[IC] One Piece: Wonders of the World (Pacifista and MegaraFoxfire)

[MegaraFoxfire]

Wolf shook her head and muttered "I know there are a lot of caves down here...I was using one to hide out in for a while...but I never got this far down..." She flinched then said "We can't get spotted. My bet...these guys are pirates or worse...worse then navy. That's why they are trying to get through here unnoticed..." She flinched again, fighting to keep her eyes open as they moved into a bigger cavern, the light dancing around the stone walls and water below them. She lowered her head a little, her head swimming.

[Pacifista]

Ivor nodded at Margaret’s warnings, praying that they would be safe. His only logic for going along with this is that if they could tail some sneaks, they might be able to pick up on something they wouldn’t have otherwise.

After a few minutes, the area seemed to get brighter. Ivor thought it was his imagination, but indeed, the cavern seemed to open up a bit, and Ivor couldn’t believe his eyes.

In the winding tunnels and crevices underneath Lebara Island, there was an entire town in hiding. Wooden structures, lit up by torches and lanterns, creating a dim, smoky atmosphere, wound between rock formations and over stretches of water. It seemed to wind on into the distance, meaning there was more that they couldn’t see beyond. Removing his hook, Ivor stretched is stiff arms as the rowboat came to a stop, before grabbing the oar, mumbling, “Well, that’s different.”

As he rowed, getting some distance from the larger vessel that trudged forwards, he was glad that the posts on the docks were each marked with a light of some kind. Stopping his boat, he told Margaret, “Wait here for a sec.” Creating yet another hook, he lashed it around a dock post, tying it to the boat to keep it steady, before running off, crying, “Hey! I need a doctor!” His words echoed a bit on the waves and stone. there were a few people mulling about slowly, but the area didn't seem too busy.

[MegaraFoxfire]

Wolf tried to get up, pushing herself from the boat and onto the dock. But her legs buckled under her and she hit the dock hard, the world spinning around her as she started coughing hard, blood hitting the damp wood. She moaned and tried to get up again when a rested on her shoudler. "Easy there sis...you don't look to good..." Wolf looked up at the woman above her, flaming red hair brihgt in the darkness. WOlf stared at her as her sight blurred again. "Scarlet? Is that...you..." The woman nodded and said "Its good to see you cap...real good to see you..." Wolf stared then fell back, hitting the dock again as Ivor came back. Scarlet knelt by her and checked her pulse. "Cap what did you do..."

[Pacifista]

Running through the dark, woodwork, Ivor kept calling out, hoping for some aid. He was confident Margaret wouldn’t keel over while he was gone, but the sooner she got help, the better.

As he ran, getting a few odd looks here and there, the first to pay him any attention was one man, who had been sitting and chatting with some companions. He yelled, “Pipe down already, sheesh.” As he looked over the taller person, he noted, “Hey, what’s up with that prisoner outfit?”

Ivor grunted, “What do you think?”

The man grumbled, “As long as the Marines don’t catch on to the fact that this is down here. How the hell did you find it, anyway? You look new.”

Ivor shrugged, “Not important.” Ignoring him, he continued to run, still on the search for assistance.

After what he felt like was too long, he turned back, returning to the little boat. His eyes widened when he saw what appeared to be a red haired woman standing above Margaret, who was on the ground. “Hey!” he cried out as he approached, reaching the two, his height an imposing two feet above the woman. However, on a closer look, it seemed like she had no ill intent. Calming down a bit, Ivor asked, “How’d she get here? She was in the boat where I left her...and who are you?”

[MegaraFoxfire]

Scarlet looked up and said " names scarlet o'hare, and she was being her stubborn self and trying to push her limits" she pulled wolf up and said "cap what have been doing?" She looked up at Ivor and said "she needs a doctor...and I may know one. Help me get her up, there's a pub nearby where some of my clients like to meet up, they might know where the local doc is" scarlet looked at wolf again who was not looking good.

[Pacifista]

“You know a doctor!?” Ivor gasped as he stooped down to help carry Margaret. The fairly large Ivor had little trouble with her, thus didn’t need any assistance. Thinking to her earlier question and the mention of ‘Cap’, he replied, “Well, I was imprisoned, and she seemed to be at a level above the other prisoners so I broke her out too.” Looking over her wounds again, he figured an explanation was in order, continuing as they walked, “I think the Marines thought she knew something, since they were trying to beat information out of her. No clue what it was though.” Realizing something as they walked, he asked, "How do you know her again?"

[MegaraFoxfire]

Scarlet smiled and said "I've known her since we were kids. When she was young she always wanted to be a pirate like her father...and when he passed he left her his ship...the shadow strike. A beautiful thing. Anyway, I see her once in a while. I'm a merchant by trade. It's good to see her. But this...what has she gotten into to get her like this" she opened the doors to the pub and yelled "hey! We need a doctor over here! Where is Marco!? I know he knows where the local doc is" wolf stirred, trying to open her eyes as sweat ran down her face. She was getting worse.

[Pacifista]

As the two crashed into the pub, they got a few displeased glances from the nighttime pub goers, who grumbled at the disturbed atmosphere. Ivorio didn’t give any of them a second glance, as they were too short on time.

Luckily, is was mere moments when the man named Marco showed up. He was a little shorter than Scarlet and Margaret, and wore an open brown shirt over his bare chest. A sash was wrapped around his waist, and a pistol was barely concealed within. His pale blue hair was cut very short, and on the side of his jaw was a tattoo of a stylized sun. His thin eyes glinting from the small amount of light at the three, he said, “Oh dear, let’s not waste any time.” Pushing past them, he led the way out, heading out into the walkways outside.

As they walked, he looked over to Ivor and Margaret, noting their prison garb and saying, “Well, that explains the ruckus up above. You’ve caused us a little trouble you know.”

Ivor grumbled, “Hey, I’m just doing what I need too.”

Marco shrugged, “I suppose there’s no fault in that...”

After what felt like ages, the group finally arrived at a fairly large building, the top built into the rocky ceiling above. There was another stylized sun mark like Marco’s tattoo above the door, but Ivor didn’t question it. Marco knocked on the door, and a small, sliding hatch opened on the portal, before closing, and the door opened. As they walked into the building, which had various people about, Marco called out, “Someone wake up Dara!”

Moving up a set of stairs and taking a turn, the group reached a door, opening it into a medical room, with a pair of beds and several shelves of supplies. Ivor wasted no time in getting Margaret onto one of the beds.

After a few minutes, the group was greeted by yet another face. It was a woman, who stood a little shorter than Margaret. She wore black pants underneath a large, brown poncho, which fluttered a bit as she staggered sleepily into the room. Her pale hands went to work on her long blonde hair, pinning it up into a bun. Her eyes were half lidded, but something seemed off about them. She also had visible surgical scars at the edges of her drool stained lips. Turning away from the others, she mumbled, “G-good morning.” Ivor blinked as the woman known as Dara headed over to one of the shelves, coating her hands in gloves and putting on a face mask, before waving her hands, “Please leave, I can take things from here...”

With a nod, Marco complied, taking Scarlet and Ivorio from the room, closing the door behind them. As it swung shut, there was a clattering as a fair number of metal implements, such as scalpels, hit the ground. With a bit of worry, Ivor asked, “Er, is she gonna be okay?”

Marco smiled, “She’ll wake herself up in no time. Er, you mean the wounded girl? Yeah, probably.” At the uncertain glances, Marco grinned wider, explaining, “Seriously though, Dara’s a genius.” Looking over Ivor, he said, “And brilliant surgeons require brilliant pay.”

Getting the implication, Ivor scratched his head, muttering, “Oh right, money.” Helpless in that department he looked over to Scarlet hopefully.

[MegaraFoxfire]

Wolf was out of it for a while, fever taking its hold as the doctor worked. But Marco had been right, she was brilliant. Where other doctors would have been stressed and panicked, Dara kept her cool and did all that was needed for the wounded pirate.

Scarlet looked at Ivor and said "I don't have that kind of coin on me...maybe some items but Macro knows what I carry.." she looked at the gang leader and said "But I am sure we can talk about a favor for a favor..."

It was a few days before Wolf woke up, her condition harder on her then she had thought. But she slowly opened her eyes, her vision blurred as she tried to look around. She tried to sit up but a hand stopped her and said "Easy there Cap...you can't tell but you might rip your wrappings" Wolf blinked and saw Scarlet and Ivor sitting by her, the doc behind them checking her chart

[Pacifista]

“Nice to see you up, Margaret,” Ivor smiled as he leaned back in his chair. He’d gotten a change of clothes in the past couple days, now wearing a white vest over a dark purple shirt and blue pants, with a pair of light sandals.

At their words, the doctor, her blonde hair down, turned to the woman on the bed, her eyes closed as she smiled. Getting closer, Dara opened them as she examined Margaret with her bizarre eyes, the ‘whites’ of her eyes being colored black, surrounding a white iris and pupil. She insisted, “You seem particularly robust, but I would still recommend another day of bed rest. Now if you’ll excuse me.” With a nod, Dara took her leave, letting the three have some privacy.

After a minute or so, Ivor gestured to a pile of clothes, noting, “Scarlet picked these out for ya, so no need to worry about going around in prison crap. We do have a bit of a problem though.” Ivorio scratched his chin as he explained, “I mean, we broke out of prison empty handed, so we can’t exactly pay for your medical fees. I was able to barter with their boss though, but I’m not quite sure about these guys.” Looking around, as if the walls had ears, he explained, “This place is the base of a crime group called, ‘Raining Sunny’. I haven’t heard much about them but apparently, they do smuggling. We’re supposed to escort a ship to the island tomorrow morning, so we’ll be heading out before dawn.”

“Oh, excellent timing, I was just in the mood to discuss business,” came a voice from the door. A man entered the room, followed by Marco and Dara. He was fairly large, possessing a big nose, and wide, toothy mouth. His skin was dark gray, and he appeared to have fins on his back and arms and gills on his neck. He wore a red aloha shirt and green shorts as he sat down on one of the vacant chairs, the wooden legs straining against his bulk. Dara moved past him, placing a tray of oatmeal and fruit in from of Margaret, before the fishman waved her away, saying, “We’re gonna be discussing business, Dara, so leave us be for a minute, okay?” The woman simply nodded, smiling as she turned and left.

Turning to the others, the basking shark fishman began, “I’m Balto, visiting, er, supervisor. Marco runs this place, but I’m a bit higher on the chain, if you will. So anyway, I heard that you two are Fruit users, right? What kinda powers you got?” He seemed excited as he looked between the two, ignoring Scarlet, hoping for an answer.

[MegaraFoxfire]

Wolf frowned but Scarlet spoke up for her. "I'm not sure the cap here is really up for any jobs yet...she's had it bad from what I hear from the..." Wolf rested her hand on Scarlets shoulder, shaking her head. "A deal is a deal, Scarlet...I can handle it." then she looked at the fishmen and said "I ate the fruit...the chi chi fruit. I can control living energy in things around me. I also see auras and life forces." She looked at Scarlet and then back at the fishman. THen she went back to her food, not really showing any emotion about the job at hand. Scarlet shook her head and muttered "Same old Mags..."

[Pacifista]

After Margaret explained her Fruit, Ivorio said, “I’ve got the Hook Hook Fruit.” The man quickly showed it off, creating a hook with one hand, which remained attached as he pulled it with his other, before reeling it back in.

Balto nodded, “Excellent, excellent. I think you two will be more than up to the task. See, we’ve got a ship coming in early tomorrow morning, before the sun comes up. We’re a bit worried that the Marines might catch on, so that’s where you two come in.” Pointing his finger between the two, he said, “You guys are the muscle: if the Marines show up, you beat them back. We don’t want them to find out about this place, you know?” Standing, he towered as he finished, “So, that’s that. You guys get some rest, it’s gonna be starting early. I’ll be taking you on a smaller boat to meet the other one at sea.” With a nod, he headed out, with Marco leaving behind him.

As they were gone, Ivorio leaned back in his seat, shrugging, “Well, that doesn’t seem so bad...” Looking over to Scarlet, he asked, "I figure it's just a ship of smuggled goods?" Turning back to Margaret, he added, "What do you think? Not like we have much choice..."

[MegaraFoxfire]

Scarlet sighed and said "I may work with these guys...but I don't trust them. Mags, you can't over do it...Dara worked hard to keep you alive last night..." Wolf looked at her and said "Don't worry...I'm not worry. This will be a cake walk compared what I have been doing lately..." Scarlet nodded and said "can't fight with what I have seen so far...how did you guys get out of the base anyway?"

[Pacifista]

At Scarlet’s simple question, Ivorio launched into an explanation, revealing how he secretly ate a small piece of the Devil Fruit he was arrested for stealing, before using it to snatch the keys and allowing them to complete the breakout. He then further explained how they found the underground section of Lebara and ended up here. Deciding to go a bit further, he also mentioned to Margaret how there really hadn’t been anything interesting over the past three days, excluding the arrival of the fishman Balto.

As he finished the trilling tale (and the less than thrilling one afterwards), he stood to his full height, saying, “Well, get some rest. I’ll see you early tomorrow morning, I guess, as long as you’re good.” With a wave, the tall Captain headed out, back to the droll mulling about of the underground town.

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Several hours later, Ivorio found himself waiting on the docks outside of Raining Sunny’s headquarters, standing nearly a fairly medium sized boat, with one cabin and a small number of barrels. Someone had been sent to fetch Margaret, while Balto made the last minute preparations on the ship. As he worked, Ivorio asked, “You sure Dara can’t give one last check up on Margaret?”

Balto responded, “Eh, from what Marco tells me, Dara sleeps like a rock, so I wouldn’t worry too much. If you wanna wake her, be my guest.” Ivorio simply shrugged, hoping his crewmate would be fine. Dara was a genius, after all...supposedly.

[MegaraFoxfire]

Scarlet walked up to the docks, holding a bag that was light and she tossed it on her ship. She looked at Ivor and said "She will be up soon. She wanted to get back into clothes that...were the real her" They both heard heels and they turned to see a very different Wolf then before. Long black boots clicked on the wood, red and green cloth wrapped around her tightly and fitted in pants and a blouse and vest. Two swords and a staff were attached on her back and waist, a huge hat balanced on her head to hide the massive curly hair that now bounced off her shoulders. Wolfbane stopped by the pair and said "Good morning to you both. Are we all set for the job?"

[Pacifista]

As the woman approached, Ivorio threw her a smile, glad that she was up and about, while Balto nodded, “Aye, just waiting on you. Now let’s get going!” As Balto began to make preparations, quickly setting sail once Margaret was on board. As the boat began to head away from the wooden under city, Margaret could feel a presence in one of the barrels, her Fruit Power sensing life.

[MegaraFoxfire]

She stopped dead when walking on the deck, her eyes glowing softly as she turned to look at one of the barrels. She looked at Ivor and said "Seems strange...hearing more heart beats on board then there are people..." She nodded to the barrel, pulling one of the sabers out and resting it on the wood. Ivor knew what she could do, and would know she was still on edge from her time in prison to be not liking surprises.

[Pacifista]

As the boat began to move and Margaret pointed out the barrel, Ivor blinked, before cautiously heading over. Balto seemed to not have heard the conversation, and simply went about with piloting the ship, the lantern above shaking with the waves. Sprouting a hook from his hand, he jammed the implement through the edge of the barrel, prying the container open easily. Setting aside the top, he looked into the dark barrel, hearing a snort, before something popped up. Ivorio blinked as he saw the lady doctor Dara standing up, groaning sleepily, “Good morning...” The girl tried to maneuver herself out of the barrel, using her arms to push herself up, but tripped over the edge, causing the barrel to fall, the woman crashing to the ground.

Looking over at the noise, Balto blinked, before grumbling, “Dang, can’t take her back since we’re short on time. Oh well.”

Confused, Ivorio asked as the woman got up, “What are you doing here?”

Her black and white eyes half shut, Dara mumbled, “Oh, I wanted to make sure Miss Wolfbane was alright before she left, but I knew she’d be leaving before I woke up, so I decided to wait here overnight and fell asleep.” She giggled at her absentmindedness, before opening her eyes a bit and looking over to Margaret, asking, “How are you feeling?”

[MegaraFoxfire]

She smiled and said "Better, thanks to your work. You saved my life, doctor...I will be in your debt" Wolf suddenly looked forward and went to the railing, her eyes glowing again. "Hey, we have company ahead. Don't know if they are friendlies or not" She looked at the doctor and said "Stay by me, alright?"

[Pacifista]

At the woman’s thanks, Dara simply smiled, shaking her head, “No need to thank me, I am a doctor: preserving life is my job.”

As Margaret turned her attention to the nearby boat, Dara seemed unperturbed, while Ivorio tensed a bit. However, Balto laughed, “Calm down a bit. I used to be stationed here a good while before I got promoted. Sure, there’s lots of scummy types around, but as long as you keep to yourself, you won’t be bothered. Don’t wanna make a ruckus, you know? There’s a base just overhead, this place would have been discovered long ago, but as far as the Marines are concerned, there’s only water and rock down here.”

As the morning went on, the boat had little trouble getting to the sea outside, where Balto snuffed out the lantern hanging above the deck, relying on the low light of the early dawn, the edge of the sea glowing from the sun. The smaller boat continued its passage for an short while before a black spot appeared on the horizon, approaching quickly. Balto grinning, “Perfect, we’re here.” As the smaller boat got closer to the larger one, Margaret could sense a number of life forms aboard, scrambling about the upper deck or huddled together below. Balto ordered, “Hook up there and we’ll make the ship trail behind.” Understanding, Ivorio nodded, lashing his hook to the boat and the back railing of the larger ship, Balto hoisting the sails.

As they worked, Dara watched the brightening glow on the horizon, groaning, “It’s getting bright...” Shielding her eyes, she looked over at Margaret, recalling, “You’re strong, you know.” The doctor then asked vaguely, “What do you fight for?” After a moment, she blinked, before realizing, “Ah, I guess that’s sort of a personal question...”