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Jones laughed. "Ha! I will not make that bet. Alright, let's see what I have..."

The doctor searched his duffel bag for a few seconds until he found what he was looking for. “Got it!”

Jones then tied a piece of rope around Shioban’s wrists, being careful to not make it so tight that she wouldn’t be able to get free, but not so loose that it would be obvious that he wasn’t really trying. It wasn’t a pair of handcuffs, but it would do. He then held the cutlass out close to the woman’s neck.

“Alright, ‘prisoner,’ let’s move. The ship is just a little bit west of here,” the doctor said. The two then began their walk to the Red Baron, where the next phase of the plan would happen.
Siobhan sure was enthusiastic, and honestly it was kind of infectious. Jones was confused that he was considered noteworthy enough to be on a list, but he wasn’t going to worry about it now. There were other things to think about right now, so this was just one question out of at least a few he had in mind that he could ask her later.

“Well then! It seems now you have a captain to crush,” he said, smiling, “and I think I know how we can get you there.” Jones then grabbed the cutlass that one of the pirate goons had been holding.

“Let me capture you and bring you to Redwell, then you can fight him. He likes bragging about his power when he can, so there’s no way you won’t be able to see him,” Jones explained, then adding “just try not to hurt me too much when you have to ‘escape,’ okay?”
After listening to Siobhan’s goal, Jones smiled. While he thought she was a little crazy, perhaps it was the good kind of crazy. She seemed sincere enough, anyway, and unlike him she actually had a dream. He wondered if she just might become Pirate King after all.

The doctor then grinned a grin that matched that of the potential world shatterer and clapped his hands together. “Well, Miss Grace D. Siobhan, I like you! I’ll tell you what; if you can defeat Redwell and his crew, then I, Doctor Galen X. Jones, will not only join you as your crew’s doctor, I will also be your first mate. Sound good?”

Jones actually didn’t think that Siobhan would accept, but he wouldn’t know until she responded. What kind of crew has a doctor for a first mate, anyway? Even so, for whatever reason, the thought of sailing with her made him happy.
It seemed she was set on this course. There wasn’t anything more Jones could say at this point. He would just have to watch this woman take on Redwell, most likely dying in the process. Jones would likely admire her determination if it wasn’t so suicidal-wait, what was that?

“You’re going to use One Piece...to destroy the world?” he asked. “How’s that going to work? You’re just going to kill everybody, or what?” She seemed so happy about such a devastating concept. Just when he thought he couldn’t be any more confused, this lady showed him a new level of confusion (with a morbid twist) that exceeded what he imagined was possible.
Jones smirked at first. “Sexual liberation...maybe Claire is-hold on!”

The fact that this woman was talking about fighting Redwell finally registered with him. “Hold on, hold on, hold on!” He held out his palm in front of her, now concerned again. “You can’t be serious?! It’s not like you can just get some Marines to help you with this and it’s not like you have anyone else with you to help you. This is suicide!” The doctor was wondering if this lady had eaten too much expired food at the tavern or something.

Despite all of that, the last part of what this lady said made Jones a little curious. “Wait, what was that part about an adventure?”
Galen’s smile disappeared when she seemed nonchalant about the whole situation. She vaguely knew of him, but the fact that she wasn’t thanking Jones and sailing away concerned him. He didn’t want to insult the lady, but he knew from experience that if she didn’t listen to him, she would end up in a lot of trouble.

“You probably heard of him,” Jones said, “because he is one of the Rainbow Raiders. These captains are all pretty scary on their own. Trust me, I’ve seen it. But what’s worse is the leader of the Raiders; the Marquis is not someone you want to go up against. Let’s assume that you manage to miraculously beat Redwell when he shows up here. Then you have to deal with the other Rainbow Raiders and their crews, or maybe even Blackwell himself!” He was obviously concerned about this happening. “This is why you need to get out of here! Otherwise...” the doctor drifted off for a second, “you’ll be sold into slavery or killed.” This last part he muttered in a lower tone with a mix of disgust and regret.
This woman just kept on making Jones smile, although she no doubt didn't know what was so amusing about it. "Comrades," she said. Hey, he couldn't blame her; she didn't know what kind of people the Redwell Pirates were.

“Comrades,” he repeated back to her, almost just to make sure he got what she said. “Oh, right. Let’s just say that some comrades are better than others.” Jones was hoping to talk to her more, but after he finished his last sentence he was met with the lady leaping back to her trawler.

Again, he couldn’t blame her. Those pirates in her boat were run-of-the-mill goons, so it wasn’t like she was in any danger. Even if she did know who the Redwell Pirates were, it’s not like she couldn’t sail away in the time it would take for him to go tell the captain what happened. Jones was even impressed with the way she took care of the three pirates.

...but she didn’t seem to be in a hurry to leave. In fact, she didn’t really seem to be doing much more than going through her stuff. It was a shame; this woman was starting to grow on him. Maybe it was just the time he was spending with his current crew, but seeing someone who didn’t harass random people on the street was a nice change of pace for him.

Despite a part of himself telling him that he should just go tell Redwell about the pirate that attacked a bunch of people in his crew, Jones knew he couldn’t do that. So instead, he walked up onto the ship and stood next to her.

“Not to repeat myself too much, but again, you should probably get out of here. When Redwell finds out about this, he’s going to be annoyed, and trust me, you do not want to be around him when that happens,” Jones said. He was hoping the lady would listen to him. This woman had already saved a few lives today, so the doctor wanted to help her know what kind of danger she was getting herself into.
Jones smiled as he listened to the exchange between who he assumed was the bartender and the lady who turned Claire into a human cannonball. This new woman was interesting and not bad looking, he could say that much. While Claire wasn’t the toughest pirate he’d ever seen, he was curious enough about the lady who knocked him out cold to follow her as she left. Jones waved to Curtis as he left, glanced at Claire’s pile of pirates to make sure nobody was dead, and then caught up with the other conscious pirate and started talking to her. He knew she was technically the enemy, but Jones figured that if she punched him, at least he wouldn’t have to participate in raids for a while.

“Since we’re headed in the same direction, mind if I walk to the docks with you?” he asked. Jones wasn’t lying; he would need to go back to the Red Baron to report this incident to the captain. Redwell would not be pleased.

“That was a nice attack you did back there,” the doctor added.

Meanwhile, at the docks, the girl’s ship was indeed being looted. The Redwell Pirates were certainly not discriminatory with their raiding, that was for sure.
Jones completely ignored Abigail and the noise coming from Carl’s mouth, focusing instead on his work. This wasn’t anything he hadn’t done before, so it was pretty easy. However, when it was almost done, his concentration was interrupted by a crashing noise. Startled, Jones looked in the direction of the sound to see that the wall was missing and that the other people we was with were all knocked out cold. Most of them had been knocked out by Carl, in fact.

One might think that Jones would be worried now that all of his allies were unable to fight. Instead, he busted out laughing. “Hahahahahahaha! That was great! Ha, wow.” He took a deep breath to calm down, then turned back to the butcher and took a few seconds to finish what he had started. After that, he looked at his wife. Using the same polite tone he used earlier, Jones said “he should keep the cast on for about six weeks, ma’am. Then go see a doctor and he should be able to tell you if his arm is healed or not.”

Without waiting for her to respond, he turned to address the room and said “okay, that was funny and Claire definitely deserved that, but you should all return to your homes now. When Redwell finds out about this, he’s going to be annoyed, and trust me, you do not want to be around him when that happens.”
She slammed her fist into the lead pirate's jaw, his face twisting and molding to her knuckles with the same ease as whipped cream beneath a spoon. The large man was instantly lifted off his feet, rocketing towards the assembly of pirates behind him like a blubbery cannon ball. Smashing through their ranks with nary a hint of resistance, he crashed through the back wall of the tavern.

Given how much Carl likes food, this seems really appropriate :-P
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