[center][h1][color=red]RED HOOD PIRATES[/color][/h1][hr]
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[b]Bogard Sunny x  Loguetown x  Obtaining a Bloody First Mate[/b]
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[indent] Thoughtful, Bogard let a short, near-quiet [i]hmm[/i] slide out his mouth. He nodded and ate the last of his sausage before half-turning towards the marines outside. They were armed and ready to blitz the cafe. Bogard had survived these before, numerous times. The lazy commanders of naval headquarters would just send marines blindly at pirates, hoping to get lucky and win. 

That never happened. They never won.  

He sighed with disinterest, letting the smoke bomb conceal them before flourishing his red hood in a long ribbon of red. He willed it to protect his crew and the newcomer in a half-curve, hardening it to endure the bullets in the process. Once the hail of lead ceased, he’d quickly retract it and enrobed himself again. 

[color=red][b] “That’s not normal,”[/b][/color] he mumbled, noticing the slight but notable tactic. [color=red][b] “Oh well, the Pirate's heir doesn't back down."[/b][/color] 

Bogard directed his voice to Jax next. [color=red][b]"Of course I didn't, you've gotten on me enough about that stupid thing.”[/b][/color] He patted his large hood pocket with a grin. 

With a leap and spin of his powers, he pierced the roof and leapt on-top of it. The small rubble fell back down, the light gray smoke wisped high in the sky.  Bogard walked through, placed his foot on its ledge, and finally responded to the voice from earlier, the one that commanded they wouldn't escape alive. 

[color=red][b] “I get the feeling we will. I’m going to be the next Pirate King. Whether that road is soiled or clean makes no difference to me. So either stand aside or watch me do something very unpleasant to your comrades.”[/b][/color]

As he distracted them from the top, Kanki burst forth from cafe unbidden, grabbed the closest two marines in his hands and sent them hurling towards a barrage of others, pass two onlookers as well. The heavy, intimidating Fishman stepped out of the bullet-riddled cafe, his skin dancing with blue electricity.

[b] “Finally I gotta good fight on my hands! I’ve been itching for one,”[/b] he said, looking at the scores of marines not with fear but with the intensity of solver of problems. A challenger. The kinetic energy that sparked and flexed licked and wrenched off his sickly-green body, the energy stayed close to him. 

Red Hood eye’d the man from below with a smile, a rather cocky one at that, before turning his attention to the opposition. Two man wore coats; one of them were on the rooftop, he saw eye to eye with him. Another below, who seemed shaken by Kanki’s outburst. That wasn't normal either. 

[color=red][b] “On your toes, Kanki, they got something up their sleeves,”[/b][/color] said Bogard towards Kanki below. [/indent][hr]