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[h2][color=gold]Church[/color][/h2][/center]

The gunslinger considered Samehana's words briefly before using his left thumb to toss the cap to his whiskey bottle high into the air. With his hand now free, he drew one of his revolvers and aimed it ahead of the fleeing Bogard. [color=gold]"Hmmm..."[/color] After a moment of sighting the boy, having precisely aimed to hit his heart with a seastone bullet, Church relented and put his gun back in its holster. [color=gold]"We'll let him go this time,"[/color] Church concluded, catching the falling cap out of the air and then taking another swig. [color=gold]"He ain't getting here in time to do anythin' to us."[/color] No sooner did Church finish his swig did Sancho appear from the brig, bringing with him another young man.

Evidently, Sancho conscripted this kid into their crew. While he didn't seem like much to Church, having someone was better than having no one. With this addition their crew only consisted of four members. A piddling amount for a pirate crew, a number so small that if they were four normal people it would be impossible to even man most ships, especially large ones like the galleon they just stole. But Church knew they weren't normal and odds were this kid wasn't normal either. [color=gold]"The name's Church,"[/color] he greeted, though Samehana caught his attention again. It wasn't her attack itself, as Church had seen her perform it before. Punching the air to hit distant targets, a testament to her strength. But it was the fact she was even using it right now when they clearly didn't need to. Her sympathy for the younger pirates in Loguetown baffled Church, but he kept his mouth shut until after she dived off the side.

He barely had enough time to cap his whiskey before she thrust their supplies onto him, but Church anticipated the move and held the sack in his left arm. [color=gold]"Son, you're gonna have to get used to a few things,"[/color] Church spoke to Spiril, turning his attention back to the kid. [color=gold]"Hold my booze."[/color] Without waiting for the kid's permission, Church lightly tossed the bottle to him as he took the sack in both arms and started walking towards the hatch that led down to the hull. He casually tossed the sack inside and then held his hand out so Spiril could hand him his whiskey back. [color=gold]"We aren't like normal pirates,"[/color] Church told him, closing the hatch with his foot and looking up to see the threads of wool that Sancho had set up to control the ship. [color=gold]"But we're still treated like pirates. So can you defend yourself in any way?"[/color]

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