[center][h1][b][color=deepskyblue]Fitness Feya[/color][/b][/h1][/center]
[center][h3][b][color=cyan]Seriously?[/color][/b][/h3][/center]
[sub][right][color=teal]Interacting with: [@yoshua171][/color][/right][/sub]


[color=cyan] Feya's eyebrow curled, her eye twitch might have shown two emotions: confusion or anger. To be frank, she couldn't tell you how she felt. The entire situation on Krabbe's ship turned sour; the captain of the ship proposed a truce to overpower one of his mates. Of course, Feya did not like the idea. She kept her hands on her hips. Her jaw moved side to side, both rows of teeth began to grind against each other. 

	[color=deepskyblue]"Shouldn't you be responsible for your own crewmates? I feel that's a given,"[/color] she taunted. Picking her ear, she pulled out a finger topped in yellow wax. Flicking it onto the ship, she demonstrated her lack of care. The issue at hand was not of her concern. She folded her arms over her chest. [color=deepskyblue]"I could possibly help, that is if a payment is due. Pay my crew handsomely and I shall help. Until then..."[/color] 

	She felt a sharp pain in her arm. The stinging interrupted her bluff, moving her hand over her arm, she noticed a syringe inside her limb. Feya pulled the needle out after a liquid became injected into her bloodstream. She tossed the object into the ocean. After a few seconds, she started to feel a healing process within herself. [color=deepskyblue]"Thanks, Liliana."[/color] She said indirectly. 

	Flipping her hair over her ear, she smiled. [color=deepskyblue]"Like I said, I won't lift one finger against this guy unless there is a money transaction for wasting our time. I would hurry and accept before more of your men die."[/color] She paused and cracked her knuckles a bit. [color=deepskyblue]"I am a pirate after all."[/color]


	Before she could react, Krabbe became attacked by his own underling. The said attacker aimed his next assault at her.  She scoffed as she noticed a giant wrecking ball of destruction started cutting through the air. Thankfully, the ball's direction was vertical. 

	She leaped back to avoid possible death. The impact did cause a force of wind to push her down to one of the deck's walls. The fitness woman collected herself immediately afterward. Thank goodness for Lilliana's special concoction. Feya probably would not have had the strength to evade an attack of that caliber. [/color]