[center][h1][b][color=deepskyblue]Fitness Feya[/color][/b][/h1][/center]
[center][h3][b][color=cyan]YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEES[/color][/b][/h3][/center]
[sub][right][color=teal]Interacting with:[@floodtalon][@Gardevoiran][/color][/right][/sub]


[color=cyan] Feya rolled her pupils to the left and right on the regard of the man's bizarre behavior. The mention of fruits and vegetables resulted in the Krunch's doctor stumbling over. The fitness woman kept her eyes to a thin squint. She continued to the doubt the medical prowess of the drunken doctor. The cereal captain seemed fine with his doctor. He announced the drunk's sharing personality on his inventory of alcoholic beverages.

	Feya then listened when she heard about the supposed eight healthy recipes. She was a little unimpressed with the quantity. Eight did not seem like a fair amount considering the average person eats three meals a day. Nodding her head, she accepted the offer. Although, not long she didn't realize she was about to be roped into a long celebration. She knew her crewmates and suspected the party was going to last for a while. And of course, it did, for two hours. 

	After the celebration died down, she found herself in total disbelief. The two ships came across an island with a huge structure taking most of it. A nice castle loomed over and touched the sky. Her eyes dazzled when she spotted an amazing symbol in the distance. [color=deepskyblue]"Now that's what you call a jolly roger!"[/color] 

	Feya was referring to the image of a cannon with flexing arms. If she had commandeered her own ship, she would've definitely added some dumbells or muscular arms in a flexed position. She acknowledged that the crew associated with that flag must be real fit nuts like her. Clapping her hands together, she couldn't hold her excitement.


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	Feya listened to the noises directed by the Krunch's Hachirou. Her ears picked up several faint footsteps. Progressively, it turned into a march and thunderous noise. The fitness woman's eyes lit up when she could hear the cracks of hundred men nearing the shoreline. This might have been the first time since she noticed over a hundred pirates in a single location. The overall scene of this army appeared dangerous. She would have suggested the captains of the ship retreat or start moving in another direction, but she kept quiet.   

	She witnessed all the men stop their tracks due to the call of their captain. Feya truly wanted to see the owner of the jolly roger. There must've been a lot of fitness knowledge coming from this one individual. In a minute, the supposed guy made his debut. He had broadening arms with ink on his biceps. The fitness woman distorted her face to demonstrate confusion. [color=deepskyblue]"...This guy skipped leg day. That's kind of obvious."[/color]

	Feya shook her head and understood that she couldn't become too picky. It looked like the guy might have some tips regarding upper body strength. [color=deepskyblue]"They haven't attacked yet so maybe they're frie..."[/color] The physician became interrupted as two cannon balls splashed against the water near them. It occurred right after the man introduced himself and snapped his fingers together. [color=deepskyblue]"Never mind. It looks like they want to fight."[/color] 

	Feya sighed, she began to kneel down to the floor. She abrubtly started her workout regimen. Her first set was 200 crunches. [color=deepskyblue]"5...6...7...8."[/color] The fitness woman continued to count in order to get ready for the possible fight. Throughout her breathing and grunting, she could still hear the short fellow with his threats and backstory. Feya pursued her training, but stopped when her ears picked up something. 

	She stood back up and peered her head over the railing. [color=deepskyblue]"Wait, what?"[/color][/color]

[color=gold]"That is y'all think that you can best me crew in a contest of strength and skill."
[h3]"-best me crew in a contest of strength and skill."[/h3]
[h2]"-crew in a contest of strength and skill."[/h2]
[h1]"-contest of strength and skill."[/h1][/color]

	[color=cyan]Pumping her arms up and down, adrenline began to overide her emotions and actions. [color=deepskyblue]"Yes!"[/color] She grabbed the shoulders of one of her nearby crewmates, Slick Drake. Feya squeezed roughly on the bone. [color=deepskyblue]"Did you hear that?"[/color] Shaking the shoulder uncontrollably, she let go after a few seconds. Directing her attention, she cupped her hands over her mouth and leaned over the railing. [color=deepskyblue]"I accept! You had me going there for a second!"[/color]

	She then slapped Bonesword on the back. [color=deepskyblue]"This is amazing news! We can't keep them waiting for too long!"[/color] Feya basically sang that last sentence off-key. Like how she usually she does, she acted out without thinking. She jumped over the railing and dove into the water to swim to the shore.[/color]