"I can hear you, you know." Ceres spoke, sighing softly. "And that's interesting, coming from the man who killed a dozen or so marines on his way here. The man was working with the marines, I think everyone's happier if he's not around this place. Also, I can't believe the notorious shotgun preacher is afraid of a woman, and is superstitious to boot." Octavius was in for a surprise if he believed women on board brought bad luck. In the months that he had been gone, since the government was cracking down on pirates, there were plenty of ships that had taken on female crew members out of desperation. And as far as she knew none of them got any extra bad luck or anything like that.

The crew and their captain discussed about a boat in the harbour. And then it was offered to her. But that wouldn't be enough for what she was planning. "I don't think you were paying attention. It's not about just getting any boat. I want to go to the grand line. There are untold treasures and adventures to be found there, far greater than in this dull sea." Ceres started, sounding a bit amused by their cute idea's of what her plans were. "I need a decent ship that can be manned by a crew of 5 or so strong sailors. Like a Caravel." It was the ship she had been a pirate on before. Her knowledge of the types of ships wasn't exactly up to par, otherwise. "The grand line? You're crazy, girl. Most pirates entering that sea are dead within a week!" One of the crew spoke with a slight chuckle. Ceres ignored him though. Weak-willed pirates like him didn't know what truly following your dream meant. She didn't either, yet. But she was determined to find out at least!

The group started to move soon after. Apparently it was time to go. Ceres grabbed the coat the man she killed had left hanging on his chair and put that on. It was two sizes too large for her, but that only helped now. As it was easier to hide her face. And to finish it off she took off her bandana, as she had to admit that her colour choice was easy to spot. However as soon as they were outside, a group of marines came storming their way. And the woman also noticed Octavius getting ready to run once again. This was getting quite tiresome now, so Ceres also tapped him on his shoulder.

"You know, I could probably easily flush those marines away so we can just run to the harbour. Or would you rather spend another half hour running around the place, giving them more time to mobilize even more troops? Trust me, I've estimated their numbers in the weeks that I've been here, this hadn't even been half of what they can send our way."