"E-Excuse me M-Ma'am but could could you please move a bit, your no-" He pauses when a glass slides pass him.
The fishwoman coldly looked down at Oroshi after receiving her directions from the bar-staff, still looming precariously overtop the blue-haired youngster. Her ears perked, detecting a possible unintended insult left unfinished. She slid a small amount of beri to the woman behind the counter, though it seemed Sweet Einsauer's attention shifted temporarily to Oroshi Ken as he finished his glass of nutritious milk. With minimal movement of her head, she managed to shoot her eyeline directly through the blue-haired swordsman like a line of daggers.
"I'm not old enough to be a ma'am, squirt." She hissed to the soft-spoken human (
@lophole). It seemed that more words, possibly more unsavory, were to come before an interruption:
"I couldn't help but eavedrop, but a few more boats? What is a pretty specimen like you doing wanting a group of boats, huh? Planning to make a fleet, Sweetheart?" He questioned with a sly, toothy grin.
The veiled disdain in her eyes was sharply moved from the blue-haired youth to the outspoken, hooded stranger.
"Hm~" She purred thoughtfully, a hint of flirtation expertly masking the disgust.
"Fleet seems like an ambitious word, my ship is just starting to feel cramped is all." Her shrewd eyes began to bore through the shadow cast down by the man's hood, she hadn't been here long, but she was quick to figure both of these two men seemed like fellow tourists. Sweet knew she had a bounty now, and flaunting herself brazenly around was counter-intuitive to her upcoming goals. Keeping a low profile was the optimal strategy for her right now.
"From what I'd heard; Water Seven is the perfect place to get some nice boats for my friends and I."
This man's voice carried a tone that betrayed the smile hidden on this man's face beneath the darkness cast by his headwear. Sweet knew how to wear a similar grin quite well; she struggled not to reveal a sense of superiority with a smirk of her own. Swabbies of the Sweet Pirates began filling in around them, asking about drinks and noisily interrupting the conversation taking place. Captain Einsauer straightened her back and nodded to the barwoman in appreciation before glancing around.
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@Infinity)
As more and more of the fishwoman's underlings began piling up at the bar, Sweet took this as an opportunity to pull from the conversation. It seemed to Sweet that her new cook was already taking liberties with new crewmates as he greeted what seemed to be an old friend of his. Sweet gave a slight nod to the two of them and then she turned. She stepped through a crowd of her people, a small ocean of swabby heads that parted before her as she walked.
The swabbies left behind in the bar joked and gossiped with one another, accepting beverages as they came.
"What kind a' ship do you think the captain is gonna get?" A tougher looking swabby adorned with an eyepatch asked a younger comrade.
"I don't care- As long as it has a manlier name than 'The Cotton Blossom'." The younger pirate remarked after being sure his captain was out of earshot.
Ducking her lengthy frame past through the human-sized entrance, just as she had before while entering the establishment, Sweet Einsauer replayed the simple directions in her head. The pirate captain planned to inform Mikami and Gerald, however the enormous redhead was the only crewmate in sight outside the bar.
The captain briefly investigated the bags of cash in Mikami's hands, in the process asking him:
"What happened to Gerald and the motormouth?" Her tone resembling that of an overworked employee more than a confidant leader. Mikami, waffled, look back in the direction they had all approached from.
"UH-" He confusedly stammered, he had never noticed them split off from him.
The loud cry of Gerald's armor meeting metal met both of their ears and Sweet sighed.
"Nevermind." She remarked coldly.
She glanced back at the entrance of the bar to be sure there were no eavesdroppers in the doorframe.
"Alright, here's the plan: I'm headed to go talk to some shipwrights and pay for the work we're having done for us. You and the rest of the crew just need to keep a low profile and collect the ships when they're ready."
She handed the big man a fairly large slip of paper in exchange for a sack of beri. The paper magically pulled in her direction.
"Pass out pieces of that to some of the crewmates, that's a vivre card- It'll let you know where I am. I have an errand to run, Mikami, so you need to focus up and get this right!"
The fishwoman put her hands out for the beri.
"Give the rest of that cash here."
Mikami obeyed absent-mindedly whilst juggling all these instructions. He dropped the hefty sacks of cash into Sweet arms, surprising her a bit by the weight.
"Alright-!" She said after gathering her breath.
"Go help those two an' let Gerald know the plan."
"YOU GOT IT, CAPTAIN-BOSS!" Mikami blurted.
"YOU CAN COUNT ON ME, BIG-TIME!"
And with that the enormous man bounded off in the direction of the commotion in the Water Seven streets. The pirate captain moved with relative ease, gripping onto the excessive amount of money as if it were the only thing holding her to the ground. All whilst striding through the streets, she replayed the directions in her head and moved towards the dock with a great amount of haste, being fully aware of how robbable she looked.
Soon she'd hope to find herself negotiating prices and handing off ship schematics to the shipwrights of the famous Galley-La's Dock One.
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The noise piqued the interest of the piranha-boy, whose head whipped around towards the attack in the short distance. He began bounding over on all four and growling like a feral beast.
"GRRRRR-!!" He looked at Aro, shouting a command like a rookie beast-tamer.
"-LIKE THIS, DO THIS!- GRRRRRRRRRRR!!" (
@Infinity)
Gochi rushed into sight of the mysterious ninja- he continued growling and snarling like a feral beast, foam begin to unintentionally form at the corners of his mouth. His demonstration for the dog had clearly begun to go off the track, the monster-boy looked genuinely rabid as he snarled at the purple ninja. (
@Lamby)
@Magimasterkarp @Dream