Patience had not let guidance usher her steps. She only wished not to anger anyone. Alas, this was unacceptable to her. She felt strongly about that, thus would the flower extend its first petal toward dawn. She was assured that being a Pirate was not a life befitting of her. She hadn't known before their intentions, this group of individuals. Sadly, they were but misifts and thralls. Welcomed entirely by chaos and pain, was that not the duty of a pirate. Silence fit her, she couldn't ruin her beauty with meaningless words. Odd, wasn't it, despite all of this. She was certain that this time she would not cry. She would rest herself against a tree, in plain view but looking to the ground. Admiring her feet as to not interfere with a conversation between men.
"Ask not the sun, why she sets."
She would hum to herself in solace to keep her emotions in check. She could identify with Kaito and understand what he must have been feeling. Throughout her upbringing she had been spoiled, a Princess no doubt some would find one day. These things ripped from her, sent her into a spiral of despair. Unsure of how to continue forward, all the while relying on what was known as strength to drive her int he correct direction. Still did she lean on Aeleus and Johnny. Whomever else she could that she would not face this world alone. Though as his story continued, she would find that the two were nothing alike. "Or why she shrouds her light away." She had thrown everything away on the false implications she could help the world, still even now she wanted to be stronger to protect those she could elsewise not. Nothing would deter her from this fact, she had not been beaten or bullied. Forced out of her home, taken from her family. None of these things applied to her. "Or why she hides her glowing gaze ..."
Her eyes would look out over the island, even in the distance the charred remains of Torino Kingdom could be seen. Massive, destructive, and the flood gates would open once more. Tears pouring from her face, she couldn't stay around Pirates. Fear? Yes, there was a bit of that lingering within her heart. "When night turns crimson gold to gray." The hymn was for herself, the song of a Night witch who would slay the people of the Sun. Leaving them destitute, it was undoubtedly about Pirates and common man. Still she had hoped the lyrics too low to draw attention.
Odd. Was it not. Strange. I believe it is. Awkward. Perhaps. Becoming King to be free, what punishment would he inflict on others she but wondered. Who would suffer from his Kingship. What if Dekura was like this man, brimming with ideals of splendor and freedom. Only to be a slave to his own malice and power. She fell silent, her song quiet her heart steady. Tears plummeted to the ground below, alas, she had no worries here. Her heart was not burdened. And in mere moments, her tears had stopped. At the very least she could conquer this, if not her fears or shortcomings. She could not draw on power unwillingly. But this much she could control, she would not cry. Her hands rose to wipe her face free of the water droplets. her focus still on the ground beneath the souls of her black boots. Monsters. Everyone was a Monster.
☥ Who knows how they all managed to remain alive and seemingly well. Tahira was still a loss for words. A mind lost in thoughts. Standing she would be, against a tree nearest Kaito. A gaze nowhere in particular. Images from Torina would flash. And even more so as Johnny spoke. Though his words weren’t directed to her, she couldn’t help but recall the events prior. People dying left and right. Pirates and Marines battling to the end. And a man. A beast more like it, the cause of it all. Poking the beehive as it were. Stirring up such chaos. Even at the very end. A voice would go unheard. Deafened by the screams that echoed around. Arms that rested at her sides; hands that gripped the fabric of her dress, would crinkle as eyes shut tight, forcing the images away. Such a horrendous sight. So many live lost. And for what? Was that what it meant to be a pirate? Was that what it took to obtain a so-called title of King? It couldn’t be. I wont believe it.
Eyes opening; blue orbs glimmering in the light, as they would now look upon the two. The voice of their captain. No hesitation. No ounce of fear. No desire to be like the monster Dekura, but to be his own man. To achieve his own strength and power and not allow suffering to befall others. Like it had done to him. Just like in the bar, something in her stirred. A reminder that they had dreams of their own. A will to achieve them. Together. The world was a big place, with enemies of all shapes, sizes and strengths. Tahira knew this since a young age. Her will to aid others and explore the world had been her guiding light. Helping her overcome obstacles, which lead her this far. Though now, she had even more reasons to continue. To keep them safe.
So with a gentle push off the tree, she would walk a bit. Just enough to gaze upon the scenery. Arms behind her back. Hands within one another. Dressing fluttering lightly in the breeze as strands of her hair followed. “So, what now?” A mere shift in the subject. There really wasn’t any need to continue with the depressive talk, right? Though horrendous in nature, it was something to be cautious about. And to remind themselves of what beings resided out upon the seas. Especially those claiming to becoming ‘King’. “Should we go explore the town? Have a bit of…slightly dangerous fun?” Something a bit less life threatening, given what they had all just witnessed. Though with Kaito and Johnny about, danger would always be around.
Eyes of shimmering jade would gaze out over the town. It was a simple little town. Charming. The kind of place you would come if you wanted a quiet life. Nefertari would over hear the doubts that the blonde had but would choose to give no indication that he was even listening. It seems the child did not understand how the world works. Ignorance was a very abundant thing in these times. Where exactly were these resignations when they decided to steal from Torino or when they stole from Lyneel? That was money out of peoples pockets, which meant food out their mouths, and clothes off their back. Was stealing okay because it didn't pose a quick threatof death like destruction or murder? Was it the fact that the results were long term that their significance was less than something that had a more immediate effect? The mind of such a naive creature was not one that Nefertari wanted to try and reason with. As he would listen on, his position separate from the others, he would hear Kaito's response. It seemed that he too did not fully understand the world. A hand of bronze would reach up, intangling itself with the gold chains hanging from Nefertari's neck. He'd simply smirk and let out a slight chuckle to himself as he would gaze out at the town. It seemed that the companyhe was keeping weren't as well versed as he originally gave them credit for. He overestimated them. His clothes would dance in the gentle rush of air. His mind taking in the words of his crew memebers. He'd clap his hands together, an attempt to arrest attention from the others. He'd twirl around to face them and smile. "Well I am positively famished. While you two try and figure out what a pirate is, I'll be taking this one into town for some food." He'd grab hold of Tahira and start towards the town. He'd remembered that there was another serpent among them. Over his shoulder, he'd look back at Guinevere as his forward march would continue. "If you'd like to join us then please don't hesitate to come with!" Hopefully there was something in town to keep him distracted while those two attempt to figure things out. He so hated being kept waiting.
(OOC: The elegance of this walk~) Word Count: 385 Total Word Count: 385
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Technique Name: Twinkle Toes Description: Years of being constantly on the run and hiding from the Marines has trained Nefertari to step quickly and quietly. Whenever he takes a step, he crouches ever so slightly to reduce the impact of momentum when his feet touch the ground, making all his steps silent. This unique way of stepping turns his sprinting into more like large leaps which makes him cover a greater distance than he ever did when he sprinted normally. Nefertari gains +5 Speed passively.
Technique Name: Creeping Beauty Description: Nefertari has trained himself to erase his presence as a way to better conceal himself when hiding, making it harder for anyone to even notice his existence unless it was blatantly obvious (being detected by one of the five senses) This allows him to not only hide in plain sight but allows for easy sneak attacks when he is untraceable/undetected by his target(s).
Technique Name: Basic Psychology Description: His time spent as an "escort", if nothing else, taught him to understand the basic mechanics behind the thought processes of most people. By watching, he is able to learn about a targets mental and physical tendencies. Their feelings and emotions are an open book to him and allows him to predict how they'll react in any situation (run, fight, or block.) This cannot predict the method of attack, powers, target, or ANYdetails about their action. It merely tells him if they'll be offensive, defensive, or cowardly. This only succeeds if Nefertari's Intelligence in higher than his opponents and grants him +5 Intelligence passively.
Technique Name: Prance Description: Nefertari, in all his elegance, does everything in a beautiful manner. He adds spins, flutters, twirls, etc. to most of the things he does including high speed movement. However it is not all for nothing as these movements eliminate wind resistance and allow him to move even faster than normal. This grants +5 Speed passively to Nefertari.
Technique Name: Poison Mastery السم إتقانها [Alssmm 'iitqanuha] Description: After consuming the Doku Doku no Mi, Nefertari gained boundless knowledge on poison, the ability how to create different types and limitless amounts of it within his body, and immunity to the effects of his own and foreign poisons. Nefertari uses his knew found knowledge on toxic concoctions to create very effective and lethal virulent attacks. The poison he generates is one with his being, allowing him to manipulate it and bend it to his will. He is able to sense all things in contact with his poison allowing him to track said objects while they remain in contact with it.
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Lerry Jive
Cinna-Apple Nami
Misujage
Posted: Tue Mar 21, 2017 1:52 pm
Kaito's words didn't strike him as unjust in his thought or wrong in some stance; just more of starved. He was tired of being controlled. Tired of being held as some pet or prize by another, which he wouldn't dismiss as a good dream to have. . But the answer only left further questions for the blonde himself. If Kaito would go so far as to become King to be free of everything, then what would he do to attain that royalty. Becoming a Yonkou was no small feat and you had to be. . feared. You had to have something that made you different than those around you and Johnny didn't understand what would be the deciding factor for his Captain. His faith, it wavered as the sea; at first he understood this life through what he'd been told. What his grandfather had said. Travel and see what this world had to offer, but so far all he'd seen is death. Constant death and destruction. It sickened him to his very core. The words of Nefetari did little to how he felt, the blonde shaking a few strands from his view. Hues rested on the duo as they made their leave, then over to Guin if she so chose to go with them. It mattered not to him - not even panning a glance to either of this crew if they so chose to leave.
His mind was amiss. His heart, clouded and muddled. The answers he seek'ed weren't here for him. Hell, he was starting to question if they were anywhere. ". . I have to go and talk to him. ." Was the only thing that came to mind as he stood, walking a bit away before stopping momentarily to look back at Kaito, then the rest of them. He had made a declaration to keep Guin safe and so he would, but the others. . There was no way he could carry them along on this journey. Their safety meant to much to him.
Whatever they decided, Johnny stared out onto the sea before speaking to his captain and of course, to Guin.". I'm leaving to see someone. They're pretty far away from here, so I don't know how long it'll take for me to return." He'd shift, eye them while letting the weight of his words sink in deeper."I'm returning to the place I was born. . . My father will be able to give me the answers I seek. ." Of course if they protested he wouldn't budge. His mind was made up. "If you decide to come along that's your choice, but even if you don't I'll still be leaving by daybreak. It's a long road through the sky." Now he waited for answers from any who'd speak up, but even if he made this trek alone his heart would guide him and so too, his blade.
See who exactly? Kaito waited for the swordsman to elaborate as he paced away from him. For some reason, Johnny was leaving? To find some answers that only his father could give him. Understandable. The blonde was in a state of loss and bewilderment. Kaito kind of wanted to go to Brugo for some time of guidance after their encounter. This one chose to press on and make sense of these things out on his own. However, not everyone was the same. It didn’t matter how far. If Johnny required it, Kaito would it grant him whatever he needed. He wished for the swordsman’s success just as well as his own. The right state of mind was required for such an occurrence to happen. “Sky?” No way this was a jest. With a straight face, Johnny said he was desired to travel back to the sky. Not surprised by the mentions of a home in the sky. More of the surprise that Jonny never mentioned it before. “You’re a sky person?” Kaito was curious. The captain had read about the existence of many species and races in his reading’s. Kaito just assumed Johnny, like himself. Was human. How wrong he was.
“Assuming you know how to get there. Let’s go head to the sky.” Never in a million years had he thought those words would come from his mouth. What he assumed was an urban legend might have indeed been true. “Well, we have until dawn to find a ship. Let’s head into town to see what they have to offer.” A new vessel was a necessity. One that the entire party could come aboard on. This lone boat riding together thing was no longer the move. They were a crew, so they should pull up like one.
“Make sure you get everything you need. There is no telling when we will see a town again.” Kaito’s moonlight hue would trace them all as he motioned to the head of the group. That was when he noticed the emotional Guinevere as she was wiping her tears away. “You can cry. There is nothing wrong with that. Just make sure you understand why those waters flows.” Many people just give into their emotions rather than taking the time to reflect on why they were feeling them in the first place. The rout that lead them to that place. What they could do to never feel those emotions again. With that he pressed towards the town. Purchasing a ship was his main priority. They could all meet up at the local pub if they were going to split up and do their local shopping separately.
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☥ Apparently the words of the physician would go unheard. A slight twinge of disappointment and defeat would show upon her face. Though good thing her back had been to the others. “Oh well…” Silently spoken, as eyes rested on the view. Perhaps her voice wasn’t loud enough to pierce through the current topic. Both Johnny and Kaito were way too focused apparently. Eyes closing as a sigh emerged. Perhaps maybe she would go explore alone. Grab some supplies or something. Allow the guys to, do what….guys do? Pfft. But suddenly the grasp of her hand would shift her gaze and thoughts. To her surprise it would be none other than Nefertari. And apparently they were heading off towards town. “Oh! I-I guess were going then” Words lightly spoken as she was led away.
The two would arrive within the seemingly friendly and welcoming town. Villagers out and about. Engaging in daily duties. Tending to shops and stalls. Proceeding in transactions. And even just friendly greeting and chatter. Nothing too violent nor suspicious. It reminded her of Orange Town. Which slowly alleviated her mood. The smell of fresh bread, mixed in with the seaside. It was amazing. Not to mention the sights of the many shiny trinkets being sold. Feet would take her closer, as bluish orbs took a glace. “Wow” Hand crafted jewelry lined this stall, while another held weapons. That personally held no interest in her, though the jewelry was a nice sight. But another would hold even more. A bookstore. And right next to an herb stall. Feet would take her towards the herbs. Her nose taking a whiff and her brain signaling each one out. “That’s….Oh and that’s….” The owner seemed rather intrigued with her knowledge. A gifted physician at a young age. An astounding sight. She would take a few and proceed with the transaction. The bookstore would be next, as her mind was in another world. Pure joy and fascination rested on the young girl from Alabasta.
Having grabbed her fill, she would turn to locate Nefertari. Finally, ready to partake in that meal. All this exciting shopping had brought up her appetite.
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Dcme
Panda King Tai-tai Grim
Lerry Jive
North Lotus
Misujage
Cinna-Apple Nami
Beloved Healer
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Saint
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Posted: Wed Mar 22, 2017 10:01 pm
Her puffy eyes would rest upon Nefertari. She thought about it for a moment and decided against it. She would shake her head at the man and speak but few words in response. "No, I am quite alright." She would say to his offer, indeed she could not see herself staying with these people. Kind as they may have been to her for taking her in, she could do naught with the information of their heresy but leave. Leave them to be as they were, and evade the oft chance she maybe tainted by their actions in later life. She would press once more against the tree, looking to the smoldering pillar of ash that rose from what was left of Torino. That was the clumination of pirate kind. Her eyes falling upon Johnny as he spoke. She had already made up her mind, and the life of a Pirate was not for her.
Speak. No, she couldn't find the bravery to do such a thing. Odd that she was terrified to respond even now. Or maybe it was the realization of her actions that pulled her down. She wanted to be near him, to stand in his shadow to block out the heat of the sun. So things wouldn't be so hard. Alas, a conqueror and a destroyer were not things for her. "Skypeia ..." She would mutter to herself, eyes down to the Ocean. She thought of the face of Enoch and his troubled Grand son. A man that Guinevere had helped to make vanish a few years prior. She could only hope this man had no relation to Johnny. Funny how things came back around. She had studied many civilizations throughout her years, even those whom were not common knowledge. To one destined to lead the World Government she would have to be well studied after all. Tears would flow once more, her heart had quivered a bit more. Not from stress perse', or even fear. Not even for what she could not do, but rather what she could.
"Of course ..." She would respond to Kaito. The reason for her tears? That she could leave Johnny, and that the man would grow without her. Prosper and be strong without her. Make a name for himself and be everything she was not. Everything she could not be. Her fingers traced the wood of the tree and she spoke not another word. Pulling the tether on her heart that was bound to his until it snapped. She bundled onto the ground at the trunk of the tree, She couldn't be sure if he was going to come over, but by chance he did. He came close enough, he could see the resolved conflict on her face. Pure sorrow, and the slight uttering of five words. "I can't go with you." Her kind heart could only go so far to accepting people. She was royalty after all, and a Pirate was beneath her. She hated herself for what could have been love for a Pirate. And then she hated herself again for being so shallow. A third time for hating herself. Her emotions compounded, but her resolve did not. Of course that too wavered like the crest of the sea. She had vowed to cease her tears did she not? How long did that last.
Cinna-Apple Nami
Panda King Tai-tai Grim
Dcme
Lerry Jive
Posted: Thu Mar 23, 2017 2:54 am
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Upon hearing her rejection of his offer, Nefertari would depart to the town. His mind didn't linger on the words spoken by his captain or the blonde male. He had already checked out of their entire conversation. With a flip of white hair, he would pull Tahira along to the town. The town was the same as any little town. Bunch of stalls and kiosks where people sold their wares. People talking amongst each other about this and that. The staring and adoration of Nefertari's infinite beauty. Nothing out of the ordinary. As he would gracefully glide through the streets of the town, it would dawn on him that Tahira had wondered off. "Well now that's just great... I'm sure she'll be fine." A brief moment of consideration for her safety would come and go as he would soon turn his attention to a stall selling some type of meat on a scewer! He had actually never had something like this, believe it or not. Emerald orbs would behold the succulent cubes of roasted meat on the wooden stick in awe. The clerk would chuckle and ask, "Would you like one?" A smile of unfathomable elegance would adorn Nefertari's angel sculpted visage. "I'm sorry to say that I do not have any money at the moment." He'd express embarrassment and the clerk would quickly hand him several meat sticks. "These are on me!" Blushing. Nefertari would light up! A large inhale to express his surprise as he would take the sticks. "Thank you! Thank you so much!" Silken robes would flail in the breeze as he would turn around and leave the stall with a snack for the road. "Idiot... I wonder if that girl is done with whatever it is she's doing." He would walk back the way he came, tearing off bits of meat from the stick with his teeth before consuming in a civilized manner. Mouth closed, left hand holding the two scewers, and the right holding a fan over his mouth while he chewed as to not reveal to others his mouth was full. "There you are! Why would you leave me!? I almost got lost in this strange town trying to find you! We need to find a place to rest and get some food." He would hand one of the scewers he received. Nefertari did not wish to spoil his appetite and this course of action seemed better sense it wouldnt go to waste. He was not taking "no" for an answer either as he would practically force her to take the stick from him. "I saw an inn this way. We can spend our night there and find food nearby." He would turn his back on her, his dangling fabric danced with the twirling motion, and hewould begin his march towards the building with a moon on its sign. "So... what do you think of this place? I think it's nice for a small town." His attempt at small talk. At least he was trying... he could just ignore her but he felt that understanding her would make her more bareable to be around for extended time periods. He found the company of females bothersome. He hated it.
(OOC: The elegance~) Word Count: 535 Total Word Count: 920
Combat Data
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Techniques In Use
Technique Name: Twinkle Toes Description: Years of being constantly on the run and hiding from the Marines has trained Nefertari to step quickly and quietly. Whenever he takes a step, he crouches ever so slightly to reduce the impact of momentum when his feet touch the ground, making all his steps silent. This unique way of stepping turns his sprinting into more like large leaps which makes him cover a greater distance than he ever did when he sprinted normally. Nefertari gains +5 Speed passively.
Technique Name: Creeping Beauty Description: Nefertari has trained himself to erase his presence as a way to better conceal himself when hiding, making it harder for anyone to even notice his existence unless it was blatantly obvious (being detected by one of the five senses) This allows him to not only hide in plain sight but allows for easy sneak attacks when he is untraceable/undetected by his target(s).
Technique Name: Basic Psychology Description: His time spent as an "escort", if nothing else, taught him to understand the basic mechanics behind the thought processes of most people. By watching, he is able to learn about a targets mental and physical tendencies. Their feelings and emotions are an open book to him and allows him to predict how they'll react in any situation (run, fight, or block.) This cannot predict the method of attack, powers, target, or ANYdetails about their action. It merely tells him if they'll be offensive, defensive, or cowardly. This only succeeds if Nefertari's Intelligence in higher than his opponents and grants him +5 Intelligence passively.
Technique Name: Prance Description: Nefertari, in all his elegance, does everything in a beautiful manner. He adds spins, flutters, twirls, etc. to most of the things he does including high speed movement. However it is not all for nothing as these movements eliminate wind resistance and allow him to move even faster than normal. This grants +5 Speed passively to Nefertari.
Technique Name: Poison Mastery السم إتقانها [Alssmm 'iitqanuha] Description: After consuming the Doku Doku no Mi, Nefertari gained boundless knowledge on poison, the ability how to create different types and limitless amounts of it within his body, and immunity to the effects of his own and foreign poisons. Nefertari uses his knew found knowledge on toxic concoctions to create very effective and lethal virulent attacks. The poison he generates is one with his being, allowing him to manipulate it and bend it to his will. He is able to sense all things in contact with his poison allowing him to track said objects while they remain in contact with it.
Did it bring him pain to think of the past? Slightly. He was young when he left - a boy only able to understand bits and pieces of what was going on around him. Oh, but he knew all too well what his actions were and what his parents were getting hit with. A pirate woman seducing a King, that was the story they poured down everyone's throat around them but he knew the truth. The product of that tainted engagement had led to his existence and the royal family wouldn't dare accept someone like him into their reigns. He was a smudge that needed to be erased and what better way to do it but banish him and his mother from the land. It still rang in him to this day and through it all, the brimstone and fire, he knew not what to believe. Just, that it was time to pay respects to the world he left behind and do anything to get what he wanted. Nothing would stop him from that goal and no emotions could quell his hunger. "I was born in the Sky. . Just didn't stay there. ." Silently he'd say it, getting himself together to begin following behind Kaito. It was true, they still needed a ship if they wanted to make it up there without issue. Their little dingy's couldn't cut it any longer.
Before they made their leave however, he heard her voice speak out through the rays of sun and mist of morning dew.
Slowly he'd shift on his heel to look at her, stare for a moment before sighing to himself. He was already troubled enough and now. . "Kaito, go on ahead. I'll be right behind you."Waiting til his captain was gone, Johnny turned to walk over to Guin slowly. A word not spoken, but his eyes said it all. He wasn't angry. He wasn't upset with her. To be honest, he was just tired. Living this life had been draining and now it was taking its toll. "It has always been your choice to stay or to go. I haven't held you hostage or made you do anything you don't wish to." Everything that she was; he saw it from their first meeting. She had been raised differently and maybe that was what she acted the way she did. A hand touched her own before he gave her a light hug, patting her head. It was probably the last she'd get for him for some time, if at all."If you wish to leave, just be safe. . and hopefully we'll meet again sometime on the sea." Opening her palm, he'd place a single coin inside, smiling as he did so. A piece of him to take with her, to maybe give her strength if she ever needed it.
Patting the back of her hand softly, he turned and headed off after Kaito. They had a lot to get together and leaving Nefetari alone with Tahira could lead to some. . issues if he got emotional.
Panda King tai-tai grim
Lerry Jive
Misujage
Cinna-apple Nami
Posted: Thu Mar 23, 2017 4:49 pm
The smell of smelting wood and saw dust was potent and strong. Eyes rested on the wood chippings upon the ground until his attention was called for once again by the crafty shipwright. Aged in the face, with a light brown beard that fell upon his chest. He reeked of experience. “I need a ship. Decent size. Strong, sturdy and fast. Your best. I need it by morning, stocked and ready to sail.” Kaito would explain to the craftsman as he approached the counter. The fine pointed ears would perk at the gesture. If only he knew that this was no jest from the man. Soon he picked up on this as Kaito’s stern expression never wavered.
“All this by morning? You have the pockets to pay for these services?” The shipwright asked with his eyes tired and dead. How could a little tyke like this afford the greatest shipwright in these waters.
“I wouldn’t be here if I had no means of paying for it.” Kaito would respond sharply
“What you need it for?” The craftsman was trying to get a gauge on what the ship was going to be used for so that he could craft the best ship he could according to how it was going to be used. Kaito understood this. So, there was no point in beating around the bush. A hefty sack was placed on the counter the weight of the placement almost sent the counter a splinter. The head shipwright almost passed out from the sight of the many gold pieces. Never had he seen much shiny coins in one place.
“I’m a pirate.” Nothing more was needed to be said as the old man nodded his head in acknowledgement. Kaito was sure that he had crafted ships for his lot before. Those heading to sea and needed a wooden stallion for these harsh and forsaken waters. Kaito saw his eyes. There was passion there and there was no limit to his creative vision. A great product would be delivered he was sure.
Negotiations now over he would turn to his mate as he exited the doorway. The man looked saddened and worn. Not full of energy and perfection. Not the Johnny he was accustomed to. Guinevere was not at his side. All Kaito could piece together that she had taken leave from the party. Pressing his palm on the shoulder of his comrade he would encourage. “The sea is big, but it is small at the same time. You will see each other again.” The swordsman would bounce back from this. The captain did not have much experience in the thing called love but if it was like any other emotions the wounds do heal with time. Backside upon a brick wall with his arms now folded upon one another. There was more that interested him. It was mentioned of his grandfather being a great pirate that was in the Grandline. What could his father possibly be? “What will we find in the land of the sky? What is your Pops like?” Kaito would ask curiously. Different cultures had always fascinated him. Never, had he had the opportunity to see something quite is extraordinary as a land in the sky. The number of things he could learn there would be no short of amazing he was sure.
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☥With her shopping concluded, Tahira exited the shop to only peer into the crowds before her. It was then and only then did she notice a presence no longer there. “Where did…” It would soon dawn on her then that she had been the one to lose the elegant Nefertari. “Oh my…” With a sigh, she would shake off her mere disappointment in herself and return her search to the crowd. Though it wouldn’t take her long. For a voice would catch her gaze. There he stood, seemingly irate with her disappearance. An embarrassed smile would rise, as she rubbed the back of her head. “Yeah, sorry about that” A bit too carried away, but all was well. Quickly though, food would be presented. Thrusted into her line of sight. “Oh!” The look; the smell. It all would waft within and cause her mouth to tingle. The smell of meat, but on a stick. A strange but interesting display. Not wishing to upset Nefertari any further, Tahira took the treat into her hand and would thank him. Another sniff, before lips parted and a bit was taken. Tender and juicy. Seasoned, dare she say, perfectly? “It’s good~”
The mention of an Inn, would take the duo further into town. Tahira following behind Nefertari, while still enjoying the treat on a stick. Though she would soon be surprised at the conversation attempt. This would be shock number 3. Right? With his back to her, she would be able to hide her surprised gaze, before quickly removing it and replacing it with a warm smile. Perhaps this was time taking affect. And the silent but elegant Nefertari finally opening up to her. “This place….” She would begin to say, before taking a quick glance around once more. “I agree. It is nice, for a small town. The people seem really nice.“ There hadn’t been anything so far that she didn’t seem too dislike about the place. Their wares were unique and interesting. Most complimenting the sea, given how close the island was to it. Plus, the sense of familiarity the townies held with one another. It all reminded her…. “Reminds me of home” To a certain extent. Suddenly stopping the consuming of the meat, her thoughts would drift to those left behind. They had all been close, though no one there was actually blood related. An orphan, though that village and its people were her family. Had they been ok? Were they still managing with her gone? Deep down, she worried, though would come back to reality when two reached the Inn. A place to rest their heads for the evening. So now, “Where to eat?” She would then take in the last of the meat before tossing the stick away in a nearby garbage bin. Swish
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Dcme
Panda King Tai-tai Grim
Lerry Jive
Posted: Fri Mar 24, 2017 5:51 am
This time, her time with them was so short lived. Long enough to see the destruction wrought by their kind. Not long enough to form too many lasting attachments. She spoke not a word as her hands wrapped about the coin. As Johnny left her to be with his friends. Of course she could not go with him. Of course, he could not leave them for her. He was not hers, and she had come to accept that. Regardless, it made none of this easier than she wished it had been. Hands. Touching Hands. She clasped them together in a fist, shaking out of sheer frustration. It only proved to serve the God of the Sea. Her tears were bitter, she could taste them on her tongue. Over again, and once more she was left alone to her own vices. Her eyes opened and here she would be alone, with no one to hold her hand. To guide her in her time of need. However she was always the needy sort wasn't she. Rising to her feet she would stand for a bit to see their silhouettes fade into the distance. Three steps forward would she be carried before pausing. She couldn't chase after him, not a Pirate. She was much better than that.
"Nothing ... There would be nothing should we ever meet again." She would kneel down, placing the coin on the ground at the base of the tree where she rested. He was but another crutch, and one wrought with the grief and agony of others. She had to let him go, however hard, and leave this group of people in her past. Difficult may be a bit of an understatement, she had remembered all of her hardships up until this point. Simply pushing it out of her mind. Legs would carry her to the beach, one after another would she approach her single seated boat. Her greaves eased into the soft and moistened sand. Gripping the boat would she push it out into the water and leap on board. Gripping her oars and positioning them as she would row out to sea. The water reflected her eyes, they were all bundles of sodium now. Once more to the town behind her, and she knew what ever misconduct they had upon them she would be incapable of stopping them. Of taking them to the proper authorities and cry harder she would. But she would swear that this was the hardest thing she would ever have to do. Everything else would be easy. For she had left a portion of her heart in that coin, and only it would ever carry her tears. She would leave them here on this island, and if Johnny should find them. He could carry her grief for the rest of eternity.
"Preferably somewhere that serves meat. This way." White strands of beautiful mane would sway in the wind as Nefertari would walk towards a small cafe like area, making sure that Tahira did not wonder off again. He was in one of his moods so being surrounded in a tavern did not appeal to him. This place was nothing more than a tarp over a large area with set tables and a bar area where all the magic happened. Nefertari would sit down at the table nearest to the street. Was always best to be able to make a quick escape. With a sigh, the male would place his left hand on the chains around his neck while holding a small menu in his right hand. Viridescent orbs lazily gazing at it. He knew what he wanted, he was just daydreaming. Mind aflutter like a bird first learning to fly. The world around him would turn black and would cease all noise as his attention would fall deep into his own subconscious. Nimble fingers would entangle themselves in the golden chains adorning his form. Thoughts of the past would fill his mind. Suffering. Dulled pain. Separation. Fear. New pain. Filth. Disgust. Despair. New pain. New suffering. Escape. Isolation. Finally... freedom. The bronze skinned beauties countenance expressed a depressed and sorrowful look as he stared emptily at the menu. His attention would rush back to consciousness as he would be approached by one of the workers there to take his order. A quick shake of his head, "I-I-I uhh... Yes just get me the biggest steak you have and some tea..." Hand would shoo at the employee as he would vocalize his order. Nefertari's right leg would crossover his left as he would straighten up in his chair and perfect his posture. After Tahira would order he would speak. "So...where are you from? Why are you travelling?" These questions were probably something she explained once before but that was of no concern to Nefertari! He wasn't there! She had better answer these questions! His gaze would be upon her like a poisonous serpent staring down its prey. Targeted questioning had finally begun~!
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Technique Name: Twinkle Toes Description: Years of being constantly on the run and hiding from the Marines has trained Nefertari to step quickly and quietly. Whenever he takes a step, he crouches ever so slightly to reduce the impact of momentum when his feet touch the ground, making all his steps silent. This unique way of stepping turns his sprinting into more like large leaps which makes him cover a greater distance than he ever did when he sprinted normally. Nefertari gains +5 Speed passively.
Technique Name: Creeping Beauty Description: Nefertari has trained himself to erase his presence as a way to better conceal himself when hiding, making it harder for anyone to even notice his existence unless it was blatantly obvious (being detected by one of the five senses) This allows him to not only hide in plain sight but allows for easy sneak attacks when he is untraceable/undetected by his target(s).
Technique Name: Basic Psychology Description: His time spent as an "escort", if nothing else, taught him to understand the basic mechanics behind the thought processes of most people. By watching, he is able to learn about a targets mental and physical tendencies. Their feelings and emotions are an open book to him and allows him to predict how they'll react in any situation (run, fight, or block.) This cannot predict the method of attack, powers, target, or ANYdetails about their action. It merely tells him if they'll be offensive, defensive, or cowardly. This only succeeds if Nefertari's Intelligence in higher than his opponents and grants him +5 Intelligence passively.
Technique Name: Prance Description: Nefertari, in all his elegance, does everything in a beautiful manner. He adds spins, flutters, twirls, etc. to most of the things he does including high speed movement. However it is not all for nothing as these movements eliminate wind resistance and allow him to move even faster than normal. This grants +5 Speed passively to Nefertari.
Technique Name: Poison Mastery السم إتقانها [Alssmm 'iitqanuha] Description: After consuming the Doku Doku no Mi, Nefertari gained boundless knowledge on poison, the ability how to create different types and limitless amounts of it within his body, and immunity to the effects of his own and foreign poisons. Nefertari uses his knew found knowledge on toxic concoctions to create very effective and lethal virulent attacks. The poison he generates is one with his being, allowing him to manipulate it and bend it to his will. He is able to sense all things in contact with his poison allowing him to track said objects while they remain in contact with it.
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Lerry Jive
Cinna-Apple Nami
Dcme
Posted: Sat Mar 25, 2017 6:19 am
Of course, they'd need to get themselves a ship. Something big enough to contain them on their travels as per usual. His mind daunting, mixed between the confusion of piracy and what next to do with himself. it was a blatant disposition that bothered him on a very high level. Still. . Even still, he pressed onward behind Kaito. Not a word was said as he made his purchase, but behind him he did eye what looked to be wanted posters plastered to the pier. Walking on past as the two spoke, he looked them over in mild interest before finding what he seek'ed. It was none other than the two of them and by the looks of things, their bounties had jumped yet again. "I guess I'm at least good at this pirate thing." Lightly he spoke as he ripped both posters off, walking back over to his captain as he began to speak to him. A nod would suffice in reply as the duo began to head into town. They needed supplies for the journey and he could fill his boss in on things as they went."My father was once a great king of the sky. . A man who believed in truth and justice. .Least, that's the spiel my mom ran by me. I haven't met the guy since I was as tall as a piece of grass." But those qualities; if anyone knew if these decisions he was making were right, it'd be him. "My mom told me he had a knact for seeing into the future. Some weird power like that, don't know if it's true. But, if it is, what better way to find out where my path will lead than someone givin' me a heads up."
It wouldn't take them long to hit a couple of shops. Carrying large bags of food and barrels of water, mead, etc, they'd arrive at their newly acquired ship with everything they'd need. Just had to wait for Nefetari and Tahira to return. As they finished stocking up, Johnny handed Kaito the two wanted posters from earlier with slight smile. He was sure he'd be happy to see them. "We aren't children anymore. Before I said we were starting to shake things up." As a hand tied down yet another barrel, he'd snicker yet again. "Now the whole world probably knows our name. We're worth over 300,000,000 Million beli together." Nefetari included, they were starting to be considered major threats. He could only how much farther they'd go trekking down this path.
Royalty? These were the pieces that Kaito placed around him? It seemed that everyone that sailed with him had some form of social status that he was not on. This one was just former slave turned pirate. There was nothing more to him than that. No dynasty to live up to. No family to rely on. Kaito. His name was all he had. Dream that can only be fulfilled through his own might. Far across the sea, high above the enchanting floor. Out there was a land of adventure just awaiting him to take his place. “Foresight? I never heard of such an ability.” When the thought of such a power existed all that sprung to his mind was the devils gift. The fruits of the sea. Maybe there was something deeper than that. Something more otherworldly that also gave powerful gifts, something spiritual. Such things were a mystery to him. Uncharted waters.
Sacks filled with to the brim with essentials for the starting voyage. Robust and fairly weighty but Kaito held the bags upon his backside as if they were as light as a feather. A luminescence glare flickered upon the parchment brought forth by the blonde skylander. There was his own face. Menacing, ominous. They really decided to take the most threatening portrait they could with these. No way he looked like this all the time, right? Yet there was no mistaking it. There was his name. 120,000,000 beli upon his head. This was the threat level he had obtained. In such a short amount of time the world government had feared him and his mates to such a degree. Inner pride was swelling like a mystical wind of merriment. Was this joy? Was he actually becoming…something worthy. A smirk showed. Sly but bright. “Well I guess we need to move to where the big leagues stay.” It was time to get out of these small waters. These blues had nothing more to over them. It was time to test their strength against the best. The grittiest, the most diabolical and vile of all the pirates in the Grandline.
Requisites placed on the docks of the port where their vessel was to be released. It was told to them that the ship would be completed ahead of schedule. The craftsman decided to bestow upon them his masterpiece he was completing. Kaito was expecting the best as it would soon gallantly glide upon scene soon. Taking his seat upon the sturdy barrel of wood. Kaito would ask something of Johnny that had been on his mind all day. “You believe we can do it? Become the strongest crew in pirate history?” There was no doubt in his mind. Kaito was just trying to get a feel of where Johnny was. If he believed as strongly as he himself did.
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