Okay...this isn't what he wanted. Ryuhei watched, his face carefully devoid of emotions, and his eyes narrowed as the old man seemed to talk in an annoying accent that he honestly couldn't understand. Drunken demon....the tavern. Laggard? He honestly had no clue at all, and he didn't know what a whoreson was either. Dubloons meant butt, which she could somehow stick up her nose...and apparently the girl was stupid enough to jump in the water after a fish, despite, rather blatantly, being a Devil Fruit user. However, none of that mattered at this point...because apparently he was a monkey swordsman. Feeling a headache coming on, the swordsman reached up, massaging his temples. Forget this. He wasn't going to join a ship with a mental old man and an arrogant little brat-

Just as he was about to turn around and walk out without another word, the same small old woman that he had met earlier...was sitting by the door, on the floor. She pointed at the brat and mouthed something...it was a bit hard to understand, due to her lack of teeth, but he could barely make out the words 'Fortune and destiny'. With a snort, Ryuhei turned back around, his dark golden eyes narrowed as he glanced over the brat's form. She...she was the ticket to his destiny? Going with her, would spur along his fortune and help him in his quest to become the world's strongest swordsman? A large, sharp-toothed grin formed on his face, Ryuhei's golden eyes seeming to glow crimson. "Okay, little girl," He began slowly, "It'll be fun." There was a mocking tone behind his deep voice, but before she could say anything, the demonic glow disappeared, and Ryuhei crossed his arms over his chest, his face returning to it's intimidating scowl.