[@Ryteb Pymeroce]
An elderly man, with a heavy sack slung over his back, smiled out at the ocean.  It was a lovely day and despite his dislike of crowds, the perky enthusiasm of the marines was getting to him.  With the sun in his face, he couldn't help but smile.  

The sun's face on the clear blue water could only hold his attention for so long before movement caught his eye. 
 Someone by a boat, shouting something, sounding merry.  The elderly man smiled and raised his arm to the approaching figure. "Morning there, good sir!  You look like you're on a good mood.  Bet, you're here for the celebration too, eh?"


[@Stern Algorithm]
Gee heard the commander speak, and got what the words meant, at least individually, but when the words were put together in the order the man was using them, it became a mess.  It was like an artist taking all the colors of the rainbow and smearing them together till each was lost in a shit colored brown.  "Uh."  He said, unable to stop himself from that, and then failed at thinking of anything that wouldn't leave him looking like an idiot.

The female officer wasn't as dull as Gee.  In fact, for a marine, she was downright average.  The words of the commander sunk deep into her, and flooded her face with scarlet.  She tried to keep the smile down, but it was way too buoyant and the corners of her lips raised.  "Sir!  We'll do our best."  She snapped to attention again, despite the commander's words.  Then, as if the impact from her hand against her forehead jumbled the facts in just the right way.  "Uh sir?  If you guys are all marines, how come nobody else has their uniforms on?"

[@Archmage MC]
[@GloopertheWooper]
"Pssst."  A shallow voice called to the pirates.  "You two must be new to the island, and pirating in general."  The words were coming from a stranger with black hair, blacker eyes, and skin pale enough to reflect the sun and blind eyes that looked directly upon it.  "Because experienced individuals don't go around here, saying things like that."