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Sweet glanced back to gauge Gerald's face, forgetting about his helmet in that brief moment. She was trying to gauge if he was messing with her, swimming the Grand Line in armor was no minor feat- at least not for a land-dweller. The fishwoman's eyebrows were raised up, broadcasting a bit of amazement.
"Not bad for someone without gills." Sweet Einsauer remarked, her dark lips forming a closed-mouth half smile.
She began peeling open the grapefruit in her hand, seemingly pondering something; she broke her trance on the citrus by beginning a cycle of lightly interrogating Gerald about various topics and then listening to his responses all the way to her teal-blue vessel: The Cotton Blossom. A white flag flapped in the wind, displaying a black jolly roger on both faces. The ship was simple, if Gerald were familiar with Navy vessels he'd spot some similarities.
The ship bustled with the movements of pirate swabbies preparing the ship for travel, luckily they hadn't gotten too comfortable on shore. The ship was already nearly prepared by the time the ship's captain reached the docking area. Mikami, still on shore, watched Gerald, Sweet and Geck'O approached; the gargantuan human stood with a huge smile plastered across his hefty head.
"Behold-- the Cotton Blossom." She said with an air unabashed pride in her vessel. The fishwoman's bare feet walked up the awaiting wooden gangway. After her recent debacle in the Lulusia Kingdom, the crew noticed a greater sense of ease coming from their captain when they were at sea. "Get a move on." She casually ordered the trio still on the docks.
It was time to set sail.
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@Lamby