[Lord English]

Buggy held his smirk but as she spoke he lost it. He gave her a serious stare for all of a few seconds before his smirk returned and said, “Good luck with your arms, admiral. You know there’s only one that can fix that sort of damage and she did just declare herself to the challenge Truble set forth.” He looked back to Carina and spoke with a form of sincerity, the wind picking up as his hair was carried in strands before his face, “Grow stronger, and when we meet again, please do try to kill me. You are a marine, after all. Killing pirates is what you’re supposed to do best.” He turned his back to them and walked off and onto his boat, splitting apart and sailing it off on his own.

Admiral Cancer looked at the members, seeing no one was severely injured besides him. His arms were completely limp and had areas where bone fragments were sticking out a bit. He sat himself on a step and watched as some of the knocked out members began to wake up. He glanced across them to make doubly sure to himself that they were in fact alright. He knew what was said was correct and that they’d be required to go there. He’d only have to hope to hell and back that she would help them. He stood with some trouble due to no use of his arms and said past the pain, “Once you all are ready… Set sail for Thriller Bark.”

Fredjamin finally woke up and he placed his hand on his neck. He moaned out and squeezed his eyes tight as he rocked a little on the ground. “That… flipping… hurt!” He got himself up and rubbed his neck some more. There was a red mark from where he had gotten hit. He had heard the command to sail to Thriller Bark and he seemed scared. “Wait,” He thought out loud, “I thought that place was abandoned…”

It was clear the admiral overheard him and he responded, “It was turned into a nightclub.” He looked onto him as some of the nerves in his arms twitched, causing pain as they rubbed against the bone fragments. “The owner is known as The Ghost. Gekko Tanakami who was formally trained by Hogback and despite claiming to be a pirate, we have no records of her. Anywhere.” He gazed out to the direction they would be going and said, “It will take three days unless we propel the ship faster with paddles, and as it stands we can only hope she will fix this.”

Fredjamin gulped a bit and looked at Carina and said, “Supposidly, there are still zombies running around there. Also… The admiral’s arms are making me queasy… hehehe…” He chuckled uneasily. Some of the crew was already getting these giant paddles out to help the ship go forward and starting to get it going. The ship slowly began to move faster and faster as more decided to help.

[Silver]

She felt the water relax she glanced up and saw the sea king flying into the air and sighed glanced back down then heard the sounds of the fishman land on her ship and groaned looking to her shoulder again then saw a bright light and threw her good arm over her eyes they still light up red from how bright it was when it faded she sighed and slowly unwrapped the rope from her arm she was heavily burned and slowly stood hearing her first mate chastising the other crewman she had wanted to get to know better who had offered her up. “Both of you Silence I will deal with both of you later.” She looked to the former white beard pirate and sighed. “Thank you for showing him to me as he is a captain I will speak directly to him.” She then looked to the fishman her arm hanging slightly limp and she sighed. “I am Alice Captain of the Unchained. We are all former marines who sailed under the former captain of this ship. Our sole purpose is to see that the Fleet admiral dies for what he did.” She reached up and touched her shoulder and pain riddled her eyes but she didn’t show anything further from it. “If you wish to talk more lets go below deck.” She looked to the former white beard pirate and spoke. “You will guard the door below deck no one is down until we come back up If you have to kill anyone who disobeys my order.” She hated giving such a harsh punishment but she didn’t want anyone getting any ideas of grandeur. She then turned her back to him and started to walk below deck with her arm still hanging limp. She was already regretting her decision back on the Island and felt that she may have to re organize her crew learn their names. Those that mattered would be given leave to the quarters of their choice.

[Peridot]

As Buggy made his farewell and rode off onto his boat, Carina watched the ship split apart and veer off in another direction. What type of pirate wants to get killed or captured, anyway? Carina thought to herself as she mused over his departing words. Buggy was a strange pirate, and not like she had expected. He was more sane than she had expected from a man who used to run around in a clown costume, but it seemed like he only boarded their ship to poke fun at the admiral and his crew for shits and giggles. He didn’t stick around to press the wounded marine for information or anything, even though it sounded like that was what he had been here for at first.

Snapping her attention away from the horizon, she glanced over at Admiral Cancer as he sat on a step and took a moment to recover from the piratical mayhem which had just occurred. It was a bit of a shame he was badly injured, otherwise this might be a good time to wait until Buggy’s ship was far enough away and then try to sink it with some cannonballs.The treacherous thought came to mind, but Carina’s more rational side pushed it away as she reminded herself why they had surrendered to Buggy in the first place. Everyone was in bad shape. The admiral’s arm was alarmingly disturbing. Broken bones would recover on their own, but Carina could see bits of pearly white ivory sticking out of his arm, and that looked very, very serious especially since he seemed to favor the pistol.

Fredjamin eventually came to, looking in pain but not grievously or even semi-permanently injured. There’d be a few nasty marks from where Buggy had grabbed him though. Both of them heard the command to sail to Thriller Bark and while Carina was simply curious since surely some of the stories about  that place had to be exaggerated, but Fredjamin looked frightened. At first, she smiled slightly thinking that the admiral was joking about the horror themed Thriller Bark turning into a night club. The corner of her mouth dropped when Admiral Cancer’s arm jerked nastily and he began to describe the current owner. It actually was a nightclub. She wondered what kind of person would be able to fix bones shattered to fragments, but if this Gekko woman was trained by the famous surgeon, Hogback, then maybe she’d be able to pull it off. The question, of course, is will she? Carina pondered. What kind of bargaining chip was the admiral planning on using to convince a pirate to heal an officer of the marines.

The admiral suggested that the crew use paddles to speed up the ship as best as they could, and she followed Fredjamin as they went to go collect paddles to help out the rest of the crew. “It’s a bad break. I’m amazed he’s even conscious right now. I sure wouldn’t be,” Carina confessed to the seaman apprentice when his comment made her glance back up at the admiral’s fragmented arm. “And I’ll promise to tell you if I get bit by a zombie if you do the same,” she said seriously although she wondered about just how deadly a poison zombie would be.

Despite the fact that she didn’t have any incredibly strength beyond that of a well conditioned young lady, Carina still got one of the spare paddles to help. Every helping arm mattered and it was important to her to work and be seen working with the crew if she wanted their trust and respect. “I’ll be right back,” Carina told Fredjamin as she made sure to pass by where the admiral was sitting, still holding the paddle.

“…Sir?” She piped up a bit hesitantly. Although she had gotten nothing but a good impression from him earlier this morning and yesterday, she was wary of the pain making the admiral crankier than usual. Wounded and desperate creatures were always the most dangerous. “If you ever need more anesthesia for the pain, I can help with that.” She offered, assuming that whatever Truble’s doctor had given Admiral Cancer to help with the injury would eventually wear off.

[Lord English]

Fredamin nodded to Carina as she noted it would be a bad break. He tried to not look at it just so he could correctly paddle the ship. He made sure that he started to do so and watched the others to keep in time so they would actually propel forward. The ship seemed to be in sync. Fredjamin did also say, “Sure but they aren’t that kind of zombies… I don’t think.” He heard her saying she’d be back and he nodded, sticking to paddling.

Cancer looked up at her when she approached, he kept a serious face on despite the slight twinges of pain in his arms. He listened to her offer and said, “I should be fine for now. The last time I saw his doctor administer any form of anesthesia it nearly killed someone. This dose should keep me good for a long while.” He offered a slight smirk. “Let’s just focus on getting there.”

The boat would jerk a bit until they got to a constant speed and then the paddles went in a different pattern, rotations from front to back so there was always a paddle in the water and the rest out. She ship started to move fast enough to make hair fly in a different direction than the wind. One of the crew members that was not rowing appeared to be navigating and pinging down exactly where Thriller Bark was at the moment. Cancer turned and said, “Master Chief Petty Officer Rom.”

The member rushed over to him and spoke in a really high voice, “It appeared it is still in the Florian Triangle. The devices seem to think it is on the edge. Best course is to stay straight and weave around the islands and I think cut between the long islands. I think we are high enough to not hit the bridge.” Then Rom continued, “Also, we just went by the pirate that kicked the shit out of us. There’s a registered six other boats in the area, one marine vessel and the rest are pirates.”

“Stay straight,” Cancer said to him and then looked back to Carina, “You could always find a way to slow the bleeding a bit. If you have some of that I will take it.” He was trying to not sound desperate but he didn’t know how severe this was.

Looking out they were already passing an island, it moved fast on the ship’s horizon. This showed just how fast they were moving. It was steady and seemed to be increasing as the pattern went on and the urgency was felt. The ship would rock slightly as they turned to make it go around the next island.

[Cain]

-Axel felt the heat on his back as the phoenix appeared but he feared turning around in his beaten state which is what may have saved his eyes. He turned looking to the beast as it flew off with his kill this slightly bothered him that such beast could be carried so easily by this creature. He had heard bits of the argument between her and the neo whitebeard pirate captain but it had been garbled as he was fighting turning most of it. He knew she was the captain of the aviaries and now he understood why they called themselves that. He turned back to the one speaking this small woman was there captain and she was noticeably injured but none of the men seemed to be trying to lift a finger” you may be a captain but this is not a crew if they stand behind an injured fighter who could be killed so easily without even putting up a fight, I might be hurt but I could send this ship to the bottom of the sea if I dreamed it fit.”. He turned back to the woman before him and he gestured for her to lead”if any of you harm my crew or my ship you better hope my kin of the sea have mercy because no fishman ever will”. He followed her down as he clutched his chest he spat up some blood hoping to make this quick as he needed to check on his idiot and hawk-eye”.-

[Lord English]

At first, the former Whitebeard pirate was very happy about the captain giving him compliments. He went to stand guard at the door as she so ordered but the words of the once praising fishman sank to a more bitter tone upon his ears. He was doing just as he had done before but would have attacked if he had so attacked. The warning he gave did not fall upon deafened ears as he spoke, “None will harm them, if they do I ask my captain permission for me to take full blame and forfeit my life to your desire.” He crossed his arms as he awaited them to securely go down.

The one formally from Buggy’s crew glared at him and said, “That’s not fair that you get to watch?! What makes you so special?”

“I used to be in a respectable crew,” He commented, “While yours was known for its cowardice and mutinous ways. Your captain’s still alive somewhere more than likely. He was never recorded as dead.”

The man marked by the clown glared upon the muscular frame then just dropped the conversation and looked out at the drifting ship. “I should do it…” He grumbled to himself yet loud enough the rest of the crew could hear, “Just to spite him…”

“Try anything and I will kill you before the shark can even bare his teeth,” the proud guard glared and seemed stern, ready to move if he even tried.

The one member that had been turned back by the Buggy marked one was attempting to go up to the deck while the captain and the shark fishman walked down. He was startled and backed away even though he was already in eyesight. He tried to fake being brave and stood to the side, a little shaky.

The swordsman watched for a moment then went down into the cargo, opening it up to see Mihawk with his eyes closed. They opened at the sound and seemed to look at him. He smiled and closed the door again as he walked back up, he had to think a second before he realized that he seemed tense. He walked back down and opened it again and said, “You alright?”

“Fine,” Mihawk insisted. “Go back up.”

He noted this time, Mihawk didn’t seem to be looking right at him. He had the feeling something was wrong and went back out to the top deck of the ship, yelling across as he got across the deck, “HEY! TELL MY CAPTAIN I NEED TO SPEAK TO HIM!”

The buggy marked one was right there and yelled back, “WE ATE HIM!”

“NO ONE CAN EAT THE PERFECT PREDATORY PERFECTION THAT HAS ERUPTED FROM THE SEA TO FEAST UPON THE FLESH OF LESSER BEINGS!” He yelled back.

The whitebeard one decided to yell back over, “BOTH YOU SHUT UP! YOUR CAPTAIN IS FINE AND THE MEMBER WHO SAID WE ATE HIM IS A COWARD, ASSHOLE, AND A LIAR. PLEASE COME OVER AND RID US OF HIM.”

The swordsman tilted his head a bit and seemed concerned but he knew everything would be fine. He didn’t want to start a war between the two crews.

[Peridot]

Carina nodded when Admiral Cancer said that the pirate doctor had given him an adequate dose of anesthesia. It didn’t hurt to check, and the marine was bearing what must have been excruciating pain well given the circumstances. The young marine officer picked up on the fact that Admiral Cancer had encountered the doctor before, but decided that this emergency was not the time to inquire for more details. The next moment, the admiral echoed that sentiment as he smirked and commented on focusing on getting to Thriller Bark.

She could hear the sloshing sound of churned waves as the boat reached enough speed to create an audible wake.
The paddles really did make a huge difference to the movement of the ship, and it was almost inspiring how extra effort and teamwork could make such a difference. Another officer of the ship rushed over upon Admiral Cancer’s demands, and Carina noticed the navigator’s high voice as he reported on Thriller Bark’s whereabouts. She wasn’t sure if the unusual pitch was natural, due to nervousness, or some unfortunate combination of the two. This would certainly be an interesting crew to get to know.

Her expression darkened when she heard that five pirate vessels were surrounding a single marine ship. No doubt the pirates were harassing yet another marine vessel to find the whereabouts of the Fleet Admiral. It stunk and made her feel bad to be breezing past what could be a ship full of allies in need, but there was nothing they could do to help. With any luck, Buggy and Truble wouldn’t be too merciless on the marine ship.

The admiral gave his orders and then turned to her, with a calm tone and meter to his voice despite the alarming situation he and his arm was in. It made Carina wonder whether this was the effect of the doctor’s drugs or some immense amount of willpower. Normally one could apply pressure on the wound to stop the bleeding but with the admiral’s arm battered and crushed, that sounded like a terrible idea and a good way of increasing the internal bleeding. The same thing went for removing the offending pieces of bone protruding from the admiral’s arm.

“Hmnn. Diluted snake venom will work for that,” Carian muttered both to herself and to the admiral as she considered alternative options to reduce the bleeding. Although it made some people nervous about being treated with poisons, Carina felt that it would be dishonest to not explain exactly what she was doing. Also, giving a quick explanation would be better than being accused of potentially trying to poison her vulnerable commanding officer. The ship was really starting to pick up speed now, and the tension in the air could be felt as the whole crew hurried to reach Thriller Bark in hopes of getting help for their admiral.

She focused for a moment to cover her hand in a viscous, yet slightly oily textured mauve poison. Given the rocking and unsteadiness of the ship, Carina decided to lower the poison dosage even more just in case she slipped or something unexpected happened. Then, in a single deft move, Carina wiped the poison off of her finger, leaving only the slightest trace of lingering poison. If the admiral would allow, she’d gently run her finger along the outside of his arm around the points of protruding bone and where the bleeding looked the most severe, allowing the poison to come into contact with his blood and create gelatinous blood clots to seal off the bleeding wounds.

[Silver]

Walking down she heard the two start talking and closed her eyes and just headed down into one of the smaller meeting rooms. Offering him a seat and she took and sat down with a sigh. “We have much and nothing to discuss. As you stated this was not our ship. Though you are wrong as we all belonged to this ship and its captain. When he passed we took this ship and are taking it to take down the fleet admiral.” She sighed. “I am sure you do not see me as worthy to captain this ship but the Sand Devil did see it. He left me in charge of these men and the town we just left. He also left me with one last thing….” She stayed silent for a moment before she finally spoke up. “He left me with his name. I’m not asking you to like it but I will ask for your help in taking down the fleet admiral.”

[Lord English]

The navigator heard the words that sent a tremble down his back and his high pitched voice got higher, “Snake venom?! What good would that do?” It was clear that this member was worried about the admiral, his eyes gazing in a dead lock on her as she secreted poison.

“She says she knows what she’s doing,” The admiral spoke as calmly as possible, trying to set himself and the navigator at total ease. He didn’t watch as she applied the venom, showing total trust for her in this moment. He didn’t have too much of a choice but this certainly would show her intentions. The touch on the bones and the open parts made him want to cringe but he just grit his teeth instead. He made sure that both of his arms were done before he’d speak to her, not wanting to break her concentration, “Thank you. How long will this last? As the ship is going, it may take a few hours to get there, possibly a day if we must slow down.”

The navigator was still hovering worriedly but it seemed the situation was calm. He went back to his navigations while helping to paddle the ship along. The crew seemed to attempt to go as fast as possible despite what had happened, one of them even popping his own shoulder out of place from how hard he was rowing and only stopping to pop it back into place. They were all working themselves as hard as they could to get there in a shorter time. The admiral seemed more worried about them but knew the urgency. He more than likely received his answer so he would then speak again, “I don’t know if she will even help… Last time I saw her, I was ordered to do something terrible. I hope she is merciful…”

[Cain]

-Axel stayed standing as the chair more then likely would have cracked under his weight, listening to her statement only gave him reason to grow rather agitated. He began to walk back and forth in her office before turning to her” Im not sure you realize what your plan unfolds to accomplish, You plan to kill a man who beheaded the king and all those feared by any who called them self marine 22 years ago, He has only been stopped by a fruit user that can possibly split this bloody blue sea, Yet you and those blundering idiots have the slightest expectation to remove him from a seat of power”. He growled turning back to her fragile and small form and pretty much roared in her face “find the one called Crocodile before I do and maybe Ill hold you higher as a Pirate, because right now your just a lawless marine that only belongs at the bottom of the sea with the rest of your dogs above”. He turned and walked from the quarters and then up past those bickering in time for his swordsmen to speak” Shut up perv and get the ship ready were moving on to the next island”. He turned back to the one with the whitebeard crest ” stay with them your going to die, my only warning”. He dove into the water and back to his crew before pulling the lines so the sails would catch wind and they would be off leaving the other crew to pick itself back up. he got everything settled and went below to find hawk eye”you ok old man”.-

[Lord English]

The member who had waited went as soon as he passed them to attempt to get up and out safely. As they rose up and out, he caught the glare of the one marked by Whitebeard and felt a grab on his hair then a difficulty of breathing. The much stronger member now had him in a headlock to assure that he wouldn’t run before the captain could deal with him. The entire crew turned as the fishman came back upstairs and just stared. They heard him yell over to his member. The member got to getting ready immediately instead of continuing to converse. The whitebeard marked member looked at Axel as he received his warning, only giving the response, “I am past my time. If I die, I will die with my captain. Besides, I can’t swim.” He heard the man he caught choking a bit and let up on the hold just enough so the man could breathe. They all watched him leave and remained still, looking then for their captain.

Axel’s swordsman was running around the ship and getting them ready to move forward, currently up on the mast and making it go to full mast as he pulled on the ropes. He then slid down the mast and the ship would have a slight tug as it began to move forward. Down below, Mihawk heard Axel come in and stood up, placing his hand on a container as the ship began to pull forward. He didn’t look right at Axel until he spoke and responded with a swift, “I am fine.” His darkened vision made him alert to even the creaking of the boat, them flicking like he was trying to see something but there was nothing there but the board of the ship. He then tried to refocus on where he heard Axel and they weren’t quite focused on him. He decided it would be best to seek out what Axel would be to him and asked, “How much respect do you have for the icons of the past?” He hoped he worded it correctly.

Axel’s swordsman had enough respect to not come down during that time, just carefully navigating the ship to the best of his abilities. The best of his abilities was just to keep them headed straight. He was concerned but he believed his captain would handle himself.

[Silver]

She sat there and stared at him as he spoke then his roar she only closed her eyes before wiping her face clean of anything that might of come from his mouth. Watching him leave she sighed sitting there for several moments before pushing off the desk and standing she started up to the deck and looked to her crew. Seeing what was going on between the one she had seen pass her and sighed then shouted to her crew almost angry. “ALL OF YOU FRONT AND CENTER.” She shouted so the whole ship could hear her. “Things are changing right now. Before we just had a desire for vengeance. This has not changed but the desire will not be enough. Those of you who will give me your names and what you are able to do directly will stay aboard this ship but if you will not or do not think you can follow me then when we dock at the next town I will leave you with enough money for passage else were but this ship will no longer be your home. I will trust you will not send the marines after me after what they did to such a great man.” She sighed and leaned against the wall. Looking to the one with the white beard tattoo. “Hold him then when this is done take him to the brig… Along with…” She pointed to her first mate. “…him” She then waited things had spiraled and now it would be fixed one way or another. The only one she seemed to not be angry with was the white beard.

[Cain]

-Axel realized this man wasn’t looking at him directly meaning he was either disgusted with Axel or his sight had been limited. He spoke calmly”I respect the king of the Pirates above all others for what he gave to my kin on the day we were saved from Howdy, I know you and those out there in the shadows are the ones that directed luffy that allowed him to become what he is today”. Axel grabbed a chair and placed it down next to the man with enough noise he would know easily where it was” take a seat before you fall over, I’ve figured out your sight is fucked up which we will get fixed on the next island, I figure we will be able to find someone who supports us there, Until then we will not let someone discover you till your back on your feet and causing fear and all those who look into your scary eyes, I am going to position things around that wont fall but if someone comes down you will know there there before they know your here, I need to make sure were still on point to the next island as that idiot might crash us into an island, Ill be back to check up later once land is in sight”.-

[Lord English]

Upon the shout, everyone on her ship stood around in clear view of her in a disorderly line that was clear that they weren’t exactly organized yet. The five members that had been real marines were in a straight line on their own. The one marked by whitebeard still had the one member head-locked and as she finished the first statement he was about to speak but she gave him a direct order. He looked to the one marked by Buggy and gripped the front of his shirt and drug him that way. The smaller man was frantically trying to explain himself, “No! Please! You don’t understand! That little bastard was stealing important items and I didn’t want you to concern yourself with him!” He tried to pull from the grasp but that just got him placed into a head lock as well.

The much larger man looked at the captain and spoke to her, “My name is Evan. I am a gunner. If I may, I will deal with this first. I hate trouble makers.” He gave the two a squeeze and awaited permission to deal with them.

One of the actual marines stepped forward and said, “My name is Johnathan and I am decent at Navigating but I pride myself in cleaning. I also like to organize things. Just like files and stuff.” He wanted to salute but he was trying to not do so, they were all pirates now.

One of the pirates stepped up with a swirled mark upon themselves and said, “I am Wurn and I like dealing with explosives. I can name and identify at least fifty kinds of explosives and how they work but I still got a lot to learn.” He took a stick of dynamite out of his pants and waved it around, “And that jerk wanted me to do cleaning duty. Johnny there is better suited.”

“It’s Johnathan and yeah,” The marine replied back, “He had me on explosives. Then he did seem to not like us.”

Wurn went to him and threw his arm over his shoulders and said, “Johnathan is so formal. You’re a pirate now. Try a nickname or two, okay Johnny?”

With them stepping up, the others began to step up and share names and what they are capable of and their likes. “Patron, I like cooking.” “Umari, I prefer entertainment but I can kind of use a blade.” “Ruben, I like to show off my body but I can work the riggings like silk through fingers.” “My name is Kelsie, yes I am a guy, and I like to cross dress. I will admit that! And I can steer in rough water but navigation is a problem for me.” “Toro, I can identify fish. That’s about it.” Everyone didn’t seem like they wanted to leave. The dysfunction didn’t seem to harm them too badly, in fact they seemed more proud than when they were all marines by force.

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Mihawk was satisfied with his answer in the respect towards those who had helped the late king become what he was. The thud of the chair made him want to attack but he withheld himself, placing his hand onto the chair and lowering himself onto it when asked. He felt horrible for being put into this condition, then for Axel to point it out made him feel vulnerable. He looked at Axel though it was towards the sound, he could have been mistaken for staring at his mouth. He listened to the precautions Axel was willing to take to assure his safety, him comforted by this offer and yet still on guard as it was made obvious that this would be a hindrance. Once it appeared that Axel was finished speaking, Dracule spoke as he said, “Perhaps it will improve on its own. I am no doctor but I am sure it is like staring into the sun for a moment. We will have it looked at if you so insist but the island you were heading towards has a marine base on it now. You must be careful.” He thought a moment then said, “Also if you see a shop with a dog in it and no one else, the dog is the owner. I have been there once before the marines settled in and learned about the shop. It thinks it is a vicious protector and I would suggest getting on its good side. The people will trust you that way.” He felt his eyes flicker to the ground, he was disgusted with himself and sat in silence from then on.

The swordsman was still holding the wheel straight and steady, thinking to himself and then he started to sing very poorly, “♫ I love the predators of the deep, they can smell you out if your blood does seep. They are better than wolves hunting helpless sheep! I love the predators of the deep! ♫” He was rather oblivious beyond his tone deaf singing. He almost started swaying despite his unholdable tune and it was rocking the ship as he turned the wheel in his dance. When he caught that he was dancing, he stopped and just went back to singing, “♫They all have sharp teeth and might eat you in your sleep! The lovely predators of the deeeeeeeeeep!”

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Across the snail radio, Truble’s voice would be heard, “Mako, where are you swimming off to?”

“I am going home for a while,” Mako’s voice responded with rushing water accompanying it. “Well, not MY home but home like you know where home.”

“Why the hell are you going back to Fishman Island?” Truble asked sounding a bit irritated, “I thought you said you hated it there?”

“Personal issues,” Mako responded then hers turned off.

Truble was heard grunting then the cracking of wood, “Damn it Mako… Fine, I won’t bother, I need to go that way anyways.”

[Silver]

She stood there and looked to Evan and nodded. “You may deal with those two I will have questions for them later.. Keep them separate I don’t want them talking.” She then feel silent and looked to the others as they started to go through their names and she heard that the two had their jobs switched. “Then its simple Do the jobs you are most suited for If there is an issue with this then we will adjust as need be. We want to be Pirates we need to act like pirates right now we are still acting like a group of people who don’t know their place lets show people we do.” She smiled then looked to the others then reached up and gripped her shoulder as pain shot through her body as she shifted wrong. She cringed and pressed back into the wall she was leaning on. Then looked up to Johnathan and smiled. “You will be pulling double duty I’m afraid tell we can get. Kelsi up to being a decent navigator. I will help as well as I am good at navigation as well.” She smiled through the pain that was written on her face. She tried to look strong like it was nothing. She looked to Umari “Then keep the crew entertained and work on your sword play we will find you a teacher at some point I promise.” Looking to Toro and smiled. “So Toro you will insure we don’t die and make sure the fish we catch we can eat.” Looking to Patron. “And you sir will be our cook just make sure not to kill us by trying something to outlandish.” She joked with him and cringed as she laughed. I have one question for you all any one you a medic?” She then pushed to stand. “I catch any of you saluting I will have Evan punch you where the sun don’t shine.” She then winked to them and moved to head for the brig but stopped and looked to them. “Do you have any questions for me before I had down to deal with our trouble makers?”