[center][color=9966CC][H1]Samehana[/H1][/color]
[H2][color=000000]Black Shark[/color][/H2]
Loguetown, East Blue
[@j8cob] [@Ira] [@Hillan][/center]

Samehana couldn’t help but roll her eyes. [color=9966CC]”That’s kind of a huge logical leap, isn’t it? I’m just trying to watch the show~.”[/color] Samehana chirped, pretending to pout for a moment. She decided to ignore the comments about her being a potential stalker, though she came dangerously close to bursting into laughter. Trying to convince this guy that she [i]wasn’t[/i] a pirate looked like it was about to be a lost cause at the rate things were going. Not like it’d matter much at the end of the day. Though, there was something to be said about how quickly the man decided to reach for the seastone cuffs he had at his side.

[color=9966CC]”Bringing out handcuffs already? And to think we haven’t even had our first date yet~.”[/color] the Fishwoman joked, placing her hands on her hips. It was almost cute how naive this Marine appeared to be. As if she was just gonna [i]let[/i] this guy slap a pair of cuffs on her and call it a day. Not just because that’d bevan annoying, albeit entirely fixable, situation. But on principle of the fact that she really hadn’t done anything wrong but “spying”, if she let Mr. Quicktocuff tell it.

[color=9966CC]”I don’t suppose there’s any way to convince you that this’ll end any way but terribly for you, hm?”[/color] she inquired, tilting her head to the side slightly. If this was going to be a fight, she was more than ready. The atmosphere in this town was perfect for it now.

Unfortunately, just as things looked like they were about to get fun, a familiar whistle rang out to the Fishwoman. [i]Church[/i]. Samehana let out a sigh of disappointment as she looked down at her cowboy companion. [color=9966CC]”Tsk. And we were just getting to the good part…. Alright, I’m coming!”[/color] she shouted back before turning to the Marine. 
[color=9966CC]”I guess that’s my cue to get out of here~. Maybe another time, Cuffguy.”[/color] she remarked before leaping backwards towards Church with a buttfirst dive, curious as to whether or not he was going to try and dodge or catch her, not as if she needed the latter.
[Color=9966CC]”Same Same Bun Press!”[/color] she called out jokingly as she flew posterior-first towards her compatriots.

[hr]


[center][h1]Zepp Kisaragi [color=8B0000][i]?[/i][/color][/h1]
Conomi Island, East Blue
[@Hillan] [@Pacifista] [@NachoBachoPacho][/center]

Zepp watched calmly as the masked pirate fixed himself up. Apparently, Anaru had managed to inflict a devastating amount of damage to Mr. Boom’s arm. While his expression remained unchanging, along with his position atop the cannonball, his eyebrows raised a bit as flames and electricity began to emanate from the boy. Slowly, one of his eyes was beginning to open, revealing an iris of vibrant crimson. Zepp raised a hand lazily, though the fingers on said hand were in an interesting position. His thumb was holding down his middle finger in a way that suggested Zepp was going to [i]flick[/i] something at the forehead of the human light show in front of him and Johnny. And, although the breathable air was beginning to become sparce in the surrounding area, Zepp seemed unaffected, peculiarly enough. Just before he was about to let his finger go, however, something caught his attention, giving the explosive pirate a chance to escape. 

Zepp shrugged as he watched him arc up onto the ship, once again back to looking like he was asleep. [color=8B0000]”Tabaku-dono. If you would be so kind as to give our comrade Anaru-dono a hand. It appears we’ve stumbled into a bit of a political conundrum.”[/color] Zepp requested politely, tone shifting rather drastically from the one he normally used. Zepp made sure that only Johnny was able to hear him. And Johnny knew fully what the deal was with Zepp at the moment.

Like a punctuation mark on the end of Zepp’s request, the terrain around the Marines was blasted to bits, sending chunks of debris skyborne, only for it to come back down on them. Sighing, Zepp stood up from his seat on the cannonball and began casually sidestepping the fallen debris.