji.

Well there the pirates chasing them caught up and began hunting for the pair, which got the attention of the local marine garrison. Cyndia who had found Roland in a café eating a sandwich was recruited to see him make his dream a reality… Then an epic chase ensues which in the end got the trio this boat. When Ryuji and Cyndia realised they had none of their belongings though Roland offered to get them more! But that was a bit late and this brings us to now… Roland walking out of the captains cabin with bruises and lumps on his head from the beating he got yesterday.

“Guud Mornin!” Roland announced with his voice rattling the ship that was floating with it’s anchor down and sails raised. “I slept guud!” He had a numb mouth from where one of the many punches had caught him on the jaw, making him bite his tongue… that will fix itself.

The young king to be had raided what was onboard the vessel and was in a new outfit today, a slightly too big button up shirt that was unbuttoned to reveal his torso, a sash around his waist that hung over his tracksuit bottoms and a big tricorn hat on his head with plume included. Nothing could break his spirit today!

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Roland: efff9b

[Blushing z0ro]

RESUKUIE RYUJI
ACT I SCENE III

- The Third Shout:
A Sea Of Discovery! -

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Ryuji did not sleep well. The swordsman was still irritated at the loss of all his belongings, most of it didn;t matter too much and was easily replaceable. Clothes could be bought and repaired, the booze was running low anyway and the pirates who owned this ship before left plenty of it. More annoying was Ryuji’s sword maintenance kit, it didn't have any sentimental value but it was part of his daily routine to keep good care of his swords.

The swordsman had no oils, no powder or whetstone to keep everything about the blades perfect, which was a shame, especially after a fight. Ryuji had cleaned the bades and the oil on the ship was good enough to make sure the swords wouldn;t rust but it wasn’t ideal. It was even more important at sea as all the salt and water was notoriously terrible for steel.

The crew’s first mate was simply sitting in the middle of the deck, back leaning against the main mast as he examined the alignment of his blade, making sure everything was perfectly straight as the sound of a door slamming open and an even louder voice came across the ship.

Roland was up and re-energized it seemed. Shame that, the swordsman was hoping for a little more quiet time, though it was also a blessing in a way as it meant there was someone else awake on the ship aside from him and Cyndia woman.

There was just something about that woman that rubbed Ryuji the wrong way, his instinct told him not to trust her. So he wouldn’t. His master, Shinmen Ryuunosuke always told him to trust fate and his instinct so while fate had put her in his path, his instinct said not to trust therefore he would tolerate the long-legged woman but not trust her, a compromise if you will.

As Roland… he would be met with a glare. Ryuji knew the loud endearing man would manage to make everyone forget about what happened but until then, he had to get the message across, even after the beating that was given to him.

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Tag: Vio Kami-Gaz
Words: 355
Ryuji: 0d4d01

[Vio]

^{Cyndia #1}

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Gentle waves and a good tailwind had carried them far, Aityaia long behind them — alongside their troubles. Maleev Cyndia had not slept too well, but she’d done a good job of making the most of the few hours she’d managed to claim for herself. She had always been a light sleeper, for it was a matter of having to be. If someone discovered her purpose, drifting deep was as dangerous as falling overboard in a storm. But, so far, she was rather well established within this fledgling crew despite her very recent introduction.

The slurred but loud sound of her Captain’s voice across the deck was a welcome addition, for she wasn’t exactly sure about conversing with Ryuji too intimately. It was something she needed to do to further get her foot in the door, but timing just hadn’t been convenient. Slightly rounded, soft pink eyes looked to the jolly loudmouth that was Roland from where she stood — behind the helm — and transferred a gaze that was equal parts annoyed and cheerful.

“Good morning!” she chirped, keeping the ship’s wheel steady, more as a distraction than anything. Her mind was rife with thoughts and considerations, still a little frustrated at the fact she’d been taken unprepared, lacking most of her possessions. While Roland at least had managed to pilfer some attire to make do, Miss Maleev had not, nor did she intend to wear the clothes of pirates. Oddly enough, despite her annoyance at having to wear the same outfit, she seemed rather bright, loose fronds of hair at the base of her bun fanned out like the fire of the sun.

“Ahehe… Again, sorry about yesterday,” she spoke with a soft and subdued laugh, rubbing the back of her neck as she took note of Roland’s still swollen visage. “We were still running on adrenaline! Ahehe…”

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SPOILER: Click to show

{Post Synopsis:—}
_{A new morning and Cyndia apologises for what happened!}

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Maleev Cyndia | #e48400

[Kami-Gaz]

Roland did his best to smile to Cyndia who had chirped her morning greeting to him from behind the helm of the vessel, it was good she knew how to sail as well. He himself had been taught how to sail and was decently okay at most of the roles on the ship but he never mastered any of the crafts. With a wave he headed over to the woman, seeing how Ryuji was still being sour about yesterday and thinking he needed time to cool himself off.

“Itsh no worriesh.” The man spoke, doing his best to get used to the numb and slightly swollen tongue that he had. “I losht all of my things too!” Roland announced with a grin that despite the bruising and the lump looked innocent and bright. A lot had happened yesterday, that was true He and Ryuji met and ran from pirates who chased them all the way to where he and Ryuji crashed the boat and had to flee. That was before marines got involved.

“We can take it eashe today.” He spoke with a confident nod before turning his attention from the woman to the rest of the ship and down to Ryuji the sulky spoil sport. He had to cheer the fellow up, a glum first made always gave a bad example of the king he served under. “Hey Ryuji!” He called; his voice being amplified by his fruit.

“I found all shorts of food and beer in the kitchen! I can make you breakfast if you want!” The more he was speaking the less the slurred speaking was happening… already getting better soon he would feel like he hadn’t even taken that light bashing. “I’m not the best! But at least it something!” The young king to be announced before making his move away from Cyndia and giving her a nod to thank her for her work on the helm. He was now to do the one thing he was never to do as ordered by his father… make a meal for others. What’s the worst that could happen?

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Roland: efff9b

[Blushing z0ro]

RESUKUIE RYUJI
ACT I SCENE III

- The Third Shout:
A Sea Of Discovery! -

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Ryuji raised a single eyebrow at his Captain’s offer of food, the swordsman had to admit to himself he was hungry, not having eaten anything since the day prior.

The earnest smile and attitude of Rolan did have a way to alleviate tensions, and like the Captain remarked he did lose all his belongings as well, at least what little he had carried with him at the time the two men met.

It somehow already felt like an eternity since Ryuji had met this weird loud man, even though it had only been barely over a day now. How was this even possible, a single day and now Ryuji could hardly imagine a world without the overbearing presence of one shouty boy.

Ryuji finished examining his blade and sheathed it with a sigh, before turning his head back to the captain.

“Make the food good and we’re good. I’m starving.”

The expression on the swordsman’s face relaxed, there was little point to stay mad, they were all stuck on this ship with nowhere to go, everyone being hostile would not be productive in the slightest.

Ryuji did spare another glance at Cyndia and… nope. There was just something about the way that woman behaved that rubbed him wrong, he would just have to ignore her until he managed to get to the bottom of it.

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Tag: Vio Kami-Gaz
Words: 225
Ryuji: 0d4d01

[Vio]

^{Cyndia #2}

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Thankfully, Roland was quick to accept the apology and highlight the fact that his hubris had cost him much the same as it had herself and Ryuji. If she cared to, Cyndia would have breathed a sigh of relief, but that seemed a tad excessive. She didn’t need to lay on the act any thicker than she already had — her successes here had mostly been down to the Captain’s own mannerisms. Still, there was ice to be broken, else she was little more than a tagalong without sway.

“I can make you breakfast if you want!” Roland chirped — more clearly this time — to the swordsman who had so far kept his distance and avoided conversation. Breakfast. That was an idea. One which painfully reminded Agent Maleev of the distinct lack of what she would call good food aboard the ship. Indeed, before taking the helm, she had briefly rummaged through possible options and found very little of worth to her dietary habits, though she doubted that would be a problem for the others.

“I’m starving,” Ryuji answered, his eyes catching hers for the briefest moment before turning away. His behaviour was strange and, though she had attributed it to a reasonable lack of trust in her, a strange thought crossed her mind. What if — what if — his reason for avoiding her was because he was shy? A brave but shy swordsman incapable of meeting the eye of his one true love, her mind whirred, meshing reality with the tales of her favourite novels. That, however, was certainly neither likely nor appropriate for her mission, and so she dismissed those thoughts with a rapid shake of her head.

^{“Ahehe… Yeah, me too,” Cynd added:
“I shouldn’t have skipped breakfast…”}

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SPOILER: Click to show

{Post Synopsis:—}
_{Cyndia notes that she has not eaten either, after shaking away pointless thoughts.}

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Maleev Cyndia | #e48400
Roland Arch | #efff9b
Resukuie Ryuji | #0d4d01

[Kami-Gaz]

With the other two agreeing to breakfast the captain and king to be nodded, managing a bright smile despite the lumps and bumps that had slowly begun to fade on him. Today was already off to a fantastic start! They could relax as the Calamity Jane sailed through the south blue lazily as they decided upon their next destination. In a moment Roland had vanished below the deck and into the kitchen area towards the rear of the ship, leaving both Cyndia and Ryuji along to get to know each other properly… a crew had to be friends after all.

From his earlier scouting Roland had found all the utensils he was going to need and what he was going to make for breakfast. He hadn’t asked for dietary preferences, but he did notice that Cyndia liked to munch on leaves as snacks… so she must be one of them vegetarians his dad always laughed at. Roland was not going to laugh at her choices he was going to do his best to accommodate. Ryuji seemed to be a meat lover… so making something for him was easy enough.

In a flurry of movement, the future king whizzed around the kitchen grabbing ingredients and pots and pans. He turned on the burners and got plates ready all as he aimed to make a breakfast befitting of himself and his crew. He was admittedly not the best chef… but he could make something edible… and look amazing.

There were sounds of bacons and sausages sizzling as a knife cut through a selection of fruit and vegetables. The sounds of his activities could be heard up on the main deck as he hummed away to himself in a happy tune that he thought sounded good… though with his fruits ability it gentle rumbled the entire ship with what could only be an excessive base.

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Roland: efff9b

[Blushing z0ro]

RESUKUIE RYUJI
ACT I SCENE III

- The Third Shout:
A Sea Of Discovery! -

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Roland quickly ran back below the deck ready to make everyone some breakfast. Which unfortunately left Ryuji and Cyndia alone on the deck again. The swordsman couldn’t help but not like that woman, she just rubbed him the wrong way.

Ryuji would just have to focus on what he was doing , keeping his swords, sharp and cleaned, however he was pretty much done, as he was just finishing putting the last few touches of powder and making sure there were no splotches anywhere.

The First Mate looked about for something to keep him busy… damn it, he only really knew swords and there was only one left… well at least he wouldn;t be able to be blamed for not being a team player.

Ryuji looked up to where Cyndia was standing at the helm and held out his hand.

“Oy! Woman! Give your blade over! Don’t want anyone fighting with something rusty or blunt!”

It wasn’t quite a katana like Ryuji was used to but the shape and style looked similar enough. Ryuji should be more than capable of giving it a good clean and sharpen if it did need it. Hopefully if he looked like he concentrated hard enough this Cyndia would not try and talk to him while they waited for food.

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Tag: Vio Kami-Gaz
Words: 215
Ryuji: 0d4d01

[Vio]

^{Cyndia #3}

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And once more, Maleev Cyndia was left alone with Ryuji as Roland vanished below deck to begin his culinary endeavours. For a moment, she saw not a thing wrong with it, but then it dawned upon her that she perhaps should have elaborated about her dietary habits. Well, it probably wasn’t wise to abandon her post entirely just to deliver the correction. For all she knew, he’d paid attention to her snacking choices anyway! He seemed the sort to care, though she couldn’t place why.

^{“Oy! Woman,” Ryuji declared:
“Give your blade over…!”}

“Hm? …Oh! This?” Miss Maleev questioned awkwardly. It wasn’t as if she was carrying another blade on her person — not one that needed to be lugged about and sharpened at least. It was a simple, unceremonious example of a blade: Shorter than the average katana, with a rounded guard, but otherwise very similar in that it was a single-edged weapon. “Ahehe… Luckily it doesn’t see a lot of use, because I’m not that good with it,” she stated, truthfully at that, as she locked the ship’s wheel to stay their course and handed the weapon, sheath and all, over to the First Mate.

“I’m better at using my legs, which is helpful because I’m taller than most people!” Cynd chirped, answering a question that hadn’t actually been asked. Truth be told, Cipher Pol Agent or otherwise, she was growing a little bored of the silence that permeated the upper deck. Fortunately, Roland’s backing bass vocals seemed to give life to the atmosphere, even if he was out of sight. “Oh! How did you get into swords, Ryuji? You seem to know what you’re doing~!”

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SPOILER: Click to show

{Post Synopsis:—}
_{Cyndia accepts the offer by Ryuji but, much to his probably dismay, tries to spark up a conversation!}

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Maleev Cyndia | #e48400
Roland Arch | #efff9b
Resukuie Ryuji | #0d4d01

[Kami-Gaz]

There was a flash of fire as Roland flipped the meats in the pan with an expert toss, getting the meats he had in there to start browning perfectly with his cooking. In the moment the pan touched the hob he shifted his attention to preparing the leafy salad base with oils before placing it into a large bowl. Cyndia was going to need a lot for her long legs. He turned his attention to the meats that sizzled. He pushed that pan off of the hob to cool slowly in their own juices as a new pan was placed on the hob and few eggs were cracked to be done sunny side up. Beside this was a mix for scrambled eggs and another with pancake batter.

He kept humming away as he worked providing an air of energy to the kitchen that made it feel far more alive than it just being filled with one diligently busy person. “I’m the dude with the don’t care crown and I ain’t gunna be taken down~!” He broke his humming with some words in a lyrical fashion, the words projected by his voice out of the porthole window in a shimmer of purple energy that exploded against the sea to cause a shower of water over the main deck.

The eggs were fried sunny side up, a pair were shifted into the meat pan and the third was carefully placed on top of a plate next to the salad before pancake batter was placed into it with a gentle sizzle. In what felt like a flash of time a stack of pancakes had been created and all that was left was a quick scramble of eggs.

Minutes later a boot was used to kick the door from the kitchen open to the main deck and Roland walked out with his arms laden with plates that looked to die for. He had enough food piled in his arms carefully carried to be a feast. There was a plate each for himself and Ryuji that had a few pancakes with sausage, bacon and each kind of egg on top presented as if they were to be served to a king. For Cyndia a bowl with a fruit salad that glistened perfectly in the light, next to it was a small plate with a few pancakes and each kind of egg off to the side just in case she didn’t like eggs.

“Breakfast is served!” he called, the anticipation he was feeling for their reactions was rocking him to the core and a giant grin was on his face. His food was nutritious and looked fantastic… it miraculously lacked one thing… any form of flavour, not that he knew that.

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Roland: efff9b

[Blushing z0ro]

RESUKUIE RYUJI
ACT I SCENE III

- The Third Shout:
A Sea Of Discovery! -

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Ryuji took the blade the Cyndia woman handed over to him and swiftly brought it close to him for inspection. Hmmm definitely had not seen much use, but not that much care either. Even a blade that only spent time in a sheath needed to be cared for or else it would dull and rust, just more slowly and insidiously than one left in the open.

Ryuji began to dismantle the weapon, removing the guard and the handle to leave only the bare metal and examined it for any imperfections before beginning the sharpening. Just as the young man was about to bring the naked blade to the whetstone did he glance up at the long legged woman when she asked him about how he got interested in swords.

The swordsman focus immediately went back to his work, but he did answer the question, if only bluntly and curtly. “My master taught me.” That was all she needed to know.

The serenity of Ryuji’s work was again broken, by the familiar booming voice of the loudest man in the world. However this time the man brought breakfast, and therefore a small allowance for the noise could be allowed.

In fact Ryuji stared in awe at the plate of food that was presented to him, it looked absolutely amazing, was Roland secretly some sort of renowned chef? The swordsman could not help but drool a little at the food in front of hi,.

Only narrowly regaining his composure with a small cough, Rtuji thanked his captain. “Thank you, it looks pretty good actually.” This was of course an understatement, and with no further adobe, Ryuji dug in, making sure to get a bit of everything with his fork and put the food in his mouth. And then… there was nothing.

How in all that was pure and good in this world could something with so many ingredients that looked so delicious could just taste of… nothing. The total absence of flavour was almost a miracle of its own. Surely that was some sort of joke, this had to be done with purpose for there was no way for anyone to accidentally do something like that.

It was with a mouth still full of food and puffed cheeks that Ryuji turned his head and looked at his captain, hoping the punchline would come and would be followed by a real breakfast.

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Tag: Vio Kami-Gaz
Words: 399
Ryuji: 0d4d01

[Vio]

^{Cyndia #4}

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“My master taught me,” was all the response Maleev Cyndia received, much to her confusion and surprise. If anything, she was actually rather taken aback by the curtness of Ryuji’s response, himself apparently absorbed in the process of examining, cleaning, and sharpening her blade. Of course, in her typical fashion, she was about to try and pry a little more information out of him — personal intrigue at this point — when another voice broke the cloak of silence that the swordsman had so fondly wrapped about himself.

^{Slam!
“Breakfast is served…!”}

“Oh, wow,” Miss Maleev voiced as she saw her Captain walk onto the deck with platters in hand. Though she did not eat meat, she had to appreciate the presentation of the breakfast Roland had prepared for himself and his first mate — plump sausage and rashers of bacon, pancakes and egg — as well as her own. A salad bowl of lush and leafy fruit and vegetables whose arrangement could only be compared to that one would find in a fanciful restaurant, like that Rosencrantz’ place that she had heard had burned down some months ago. An unfortunate loss, really, but not for her to worry about at present.

“Ahehe~! This looks amazing, Roland! Thank you so much~!” Much as Ryuji had, Cyndia did the same and was quick to dig into the elaborate meal, albeit a bit less aggressively than the swordsman as she made sure to gather cuts of vegetable and fruit into a neat bite size portion before inserting it into her mouth. “Mm– …?” The synchronicity of their responses was uncanny. Now, salads hardly had the reputation of being the most flavourful of things by most peoples’ books; a reputation unjustly deserved and hopefully broken by Roland’s amazing artistry. Sadly, of all the salads Cyndia had ever eaten, this was the most bland.

There was nothing but texture, itself fine and dandy. Everything had the same crunch, juiciness, and softness that one would have expected of fresh produce, oddly enough. What lacked was the flavour. No gentle sweetness from the fruit, no bitter tang from the greens, nothing. Eyes looked to Ryuji, himself seemingly stolen away by a similar experience, and then to Roland as she swallowed to clear her mouth of the tasteless intrusion. It would have been rude to spit it out!

“Um,” she began, setting her silverware back down and looking the man dead in the eye. “Roland? I– I’m sorry to ask this, but… Ahehehe…,” she chuckled with a hint of embarrassment as to why she was asking this. “It looks amazing, but it doesn’t have any taste…?” A part of her, deep inside, hoped to high heaven that the meal just had an absurdly fantastic aftertaste, but it seemed far from the point at which such wonderment would come. At least poorly prepared vegetables still had a watery flavour to them, but this was different…

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SPOILER: Click to show

{Post Synopsis:—}
_{Cyndia fails to get any more information from Ryuji but, both are delighted (and then shocked) by Roland’s cooking!}

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Maleev Cyndia | #e48400
Roland Arch | #efff9b
Resukuie Ryuji | #0d4d01

[Kami-Gaz]

Roland ate his own food with a grin… that slowly vanished as he noticed the lack of flavour. With a heavy swallow he tried again, maybe it was just a bad bite. He rumbled away, first in contentment at getting food and then frustration at his own meal not having any taste whatsoever! His eyes looked up from the plate to see both Cyndia and Ryuji looking at him. His first mate expectedly as if this was a joke…

“My second act as captain of this crew.” He announced after swallowing his food and setting a firm and commanding voice that neither of the pair had ever heard before. A tone that was empowered by the natural effects added by his devil fruit. “We find a cook!” The words came so clear, so powerful… They were dominating.

With a determined fire in his eyes, he finished his food as quickly as possible, scarfing it down in naught but a few mouthfuls and used the rumbling of his voice to help break it all down into something easy to swallow. Then with a resolved step he headed to the wheel, leaving the other two to finish their food. “I was taught how to cook from a young age… by a man with no sense of smell or taste. This was my first time cooking on my own.” He announced before chuckling. He had been taught to make his food look amazing, but as a side effect of this cooking technique all flavour was sapped away in place of visual beauty. A cooking style called Madusa Style.

"I thought it would turn out okay!"

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Roland: efff9b

[Blushing z0ro]

RESUKUIE RYUJI
ACT I SCENE III

- The Third Shout:
A Sea Of Discovery! -

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Ryuji just… stared. What possessed him to follow this man on this ridiculous journey? Not that there was much to do about it now. Ryuji was committed and couldn’t exactly back out now.

The swordsman sighed deeply and with a single movement lifted his plate above his head and just pushed all the food down his own gullet like a baby bird may have food given by their parents. A couple chews and boom, food eaten. If it didn’t taste of anything, little point in making it last.

One loud burp later and Ryuji set his plate down on the deck before resuming the cleaning and sharpening of the long legged woman’s weapon.

Still, Roland's statement that they needed a chef were well founded, they couldn’t be expected to eat the captain’s slop for long periods of time. While the lack of flavour did not make the food bad for you it certainly did not help morale, plus Ryuji wasn’t certain that whatever alchemical process Roland had removed all flavour from the ingredients wasn’t possibly noxious to humans.

“If we want to find a chef… Does that mean we have a heading?” While Ryuji wasn’t hiding a certain amount of sarcasm in his tone and statement the question was a real one. They needed to be going somewhere rather than just run away from other pirates and marines. The question was where and the answer should lie with the Captain.

Ryuji had already accepted that somehow there was no way to ever distance himself from the loudest man on the seas, they were stuck with each for better or worse. The captain could be a goof, that was okay Ryuji would do his best to compensate, but the captain was the one that had to call the shots and until Roland properly acted the part they could not expect to gather a proper crew.

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Tag: Vio Kami-Gaz
Words: 314
Ryuji: 0d4d01

[Vio]

^{Cyndia #5}

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For the first actual time since she’d met him, Roland actually gave a proper instruction—an itinerary for his fledgling crew. So far, Cyndia’s experience of his methods and manners indicated a slapdash approach, unrefined and without any form of experience. Of course, experience alone did not a Captain make, but there was no denying the charm this young man carried. Despite his kitchen mishap and the revelations regarding it, he was a leader, even if he didn’t seem like it at a glance.

A dangerous type of leader.

“If we want to find a chef…,” Ryuji spoke up, himself returning his focus to the hwando of Miss Maleev’s, and raised an important question. As for the long-legged lady, she at least tried to humour her Captain’s cooking, though she was far from being able to do what the swordsman had managed. On the bright side, as she munched away at somehow tasteless salad, she was able to distract herself from the issue by focusing on what was around them.

“Ahehe… Well, I can think of a few places that shouldn’t be too difficult to get to,” Cynd said, including herself in the query on the very likely possibility of one thing—Roland had no idea where he was going. Quietly, she crunched at some of her meal before continuing. “There’s the Silver Islands, which is a heavily populated place, and also Zarzara if neither of you mind the heat. There’s also Dauntaun, though that’s– Ahehe… We should steer clear of that one,” she smiled anxiously, rubbing the back of her neck as her mind’s eye depicted another very likely possibility—that Roland would quickly draw the attention and ire of the local Marines.

“There’s also the Ciudadela Queendom, famous for its wide variety of tropical fruits,” the vegetarian clapped, perhaps revealing passively that her interest in such a place was mostly down to the cuisine itself, rather than any hopes of finding a competent cook. “Oh! And Dance Island! That shouldn’t be too far off? There’s other options, but,” she explained, “it’ll take us a few days longer.” Pink eyes focused on Roland, waiting expectantly for his decision, and dreading the possibility that he knew of other lands in the South Blue that were especially dangerous or in a state of disarray…

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SPOILER: Click to show

{Post Synopsis:—}
_{As Roland settles on a plan and Ryuji asks if they have a heading, Cyndia makes some suggestions as to where they could go in a reasonable time frame.}

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Maleev Cyndia | #e48400
Roland Arch | #efff9b
Resukuie Ryuji | #0d4d01