[b]The White Pearl[/b]

In midst of the battle Arafael straddled himself towards the side of the ship, before taking for himself for another nap. Its better for him to stick to the current plans, and get to Loguetown, steadfast. Its unlikely for the marines to sink this ship, still. And for their crew set of plans, Shakar would see to how things fulfill themselves. And now to talk about Shakar, that captain and the Dragon is challenging a swordfight with that old man. The smell of gunpowder was ever as irritating to his keen nose. A few of the bounties is due to being born to a wanted criminal, not that he has any opinions of that sort of thing. But that would be of what he sees, from his own sense of ‘Justice’

And he got grabbed by the scruff. Reluctantly, Arafael quieted down his howls to a lone whimper. He had to play his part here for now, convincingly. 

[hr][color=6ecff6][b]The Marine Ship[/b][/color]

Bakuto slammed on the ship deck, cracks on the surface forms. Sea Prism stones, she’d swore to herself not to touch on those things. That explains on the drowning, but that dragon seemed to be a whole lot of knowledgeable of those Marines. Another swing on that old man’s blade and she know how things would end up. 

The giddiness on that drowning attack was gone for now, Alesia shifted herself into her full weight. [color=ed1c24]“Ten Tonnes.”[/color] The entire marine ship tilted from the sudden change of the weight, as she evaded a slicing wind that would land on both of them if they had not done so. Marine soldiers scrambled to maintain their foothold on the less than stable ship, as the effort from both Bakuto and Alesia sank a good hole down the lower decks. The [i]Slicing Winds[/i] swooped past above the place where they both used to be. That Lieutenant Shakar is clearly stronger than what his rank might suggest.

Shakar delivered a thrusting blow off his sword. Winds soared from the blade of Shakar, fanning away the fumes of the bullet. But, only for the flare that was aimed at him. The other fume hit a hole in the mainmasts of the marine ship, before it singes itself out. But it was good enough, should the crew decide to outrun the Marines at least.

[color=c4df9b]“The captain sure likes to stick her noses into my battles…”[/color] Shakar sighed, taking a few glances on his long sword before asking Flint, [color=c4df9b]“Just a question, does that lady with the violin happen to call herself ‘Handel’?”[/color]

Flock of crows emerged from the other side of the Marine ship, in drove by droves, it soared down towards the place where Flint was standing. [color=c4df9b]“Falir’s crows doesn’t have bombs on them, but they’re very distracting.”[/color] Shakar's blade gleamed on the evening light. 

[hr][b]The Lower Decks[/b]

[color=ed1c24]“We’ve got some cover now, thanks for the help.” [/color]Alesia whispered to Bakuto below the crater hole, created from the help of that dragon and the sudden weight. Remembering that, Alesia changed back to her normal weight. The lower decks, the Quarters of the marine soldiers are mostly empty due to the ongoing battle. But that serves as a better place for her, now that they can hide away from that old man. [color=ed1c24]“Now we can burn the hull from here~” [/color]