Alicia listened to the man. "I will keep your advise in mind. Now let me give you some I would not underestimate others or else it could be your down fall." Alicia said stilling wanting to be solo for now as she glanced at him "Anyway have fun with your new territory." Alicia continued to say as she started walking back to her boat and left the island. (Exit)
Hatori had the advantage since he knew this island. This island was previously raided by another pirate. In a harsh situation where Hatori would react to these circumstances. Hatori crouched low in the dark while he's standing by light. He was going to begin this operation of the Reimbursing right now. Hatori risked another glance over his uniform. HIs pulse like a shock wave through his body. Some locals noticed this marine was helping with the Reimbursing. No sign of the pirate who committed the raid. Hatori could hear sharp squealing of brakes, men shouting voice he recognized words. Hatori told them to lower their guns because he was helping with the Reimbursing. Hatori was surrounded with the automatic weapons trained in all directions. While he saw some others waiting by their vehicles. Reimbursing was a bright future that provided many things for locations raided. And then blinding light, a loud hum, everything lit up again as bright as a spotlight in his face. Electricity restored all around them. Hatori raised his fist in the air laughing. The Reimbursing was taking effect. Providing the locals with many beli, information, ect. Hatori processed what was happening here. Hatori nodded. Hatori's thoughts were too scattered right now to remember the name of every local he helped in this island. Hatori took pictures with the locals for his service of providing everything for the island. During the Reimbursing the marine seemed strong. Hatori didn't stop there though. The Reimbursing was providing a lot of things for the island. It was his constant duty to help others when he was Reimbursing. It wasn't easy to help others during Reimbursing.
Hatori could tell the direction this was heading was positive. Hatori didn't fear much during this Reimbursing. It was successful, after all. Hatori had a well-coordinated Reimbursement. Hatori was smart. It was not easy to win the hearts of those locals. Who have just been raided by pirates. Hatori had investigated a lot. Gathering a lot of information for, and from this island. Hatori had thought a lot about the Reimbursing. Hatori had removed all doubt from his face. With a cheerful look that made the locals proud, too. Hatori was not scolded one bit. Hatori had met eyes with many of the men in the island. Getting pats on the back, and pats on the shoulders. With big, big, big hands. He grinned. Hatori felt more alive than ever. And that was because he was helping people. Hatori had shook his hand confirming that had a job well done today. Hatori had seen a lot of the men wishing him farewell. More than ever, a euphoria that fills his body with electricity, and energy. Every sense heightened, the smell of the leather seats, the taste of bile in his mouth from hard work. The feel of sweat slithering down his face. Hatori had a lot of explaining to do. Whenever he returned back to the marines military base. Hatori seemed like a good going roaming about. Hatori started moving again around the island. Hatori was ready to carry out more duties. Or maybe his work which he had to admit was impressive would lure him to some more pirates. Hatori had listened to some drunken chatter of other locals in the area. Who respected him still for his uniform.
Arriving at Toroa Island. His hair blew through the wind. Blondie with an impression of a strength smiling. Hatori jumped out of the ship he traveled with his new friend, Masae on.
Hatori was on the island walking forward with his hands behind his head. A carefree expression. Hatori always started with the things that matter the most--his strategic--defense system, his comrades at the marine HQ. These things weren't necessary.
He was right now taking a girl out for a good time. It was Masae, a fellow marine comrade. Hatori had turned around still walking towards a village on the island. "Well, all this pirate chasing just made me hungry. What do you feel like eating? Or do I have to pick for us?" Hatori walked into the village. Inside, all outside light is blacked out, the only illumination provided by artificial kerosene lamps in the corners. Hatori rubbed his head "This place doesn't change. Alright. You still hungry?" For this conversation, just the two of them. Hatori was quite amused with Masae. She seemed friendly, fun. The festivity was real. There were others, locals around in the village they were in. That noticed two marines showing up to their village.
Hatori was hiding his stoic face. When the opposite sex was around. He unraveled a more loose and free side to himself. Because other than girls. He was all work. No nonsense. A hard-exterior. Hatori was also a brute deep down inside. But that was only to those pirates. Hatori blinks and looks away. "Tonights a good night." So it was clear that Hatori was going to pay for everything. Masae just had to sit back and enjoy his hospitality.
She was going to attack, but it seemed the opponent was gone. Masae hadn’t realized she had offered a drink outlaid, but realized he had caught on. Soon, she found herself in a position, which was awkwardly handled by her. In a way, she was going to offer him a drink back home on base, but he had different intentions. She tagged along, maybe hoping to try another island’s food for once. Upon landing on whatever island this was, she was unfamiliar with it, so she stayed close to Rango, whilst looking around. She wondered where Azusa was, and if he was okay after they had parted ways, but the scent of food directed her in another direction. Her stomach growled, and she was immediately embarrassed,
“ Oh…um yeah! How about…some fried chicken and noodles?”
She suggested, running over to a place that catch her attention. The chef offered her a sample, and she happily took it, munching cheerfully. Masae would look back at Rango, wondering if he would come over. Normally, his current personality went against the rumors in the marine headquarters. They said he was cruel and so…dull and serious. Though, it seemed rather not. The marine was perplexed, but kept munching on the chicken that was handed to her.
Masae's beautiful voice rangs through his ears. As if he didn't already recognize a pretty girl that was his type in the first place.
Hatori stepped forward with his arms at his sides. Smiling. "What happened to this island, isn't hard to explain. This islands name is Toroa. These people. The entire island were victims of pirates. I just managed to save them. So they pay me respect." Hatori said calmly. Hatori caught up to where Masae ran to. It looked as if he was paying a lot of attention to her. With a respectful aura. Usually he wouldn't eat something so thick, juicy, and fat. Hatori nodded to the chef. Who began to prepare friend chicken and noodles for them. The fresh smell of the food being prepared would pass through their nostrils.
Hatori put his hands in his pockets cooly. "Come with me. I know a spot where they have good drinks." Hatori began walking down the dark residential streets of the village of Toroa. The Mera Mera no mi eater was wearing an oxford-cloth shirt and blue jeans with sandals on his feet. Strolling with the pretty lady. Masae-chan. What does your DF do? Rumors around the headquarters say that you're a Logia, as well. The shop that sells drinks is just ahead. Heh~ As with the food you can choose what we drink, as well. Umm--don't worry, I wouldn't go so far as calling this a date. This is one of our first times meeting. And I'm enjoying myself, kekeke!~" Hatori was stepping deeper into the village in Toroa. Halfway down, he pointed towards a shop that had all the drinks they could ever want. Pointing that she could choose anything she wanted in there. Masae and Hatori celebrated their success on killing a Logia in Yo-Yo Island. Killing Cocytus of the Hie Hie no mi.
Hatori could spend a lot of the beli he already had. The higher rank you were in the military the more you received in money. Once stepping inside the wines & Liqueur store. The shop keeper looked both military personnel's over. Hatori waving with a smirk. It seemed as if the Shop Keeper recognized Hatori. Hatori stepped inside. "Also. I want a demonstration of your DF power, Masae-chan."
The shop keeper whistled at Hatori. With Hatori blushing. The marine in the first place didn't look like someone the cat dragged in. The shop keeper was teasing Hatori about Masae's cute appearance.
Hatori took Masae somewhere else! He wasn't feeling this place, after all. Also, he was going on a mission. And decided to take her, too. Basic stuff like patrolling.
Masae nodded, listening to everything he was saying. She watched as she chef made her meal, her eyes sparkling with excitement. Once served, she held a small box of chicken in one hand, and the noodles in the other. She was eating her noodles with chopsticks, and seemed occupied with not spilling anything while walking with him to the pub. She didn’t really drink, having been known to be a lightweight and dragged back to the dorms by Xandria. Masae knew her limit, but she wanted to try a few tonight. Compared to Rango, her attire was completely the opposite. She sported her jacket, which held her ranks on her shoulders, and her gloves, which also had her rank. Gold was lined here and there, and her body was strapped with a beautiful white dress. If she took off her jacket, she had a grand dress that was fit for battle and for dates. Perhaps the villagers were taking this the wrong way… Her heels clacked softly underneath her, and upon hearing him question her about her logia, she almost choked on her noodles. People actually talked about her? I mean, she was close to being promoted, but to be spoken about was…beyond her.
Masae chewed and swallowed, slowly sipping at the broth that was left behind as they entered the pub. Demonstration? Here? The marine was perplexed. She didn’t mind showing him, it just the matter of where they were. The maiden threw her trash in the bin, and heard the clerk whistling, and looked at Rango, who was blushing. What happened?
“ Ah… My logia? Mmnn… As of right now…I can only show you one move…that won’t get us injured…with all these drinks here. And the other wouldn’t let either of you breathe.”
She said, looking at all the alcohol around them. To the farthest of the room was a small pond of water just for decoration, but to her delight, it was perfect. Her eyes would glow a golden color, and Rango would feel the air around them slightly change, since he controlled flames. She held out her hand, as if she were about to snap them.
Snap.
The pond erupted in a series of icicles, before retracting and returned to its normal water state. Suddenly, he took her hand and pulled her out. She almost tripped over her own two feet, being dragged by the large man to who knows where.
After what felt like an endless time of comfort. His entire face was red.
Hatori's lips were touching Masae's. He pulled her outside to kiss her. Before Hatori started drinking. He was curious to what she tasted like. Besides his military attitude. No one knew who the real Rango Hatori was like. This meeting was apart of fate. Hatori leaned his head back crossing his arms closing his eyes. "Peaches. They taste like peaches." Hatori stood with his military aura, hands in his pockets. Hatori waited for her response with a cool glance. His blonde hair swaying with wind passing by. It felt like time was moving in slow motion because of the effect of her kiss. The drinks were still inside the pub.
Hatori nod.
Licking his lips. His military uniform was inside next to the seat he was sitting on. Hatori was wearing awesome boots, torn jeans, and a gray long-sleeved T-shirt bearing the word, "Princeton." Hatori scanned the area. It didn't seem like much changed. This village they were in was quiet as usual. Hatori has never been understood by the other marines in the military. Due to him always keeping to himself. Almost like some sort of hermit, or loner. Hatori didn't find companionship in the military. Skill, power, strength, overwhelming ability. Hence his title as the, "Flame Emperor". Hatori had the appearance of a Japanese, eyes narrow. His hair is in one of those styles you'd think many hair stylist would of treated him. For free he was popular actually among the headquarters. First time soaking it all in at this pub. Hatori eagerly was taking all his opportunities tonight. He saw portraits and knickknacks inside the bar that he smiled upon. Marvel at the persistent locals of Torea wanting his attention. Hatori was like a hero for others to praise.
When you saw Hatori's face, and the look in his eyes. Behind that face was an impenetrable wall, full with dignity.
Everything stood out for him. Hatori was enjoying his time in Torea, especially with the female marine, Masae-chan. But, still he was so tense, too. On alert--much like a man in the military with strength. Wondering if someone will try to start trouble. Handcuffs still on the side of his waist, even in his casual cloths. Throwing a hood over his head smirking.
The red from his face started to go away. Masae fit the physical description of females he liked the most. Hatori received one of her best traits. Those beautiful lips (duh). Hatori gave her a try with his strong stance. It's not like Hatori liked her. Or, had a crush on her even. Hatori was just being himself. It was impossible to see him like this. Since Hatori was always working. Hatori raised his eyebrow. "Oh s**t! I kissed you! It's just you're really pretty right now, and your dressed such like a girl. You want to get back to what we were doing? I--I guess I'm a little too aggressive with woman." Sweatdrop.
Hatori clucks his tongue. There will always be answers to his curiosity. Parts of his attitude was the bomb. Who knew the stiff, iron-clad, Lieutenant Junior Grade Rango Hatori, was capable of being this real. There was a glint in his eyes at the moment. Hatori had a lot of motivation to get to know Masae more. Hatori shoved his hands in his pockets. "That power. The Gasu Gasu no mi? You mean you can control temperature? Or.. is it the differential properties in oxygen is you're manipulation. How on earth did you turn the water into ice? Explain. Also, in the first place. If you're devil fruit is gas. And mine is fire. You--you don't think . . . " A cloud of an idea was extracted from his head.
Even visible for Masae to see it above his head funny. In the thought bubble an explosion went off. Hatori screamed wincing while staring at her! "WAIT FIRE AND GAS DON'T MIX!!" He looked back at her!
She didn’t know how to react, but she could feel her face on fire. Such an indecent thing to do to a lady! How could he just pull her outside just to do that? Yeah, maybe her promotion hadn’t come yet, but that doesn’t mean he could push her over! Still, it left her dumbfounded and she stared at him with a perplexed expression as he muttered what her lips tasted like. She shook her head, still in utter shock.
Compared to Hatori’s more intimidating demeanor, Masae’s aura was more inviting and of that of a beloved young lady. A few kids would run up to her and tug on her skirt, even going as far as pulling on her hand to lead her to show her something they had. A bright smile would be on her face no matter where she looked, and was an obvious beacon unlike the male beside her. However, that also meant she was more aloof and less attentive, but she wasn’t on duty, so her more relaxed and playful side came to show. When he realized what exactly he had done to her, she stared up at him with a facial expression that questioned his intelligence,
“ How…I’m dressed? I’ll take it as a compliment that I’m cute then.”
She huffed, dismissing his half dipped sexist comment. Guys were dumb, so she wasn’t going to waste her nerves worrying about whatever he said. His interest in her power made her smile, but not one where it was pure, but one where it was sly and full of mystery,
“ I compressed CO2 to the point it could create ice crystals. I could get into it more scientifically but you’d get lost.”
She giggled, shaking her head. She knew he was a fire user, and he wasn’t understanding the grasp of her powers. In a way, she could choke him out. His sudden outburst startled her, and she held her hands up in defense,
“ It depends what type of gas I’m using! Sometimes its flammable, but I can easily take out the oxygen so theres no fire!”
She explained, trying to calm him down. It wasn’t like they were going to combust right there.
Hatori's accent heavily Japanese. "Huh? Gasu Gasu no mi, huh? When I think of it. It sounds more dangerous than my own Mera Mera no mi." He said with a reddish face. You could tell that he was getting tipsy from the drinks. "Feel free to grab as many drinks as you want tonight. No way! It's complete opposites! It just sounds like the two of us Logia. Really are dangerous, but you're ability sounds more dangerous! That's all it means! Heh~" Hatori blinks his eyes heavily. Hatori had less of the hardened image he always projected, and more humorous comforting. This was the first time in a long time where Hatori could enjoy the finer things in life. He eyeballs Masae, a confident, daring look, like he'd be a fool to call a bluff. "How many pirates have you fought so far? I've fought two. I lost to one. Who was loaded with a lot of strength. Ended up over-powering me in brawn. Then there's the Hie Hie no mi Logia. We ended up killing. So far my rank has put me at the Lieutenant Junior Grade." Hatori was wandering if he entirely convinced Masae of his rank, and strength yet. Hatori stood up out of his seat in the bar.
Hatori was trying to force her to play a game with him. With all of his terms. That was the bigger picture. Hatori wanted to get to know her, but more than anything. He wanted to co-exist with other marines. Hatori bristles, freezing in place. With his drink in his hand smiling. Hatori walked over to someone else at the bar. Placing his arm around them merrily smirking. Trying to glean any hints on what was happening on the other side of the bar. There was a chessboard around, and others crowded around a game, it seemed. Masae passed all of his questions in his head. She was not only intelligent, but she was very capable. Again, if he tried to challenge her to a fight. He wouldn't know what would happen. Over his head, the lights flicker again, a momentary strobe effect. "Wow, these guys are real good at chess. Look at him. It seems once you've given yourself distance of your opponent. It gives you more time to think of your next move. Are you enjoying your drinks, Masae-chan? They've woken me up. I'm enjoying myself tonight~" He grinned raising his glass. "Right now I'm the King of Liquor! I have my important role! To protect all the drinks, and show this lady a good time!" Hatori felt accomplished after these few months of military service.
Many of the others in the bar were laughing at how drunk Hatori was getting. Hatori was convinced of his own strength in a sense. Hatori started to laugh. One of the bar people ran over to him, and took a photo with marine Hatori. Looking back at Masae. Hatori always considered himself to be a dark-horse candidate of the military. Since he didn't know the devil fruits of the other marines. He considered Logia to be strongest of power-houses. But, oddly he considered himself runner-up to Masae. The way she explained her own Devil Fruit power. Smiling still.
"Masae-chan. Meeting you is honestly one of the greatest honors of my life. Besides beating up all those weak pirates." Hatori raised his glass quieting down most of the bar.
His throat catches his emotion. Hatori holding his stare within Masae's eyes. His eyes shaking with resolve. It wasn't easy always to be a marine. However, these two in this bar seemed to be hitting it off great. Their career was definitely defining their happiness. His smile showing a glint. One hand on his drink, other in his pants pocket. Jeans looking blue with leather shoes moving softly along the bars floor~
