Before arriving at Shakky's place, Sam, a 28-year-old ship coater was rushing towards No. 13. He was wearing just a plain grey shirt, a blue knee-ripped jeans, a black sneakers, a wavy hair pulled back by a flowery pink ribbon.
He was completely soaked in sweat and was panting like 2000-meter finisher. He held his breath and halted in front of the door. Holding on to his knees and slightly bent over, he took another deep breath and rose to his height. He began banging the door twice and a moderate knocking sound resonated beyond the bar.
Sam is an apprentice of another seasoned ship coater by the name Rayleigh - a man in his senior years. A surprisingly muscular built, medium sized old man. Wearing a Grey hair, glasses, and has a distinguishing feature on his face - a scar on his right that passes through from his brow to underneath the eye.
Back in the present and inside the room, Shakky was talking to Sam and was discussing about the sudden rise of ships gathering in their place. He was too concerned that he wouldn't be able to finish coating the ships all by himself and be hurt by those pirates. "There's too many of them and on top if that, even the other shops are chasing their own tails in panic! I need my old teacher to assist me. That is if he is not busy? "
Shakky took a deep breath and puffed her cigarette. Unleashing the smoke upwards, she held her right hand around her waist and put her left elbow on it. "He is going to assist you if that's the case."
With that, the young coater gasped in relief and it seemed a thorn in his throat evaporated into the clouds. "Thank you!"
A little while after, the man reached out for his back pocket and shown a panorama of bounty list of the world's criminals. "Hey Shakky, take a look at this."
The woman moved closer to him and spotted some familiar faces. "Hmm.. Interesting.. I couldn't believe they grow too fast these days.. It's been a while since pirates created this kind of havoc across the seas and I am not surprised just how they aimed for it. The Pirate King's words still linger on their hearts and souls and those undying promise beyond that horizon will continuously live on forever.."
She paused briefly from talking and looked at a portrait of a ship afloat the sea on the wall. She was smiling and it's as if she was reminiscing something from a distant past.
"There's a man a group of pirates, Silver Hair and The Gambit who I attended to few weeks ago. They arrived here to have their ship coated. And look how Larsi manages to increase his bounty in just a few weeks.. And also The Gambit, he just suddenly emerged from somewhere and now has over 300M on his head. They killed Redfield!!!"
"?!" Shakky had her eyes wide opened in awe in conjunction with her mouth. A audible gasp could be heard instantly as she turned to Sam's face. "Patrick is dead?"
"That's what the news says. Not only that, there are some alarming news spreading across the seas about the military situation. A couple of seasoned marne officers just slid back from their posts and shifted to piracy! Shaarib, Frayza. Those are the names! Their bounties are quite high, too!! And above all, there's this certain rookie pirate that keeps on doing evil deeds! He just defeated some formidable opponents from island after an island.."
With an emotionless look on her face, the bar owner just stared at the pictures on the paper before she spoke. "Indeed, this is the worst generation ever....... And I wonder what else would happen in the days or weeks to come..."
Roger, this is the fruit of the seeds you sowed 20 years ago. Albeit, it's destiny's responsibility to determine who amongst them carries your will, she thought.
I scowled as I walked down the riverbank leading to groove 13, and Miyagi jumped out a couple of steps in front of me as if dancing to some rhythm and then turned around to face me, walking backward as she spoke.
"Where are we going?" I could hear a laugh coming from Miyagi's throat as she asked this question. A sharp squeaking sound could be heard with every step I took. Strong winds blew for a while. I resisted the wind and waited for it to die down.
"I have no idea? Kane said we can find coating craftsman in groove 13." My small voice was caught up in the wind, so Miyagi probably didn't manage to hear it. There was no reply. The Miyagi who was smiling in front of me was usual Miyagi. She was wearing a collared shirt and a skirt with a gentle color.
While I was looking at her, Miyagi's finally replies, "Wearing all black truly suits you, Nero."
She laughed. She was always in the mood for laughing. But it was true, except for the steel gray shirt I wore under my jacket, I was indeed clad all in black. "You seem to be in a good mood, Miyagi."
She covered her mouth with her hand as her shoulders started to shake. "Not really," She responded.
"Then what do you think of when you hear 'adventure'?"
"That's random. However, for me, it's definitely stuff like the sea, fireworks, festivals, and not to mention, the suspense!"
"You're even going to find gold?"
"When I say 'adventure,' I mean going on a journey, you know that, right?" She sighed melodramatically, shaking her head with the palms of both her hands facing up. It was probably a gesture to show her dismay, or perhaps even an action to signal annoyance.
"It's not just a journey. Come on, being free, adventure, you get it right?"
"So like waking up early to search for beetles."
"I got it Nero is a dummy."
"It's dumber to let love rule your head whenever your favorite subject arrives."
"So you do understand! Gah!"
Being stared down as sweat dripped down my face, I inadvertently looked away. I started to speak. "You always left out some part whenever we talk. I just wanted to give you a taste of your own medicine."
"Yeah." We were in the greenery area, quite a distance away from our ship. Same as before, the two of us walked together. We made our way up the stairs that almost seemed like a road to heaven. Nevertheless, after passing by what seemed to be a lot of stairs, we arrived at a pub,
"'Shakky's rip off bar!'" While laughing, she continued, "It really sounds like they intend to rip you off at this place..."
At that very moment, I grabbed the doorknob and opened the pub's door. I cast my severe gaze left and right, then I spoke. "Sorry to intrude."