After the Lyneel incident the horned woman found herself traveling to and fro across the seas trying to make up for the profit she'd lost from her stolen cabbages. The woman couldn't exactly face her father right now given her shame but she also saw this is a decent opportunity to broaden her horizons; it was rare that she strayed too far from the farm. During her travels she found herself in Hoaknoton Town. The land wasn't very rich in resources or minerals which caused most of the farmers to struggle when it came to growing crops. Bo herself had managed to salvage some extra bags of grains and wheat from her ship so she gave what she could to her fellow farmers along with some manure and seeds to help in the growth of their farms. Her original idea was to sell it all but after being recompensed by the Marines in Lyneel, she learned that there were other methods of money making that weren't illegal.
She strolled through town, the heavyset bovine carried her hammer, slung over one arm while in the other was a bundle of rope that was coiled around two ruffians who moaned and groaned half conscious as she dragged them along. They, along with a few others, tried to stiff her out of her goods. So while the other few had gotten away, she managed to wrangle up these two and had been headed off to turn them in to local authorities. Bo had heard through the grapevine that she could turn a profit by handing punks like these over.
Humming a southern tune Bo strolled about with a smile on her face, turning her head back to the smaller captives as she scoffed."Boy, y'all really tried tah pull the wool over mah eyes with that little con y'all was pullin'. Too bad yer boys were punks and left y'all tah rot."She teased.
A boat in the distance caught her eye, specifically a Marine ship. From afar she could see a familiar figure out on the deck, it was feint and hard to tell but she at least believed it was him. The woman took her time, hoofing her way over to the ship before it set sail she'd stop at the edge of the dock, the bound men still being dragged along."Heeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeey!"She called, her voice booming."Whatchall doin' out here?!"Bo frantically waved her hammer about in greeting is if it were another appendage; a wide modest smile twisting her face.
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XXX It was nice to be able to sit down at a table, eating and laughing with her partner and the young woman that Astraea referred to as her daughter. Despite the stress of the day, she allowed herself time to relax and enjoy the company of the other two diners joking and sharing stories. Truthfully, this was the only way to stay sane in such a line of work. A lonely Marine who had to suffer through watching her comrades die with no outlet to relieve that stress was going to find herself burnt out before she had even began her journey. Brief and simple as it was, it was the memories of times like these that pulled Raea through the darkness. As she finished her meal, she too would sit back with a content sigh, closing her eyes for a moment and fighting off the impending food coma. Feeling the trembling of the ground, she opened her eyes again, raising an eye to Evelyn as she removed... ankle weights? A couple seconds after she'd examined them, the young woman burst into surprised laughter. "You did all that weighed down?!" Once Eve finished her training, anyone who dared to step to her would certainly rue the day.
Raea smiled warmly as Shinra bowed to the other woman, though her good mood seemed to fade a little as Evelyn mentioned someone who had once told her to fight with her legs instead of her hands since she was a chef. Her thumb at the neck of the fork she was holding, the Marine absentmindedly began to bend the silverware back, her fist closing around it after. While Eve couldn't remember who had given her that advice, Astraea knew that it had been Galand who had suggested it, and that same nauseating feeling in her stomach returned as she thought of him. Swallowing hard, she breathed out slowly, setting the mangled fork on the table, attempting to return to her merry disposition from before. At the very least, Shinra explained he was going to take it easy for a while, and she was pleased to hear that. Watching the other woman cuddle and compliment her Den Den Mushi brought the smile back to her face, and she nodded to her comment as Shinra left the room. "Correct. Since we have two ships, I believe they're going to split us up. Those who are injured will likely be returned to Headquarters, and the rest of us will go to assist in the Grand Line."
With a sigh she'd stand, picking up her empty plates to set them on the cart to the side so that they could be washed later. "Thank you for the lovely dinner. It seems you're pretty fired up and ready to get back out there, yeah?" It was nice to see her enthusiasm and willingness to launch into work again, especially considering she'd been on an impromptu three month vacation. "Go ahead and get cleaned up. I'm going to go assist with the last of the preparations and then turn in for the night." Walking over to Eve, she'd lovingly ruffle her hair with a smile before departing from the room to help where she could.
As Raea picked up a box of supplies to load onto the other ship, a familiar voice caught her attention and she turned to see the bovine woman from Lyneel. Blinking in surprise, she'd set the box down, watching the large minkwoman walk over while dragging to men behind her. "Ah.. Good evening, ma'am." If it could still be called evening. It was likely so late now that some would consider it the very early hours of the morning. "We were dispatched here to assist the town, but we're about to head to the Grand Line. Did you.." She glanced toward the bound men with a confused frown. "..need some help there?"
Being greeted by the nice blonde woman again made her perk up. Although, Bo felt a more serious air exuding from the woman which made the hoofed woman raise a brow and c**k her head to the side quizzically. The group were here on business, something the farmer should've figured given it took them all across the ocean; however, that made Bo think for a moment.
Again she'd perk up at attention when Astrae addressed the two half conscious men held in her captivity."Ah!"Bo sparked as she glanced over to them and then back to the blonde with a grin."These two along with a few of their friends were tryna run a scam on me. So I roughed 'em up a lil and was haulin' their butts over tah the little prison they get here so I could collect the reward for 'em. Though uuuuh...they're prolly better off in y'all's custody since yer here alreadeh."She explained, her country accent as thick as ever. She took a few more steps, their massive height difference slowly becoming noticeable.
For a moment Bo glanced away sheepishly, as if holding onto a question. A moment passed and no other solution had come to mind that would've been faster."Hey, since y'all are finna sail on through that there Grand Line, do y'all mind if I hitch a ride witchall back tah mah farm?"She asked with a nervous twitch prodding her curved lips. Bo was never really one to ask for favors since she hated being a burden, but her lone boat would've taken her such a long time.
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Posted: Tue Jun 26, 2018 7:49 pm
「003 STR | 010 PRW | 005 DEF | 005 SPD | 003 STA | 004 VIT」 Astraea's laughter was music to her ears.
"You did all that weighed down?!"
Evelyn gave a huge grin as she handed her mother the rest of the plates. "I sure did. I also had a lot of time to read up on the rules and regulations of the Marines. Every rule. There's a lot." Indeed she had studied up on every Marine law. Primarily to find a way to excuse her unintended absence from duty.
"Go ahead and get cleaned up. I'm going to go assist with the last of the preparations and then turn in for the night."
Astraea instructed Evelyn as she ruffled her hair and watched her leave. She collected her weights and stood up, "Catch ya later, Shinra." Making her way to the showers, she stopped for a moment and rememeberd that she had little to no clothes. "Damn...Maybe I can get some clothes from mom for now." Turning back, Evelyn ran out to the deck to see a couple Marines and asked to see if she could uncover Astraea's current location.
They were still docked at Hoaknoton but were making steady progress in preparing for departure. The sun was slowly setting and the sky was beginning to dim. Evelyn looked in the direction that a Marine pointed out to see Astraea and another person. No, not a person? What was that? Evelyn had never seen anything like that before. She ran over to the port side of the ship and hopped over towards her mother, using Geppo to cushion her fall.
"Whew! It turns out that I have no clothes left. Everything was destroyed yesterday, unfortunately. Soooo, I was wondering if I could borrow some of your clothes? Pretty please, because you love your dear daughter? Who's this?" Evelyn explained to Astraea and then gestured towards the strange creature or person that had in tow, two tied up men. "And what's the deal with those guys?"
Chaos. Destruction. Desire. It had been a long time since she got to see the quarrels of others and the result of such quarrels. Homes that have not looked in shape in the past couple of years, the stench of burning corpses. The war torn land was. Just. So. Beautiful. Glaring eyes from the patrons of the town were shot like daggers and as plentiful as water in the ocean. She could see it in their eyes: the anger, desire, and sadness that filled their very soul. War may have destroyed their homes but their drive would never die. "So wonderful" Frolicking in this death playground the glares would only intensify. How dare a stranger enjoy being in their home more than they did? Resentment towards the stranger would build up with more and more onlookers coming out of their homes to visibly shower their disapproval of her. Unfazed by such acts the town would take a drastic measure to deal with the happy going stranger. Bang! A gun shot would hit the woman clean on the shoulder, silence would ring through the town. Until a joyous laughter broke the silence. Rope in hand and with a flick of wrist it would coil itself around the armed assailant. Yanking him in to public for all to see. "Yuhuhu what do we have hear?" Bandaged hand explored the man's face. Brushing his hair to the side. "Tell me? Where would I find a bar in this town?" The man having lost all color on his face would point towards a single building that didn't look in disrepair. "Thank you sweetie" Patting the guy on the head before letting him go the stranger would walk in to the bar. The wound on her shoulder no longer there.
Such was the feeling that filled his body as he indulged in a cigarette. Posted in front of a bar in the town of Hoaknoton was none other Santino Correa. Known more commonly as Sonny to those who knew him. Originally from the West Blue but in the North on business, he was no stranger here. Sonny was a familiar face round the North as he was always turning in someone from somewhere. Pirates, Marines, Common Thieves, you name it. He was the guy to get the job done, and if didn't make money, it didn't make cents. The energy of the town was great depending on who you asked. Gambling, fighting, drinking, and everything that came with that type of lifestyle. The type of behavior one would describe as wild and ghetto, the people were like animals. Yet the all of the sudden, the vibe felt off. The attention of the entire townsfolk were focused upon something...or rather someone. Hazel eyes wandering over to what they were giving the stank attitude, but before he could scan the being his eyes cut immediately at the sound of a gunshot. Bang! Shots fired. Eyes squinted at the assailant out of confusion, then back to the person. A laugh broke the silence following the gunfire, feminine like. Hazel eyes grazed the figure of what he presumed to be a woman as he grinned and pulled on the cigarette resting between his lips. Inhale. Exhale. Watching intently as the woman she handled the confrontation before walking by him into the bar with no sign of pain. What an odd but interesting lady, and he wanted to know more. Putting the smoke out on the railing he was leaning against, he walked in after her. Keeping his distance he observed her, before moving to the bar and seating himself in a stool. Raising a hand for the Cocktail Waitress to service him he spoke. "La regularles, Por Favor." Sonny frequented this bar, so she knew what the regular was and got to it by pouring him a shot of Scotch Aged for 18 Years. "Gracias, mami." he said as he gave her a seductive wink. "You know how to handle yourself... De donde eres?" he spoke to the woman who had just given Hoaknoton Town a show, before turning around his stool and leaning back against the bar. Eyes met her own.
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Yuuma had spoken the townsfolk's language, violence. Seeing how she simply toyed with a man was very disheartening for any onlooker. The glares would continue but any action that would be taken against her was quickly shot down. The bar was only in slightly better condition than the rest of the town; it received enough patrons to repair most of the damages the place took. Shoddy repairs still gave it that decaying look to it. It was quite wonderful better than an all white room that drained the life of anyone who looked at it. Taking a seat at the bar Yuuma looked at all the sorted bottles with different colored glass and labels. "Hm?" Softly tapping her left cheek while attempting to decipher the meaning of certain words. While she was busy doing that a man in a suit with ruffled up hair sat beside her. A strange noise came from him, she didn't quite understand it or maybe she had but she no longer did. There was one part she did understand, a praise for having dealt with her attacker. "Little ol' me? Well the world is a dangerous albeit wonderful place. A lady should know how to handle herself out here" Yuuma would reply a soft ringing from her pockets. "You can call me Yuuma. It was a pleasure meeting you but I do got to go toodle loo." Waving goodbye to her fellow mercenary before heading out of the town. With plans to comeback with a few companions she was sure the town would love.
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Guinevere would dock, delivering Niklaus to the proper merc's to have him transferred to the Marine Headquarters. She would soon after return to her ship, looking out away from the town. She was silent and unhappy clearly. The bodies of the people still stuck in her mind. They had caught the culprit, but was capture enough .... She should have killed him. Hands went to her face, covering it as the tears began to pour once more. She should have avenged those people ... that town would never be the same. if it was ever a town again.
--------Sue walked behind Guinevere, having become quite attached to the little crying human. The claymore wielding woman was unusually quiet though. Had she seen something back in that town that had shaken her so much that she couldn't speak? Sue had refused to go further in. This had been because of her instincts at the scent of blood and death. The scent had been especially strong so Sue could imagine that there had been a lot of carnage. Even thinking about the viscera was enough to cause her mouth to widen and scales to visibly begin to appear as her face became more reptilian. The albino was quick to hide the change as she leaned down and looked at Guin with a side-long glance. Tears were flowing once again down that fair face and dripping off of her chin. Sue didn't understand these emotions well, but it was clear that Guin was upset. Slowly, her long crimson tongue would snake from between her lips and flick against Guin's cheek. "...Sue..help?"
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××××[ Ran sits there, fully having expected the result of that encounter to end the way it did. Or well, maybe not that exact way, but the end result of him being knocked out, yes. During his time on the ship his body was more or less given some time to try and recover, but lingering bits of the frost bite remains on his body as temporary scars. Of which he takes to licking out of habit, in order for it to heal faster. He silently watches the other two, who saw more of that encounter than himself. But one thing is for sure, Guinevere is completely torn up about it. Those innocent people will never come back, and this...arresting this man, can hardly be considered any form of atonement. Yet, if they took his life, could they be considered anything more than monsters themselves? He sighs, leaning back against the ship with his head hung. He looks down at his hands, completely ashamed of himself. People of that caliber used to be a joke to him. Now he can’t even take a blow from a single Pirate. Out of frustration, he glares harder at his trembling limbs. “I need to get stronger.” he says to himself under his breath, about the time Guin cries with Sue by her side. His teeth grit from the frustration, and ever so slowly do his horns protrude from his head. Protect them? What a joke. He can’t even protect himself... ]
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Perhaps she would have been startled if she felt different. If her body wasn't cold, if the heat that kept her heart warm was still circulating in her body. Alas, anything that touched her would do so in an attempt to warm her up. It was still so cold, so lasting, so pictured within her mind. A torment that no Marine showed up to stop. The touch was enough to stir the woman back to life, and her swollen eyes would drift onto Sue. Right ... she was sitting here crying again. Always the crying Guinevere. Still, she was unable to fight back the tears, but she could muster up a smile. Undoubtedly bringing the mood of the ship down, she would have to fix that.
"Yes, that is most helpful." The sensation of talking often caused her lips to curl downward, hoping to scream out in her pain, but it would never come. She would rise onto her feet, arms folded over one another as if she were hugging herself. Or maybe she was protecting her heart, it seemed so keen to leap out of her chest, and carry this pain away with it. Still, as she rose, she would slide a hand onto Sue's cheek, rubbing it before looking over to Ran.
A crushing defeat wasn't it.
She saw the horns protruding from his head ... and in that she could feel his anger. His frustration, and here she was crying. Not that the tears would stop, she just hated that they never did. "We ... We must do better the next time ..." Was she really a leader, could she lead people when she was like this. Her tears dropped to the wooden floor like rain, soaking the spaces beneath her feet. They couldn't ignore dangers because they were dangerous, and yet still ... this blow was disastrous.
--------Sue brought her red hues to bare on Ran. Horns were sprouting from his forehead and he seemed to be getting more and more animalistic. That was...strange to say the least. He also appeared to be trembling as the two women stood near him. She peered down at him and cocked her head to the side as membranes slid over her eyes several times in quick succession. "Oh...kay?" A slow rumble escaped that pearlescent throat as she knelt close to Ran, scooting over inch by inch until her massive hip was resting against his side. Still, her long tail, the one that constantly trailed behind her, was still coiled around Guin. The muscular appendage flicked on the ground at the warrior woman's feet, the tears falling and sliding over those albino scales to darken the wooden planks beneath.
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××××[ How comforting. Despite the two humans brooding over their weaknesses and emotions, Sue manages to go out of her way in an attempt to comfort and support them. As her side touches the man’s body, he snaps from his downcasted emotions and back to reality. He looks up to the creature by his side with widened eyes, never expecting this sort of treatment from her. But in the end, is seems like Sue really is a sweet individual. His expression softens, and his parted lips close into a smile. Slowly do his horns retract back into his head, giving him the same look as before, save for his eyes. His pupil remains surrounded by black rings, courtesy of his Fighting Fish bloodline. The hand closest to Sue rises up, aiming to touch his comforting companion. But he does hesitate. Would she dislike it? But, she’s pushed up against him.
It should be fine, right…? Hesitating no longer, her places his gloved hand against her scales and gently strokes. “Thank you, Sue…” he whispers to her. After a few moments, his gaze turns to Guin, and after a sigh, he offers her a gentle smile as well. She had been through quite enough for now, constantly fighting and saving others. At this rate, she would emotionally break, and she’d be the one needing salvation. He stands himself up and walks between she and Sue, forming a sort of triforce. “We will do better next time. We will. But, next time won’t come if you keep wrecking yourself like this, Guin. My body is one thing, but you still need to take care of yourself. Take a break, breathe, and see the better side of the world for a while. We’ll continue after that.” he offers, hoping to the gods that she’d accept. It’d only be for a while, but he feels she truly needs to step back from the battlefield. And then there is the matter with Sue. So far she’s decided to go along with them, but now she’s seen the terrible things they will be involved with.
He turns her head to the reptilian girl and holds up a hand similar to a professor explaining something of great importance. “And you, Sue. You got to see the dangerous, painful things we have to deal with. Truth be told, it’ll probably get even more dangerous from here. If you stay with us, there may come a time when you have to fight as well… Are you sure you want to continue on our journey together?” he questions, not trying to scare her off in the slightest, but making sure she properly thinks this over. He’d rather her be completely resolved into it, rather than only moving with them on a whim. No doubt she’d be a great asset to their team, but it’d do no good if her heart isn’t in it. Her turns back to Guinevere, and then to Sue. His hand rubs the back of his head as he lets out a sigh. “So, that’s where we stand. I just...need to make sure we’re all here, you know? Together, and at peace. So if you need time to answer, it’s okay. Think it over…” he says before stepping over to the mast and sitting up against it silently.
Ran cares about the two, truly, from the bottom of his heart. Even Sue, who he hasn’t known for long. They’re his allies, so he’ll do or say what is necessary for their sake. ]
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She didn't have this skill either did she, this was something she could be certain of. She could not ease the pain with her presence alone, simply another thing she was bad at. Nevertheless she would stare down upon that ivory tail, as if it were her last salvation in this world. Hoping it would keep her from crumbling into nothing. That it could steady her feet, would this tail support her then ... Or would it eventually leave. The way everyone left her. Sometimes, her weakness was just too great. The force of her heart too heavy for such a young woman to carry. Was that not Galand's meaning in their parting ...
Even words dug into her like knives. The words ... wrecking herself. What else was she to do, when she kept failing to protect people. It was all she ever wanted, all that her father had ever taught her. His ideals engraved into her skin, words she could feel digging in with every defeat. It was painful, almost unbearably so. She wanted to, more than anything, to bury how she felt. To conquer it, and not always drag around this dead horse. How. Where was her path out of misery? Her teeth barely parted, enough to let out the softest of gasps before the tears would flow ever so harder. Slowly at first, building into a stream. How. How to see the good in the world when there is so much evil. Even the memories she held most fond were slowly being painted red. She always had this issue, of clinging onto memories, but never the good ones. Only the ones that burdened her heart so disastrously. Draw the breath in. She took a deep breath, turning from the two with her hands clasped in one another. Slowly they too would become licked with tears.
Why is it I that am so pathetic ...
A part of her wanted to respond, to say something as inspiring. To pick a place for a beautiful vacation. "I c-can not." She spoke, her diction wavering for a bit but managing to gather herself through her tears. "I wish to return, forsaken though it may be ... I can not move on from this." Back? Back where? To the town of course, and its den of slaughtered denizens. Too soon taken, none buried, and none left to bury them. All forgotten, abandoned by the Government, and their attacker taken alive. "My entire mind is a deeper shade of crimson now, my heart is in that Village. I have to get it back ..." Her hands had begun to tighten around one another, so much so that it hurt, but it was certainly a relief. The pain in her hands softened the pain in her heart. Her mind could focus on something that was not the beating within her chest. Relieving, and slowly, but surely would the tears slow down. The eyes did close. Weep. Guinevere.
--------Ran's hand ghosted a trail over Sue's white scales as she stared at Guin. A slight shock sprinted up her spine at the initial touch, tension rippling through those copious brawn. Instinctively Sue lifted the corner of her mouth as the gloved hand stroked her alabaster flesh, but when she turned to see who it was, her expression softened considerably. Still, she looked to be very rigid as his fingers ran over the satiny, pearly scales.
Sue relaxed as Ran stopped touching her, turning to face her and address her instead. With his first words, her broad head swung his way and those cardinal hues affixed on the white-maned man. Reptilian pupils almost seemed to be studying him, sizing him up as he let her know the true weight of their actions. "Are you sure you want to continue our journey together?" He asked. Sue assented with a vigorous nod, "you seeem like...keen." one of her long sable-clawed fingers pointed at Ran then slowly drifted to Guin who was busy wallowing in self-pity.
The hand slowly extended and rubbed against Guin's pink locks, the fingers entangling in her coral mane as she ruffled the hair. "You.. ar goood." The whole gesture coming off as something that she was likely repeating. Like a parrot, Sue was definitely doing something someone had once done to cheer her up. The point was only further exasperated as she took on an expression she normally did not make. A warm, clement smile spread over her sumptuous lips as Sue tilted her head to the side. The moment would only last a second before her fingers would drift away, Sue standing and turning to follow Ran to the ship and lay down in the middle of the deck as if sunning herself.
