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[img]https://i.imgsafe.org/9730919569.jpg[/img][color=9966CC][H1]Samehana[/H1][/color]
[H2][color=000000]Black Shark[/color][/H2]
Elfen Island, Grand Line
[@Pacifista] [@Buddha] [@Hillan] [@j8cob] [@Arakadin][/center]

With their new choreboy and free food in tow, the group of three made their way out of the Valiant Angler with little issue. Though, it appeared that the busy, yet peaceful atmosphere of the town had grown more tense in the time that Freya and Samehana had “enjoyed” while lounging at the Angler. It didn’t take much to understand that [i]something[/i] had happened. And it was no small coincidence that whatever it was went down not long after the Golden Fleece arrived on the island. [color=9966CC]”If I didn’t know better, I’d think that our captain wasn’t following the whole [i]‘stay out of trouble’[/i] thing.”[/color] Samehana remarked, clicking her teeth. If her assumption was right, then she hoped that Sancho was at least putting the training she and Church had given him over the last month to good use. It would’ve been a shame if the boy was taken out before he got strong enough for her to have a proper duel with him again. If worst came to worst, the golden-haired captain might’ve at least had Church with him, right? Her suspicions about Sancho being the cause for the disturbance were all but confirmed as she heard chatter about some “golden-haired fluff wielder” causing a commotion over by the town hall. Something about defending those who dared to train their guns on a certain “King Julian”. 

[color=9966CC]”Dan, you wouldn’t happen to know the way to the town hall, would you~? I’d be a bad tourist if I didn’t try to at least take a look at the town’s important buildings.”[/color] she inquired, somewhat jokingly. This would be a good time to test whether the non-descript man’s navigational skills were at least a little bit better than his skills as a waiter. Ultimately, Samehana just didn’t want to miss any action. Besides, the crew hadn’t been away from the ship for very long yet. And having the three of them head back to a presumably empty Argo hardly seemed like a fun use of time. [color=9966CC]”If you’re quick about it, I’ll just tell you which ship’s ours so you can just hang out while Frey-Frey and I do our sightseeing.”[/color] she added, hoping that the offer might have mollified any complaints Dan might’ve had about the request. Though the Fishwoman found it a bit strange how quiet the man had become since they left the Valiant Angler, she trusted that he wouldn’t pull any funny business like attempting to steal the already stolen Marine vessel. And, if she were wrong, then maybe Spiril of all people would be there to defend the ship, right? [i]Heh.[/i]


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[center][h1]Zepp Kisaragi[/h1]
Drum Island
 [@NachoBachoPacho] [@Ira] [@Hillan] [@CannedBread][/center] 

In the split second that Zepp diverted his attention from Jax due to the sound of the battle between Lieutenant Kahurangi and the colossal wooden bodhisattva, the marksman had disappeared from Zepp’s clutches. “Damn. Looks like I’m a bit more out of it than I thought after that Sunny kid’s last attack. Shoulda slapped the seastone half on first.” Zepp muttered as he watched the gorilla-formed Lieutenant burst out through the statue and plummet towards the ground with the entire gargantuan structure bursting into a shower of splinters in the wake of his attack. As impressive a feat as it happened to be, however, it didn’t stop the Red Hoods from escaping with the two prisoners. And it certainly didn’t solve the question of just who the individual was that’d broken the former Sunny Massacre pirates’ bindings in the first place. He’d have to check if there was any concrete information on a woman wearing a skull head ornament when he got the chance. 

In any case, this marked yet another loss for the Marines. And worse yet, on the day where one of the primary factors in the PR disaster that was the Conomi Archipelago Massacre was to be executed. And, to top it all off, Vice Admiral St. Laurant was put in bad shape as well. “It’s gonna be a real nightmare doing the paperwork for this… Maybe I can convince Johnnyboy to do it.” Zepp mumbled, disappearing from his spot.

“If ya shout any louder, we’ll get noise complaints from all the way in Mariejois. Pipe down, will ya?” the bloodied captain remarked, seemingly appearing out of nowhere a short distance behind Anaru. Despite still leaking blood and generally looking like a mess at the moment, Zepp still looked as unphased as ever. The sleepy-looking captain cleared his ear with a pinkie as he made his way to the lieutenant’s side. “If you’re gonna try findin’ the other two, I might as well make myself useful and help out, yeah?”