[@hatakekuro][@FellbloodFool][@Infichi][@Classpet]

For fuck sakes. No one seems to care. [color=00aeef]"Ugh. Fine. I'll just have to prove it later."[/color] He said as he made it to the captain. As Roma asked him about him being too young to have a smoke, he replied [color=0072bc]"I'm 18, thank you very much."[/color] As he finished his sentence, he saw out of the corner of his eyes that there was a chair flying at him and Roma. Reacting a bit too slowly to draw his sword, he had to lean and flip out of the way to avoid getting hit by the chair which is not in splinters. He glanced over at the mink woman that had kicked the chair at him, sighed and said nothing to her. He will make her respect him, eventually.

As he was going to turn back to Roma to speak, a fisherman came out of what smelled like the kitchen. He said his name was Chirashi Sushimi. He is, literally, a walking contradiction. [color=0072bc]"Chi-Chirashi Sa-Sushimi....and a fisherman on top of that...oh my goodness..."[/color] He sighed. As the fisherman announced the arrival of food, he made his way to the kitchen, as did the rest of the ship. Remaining silent, he grabbed a bowl and listened to the fisherman talk about the Grand Cuisine. Sounded lofty. However, his own pursuit of the greater sharpshooter in all the land was lofty as well. Leaning back against the wall, he scanned the rest of the crew. There isn't an 'official' captain yet. He is probably the best ranged fighter, the mink woman is freakishly strong, there is also Roma, drooling.

Just what in the world is in store for him here...