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As Koujiro held up the Den Den Mushi, a single word. Nay, a single name was heard exclaimed from the little phone snail. The voice was one he had not heard in what felt like forever, yet Larsi knew it instantly all the same.
Cocking his head, he looked with confusion and frustration at the little snail. With quick fingers he dialed a new call, seeking out the other man. After only a couple of seconds the call disconnected again. He felt a small touch on his wrist as Koujiro had reached him again. He looked apologetic at Larsi, gesturing as if wanting him to hand the transponder back to him. Reluctant, the giant did so. What was that about? He asked, impatient.
The Lord Captain has been unreachable for several days, except for small openings. Koujiro pocketed the snail, carefully tucking it inside his jacket. I have been trying to reach him off and on, but he seems to be doing alright, the island he is on just has poor reception. We're not sure why.
I should go help him! Larsi exclaimed, starting to rush across the cobblestones, the ground shaking with his every step. Behind him, the three of them looked at each other, before Sarge hurried after him, struggling to keep pace with the larger being.
Look, I don't think you'll be able to get there soon enough to help. It's several days of sailing to get there, plus it's a difficult place to get to in the first place. Larsi stopped, anger and frustration building up within him. Sarge raised his hands defensively, but didn't step back away from Larsi. Look, I'm sure even knowing that you're alive and well will help him find the spirit he needs to come out of it unscathed. He always has before.
Sarge smiled reassuringly and Larsi considered the words. They made sense, and realistically he knew there was nothing he could do, especially without proper directions and good weapons, now that he no longer had a devil fruit. All right... Musashi, you still had something you wanted to show me, right?
Yes! It's actually just on top of the hill. How about we go check it out, and Koujiro can keep trying to get ahold of Gambit? The swordsman smiled, but it was a sad smile. What could it be he wanted to show? Larsi had an inkling, but didn't want to think of it in case he was wrong. Sighing to himself, he looked out towards the port and the ships anchored. He wouldn't set sail yet, he still had things to take care of here.
Show the way. Nodding, Musashi started up the hill to the top of the settlement and hill of the island. Sarge and Larsi quietly followed behind, a somber feeling settling over them.
Gambit called out to him and with a couple quick steps he reached Koujiro, his hand scooping up the little transponder. Eager as he had no felt since learning the man on the other side of the call was alive, he could barely hold back tears of joy. He knew from Gambit's voice that he felt the same. However, his joy was cut short as as the call was disconnected."LARSIIII!"
Cocking his head, he looked with confusion and frustration at the little snail. With quick fingers he dialed a new call, seeking out the other man. After only a couple of seconds the call disconnected again. He felt a small touch on his wrist as Koujiro had reached him again. He looked apologetic at Larsi, gesturing as if wanting him to hand the transponder back to him. Reluctant, the giant did so. What was that about? He asked, impatient.
The Lord Captain has been unreachable for several days, except for small openings. Koujiro pocketed the snail, carefully tucking it inside his jacket. I have been trying to reach him off and on, but he seems to be doing alright, the island he is on just has poor reception. We're not sure why.
I should go help him! Larsi exclaimed, starting to rush across the cobblestones, the ground shaking with his every step. Behind him, the three of them looked at each other, before Sarge hurried after him, struggling to keep pace with the larger being.
Look, I don't think you'll be able to get there soon enough to help. It's several days of sailing to get there, plus it's a difficult place to get to in the first place. Larsi stopped, anger and frustration building up within him. Sarge raised his hands defensively, but didn't step back away from Larsi. Look, I'm sure even knowing that you're alive and well will help him find the spirit he needs to come out of it unscathed. He always has before.
Sarge smiled reassuringly and Larsi considered the words. They made sense, and realistically he knew there was nothing he could do, especially without proper directions and good weapons, now that he no longer had a devil fruit. All right... Musashi, you still had something you wanted to show me, right?
Yes! It's actually just on top of the hill. How about we go check it out, and Koujiro can keep trying to get ahold of Gambit? The swordsman smiled, but it was a sad smile. What could it be he wanted to show? Larsi had an inkling, but didn't want to think of it in case he was wrong. Sighing to himself, he looked out towards the port and the ships anchored. He wouldn't set sail yet, he still had things to take care of here.
Show the way. Nodding, Musashi started up the hill to the top of the settlement and hill of the island. Sarge and Larsi quietly followed behind, a somber feeling settling over them.