The sound of footsteps echoed around cold hard stone walls as a man in a black and white jumpsuit was escorted by a group of guards wearing dark grey uniforms. Long coat-like jackets that ended just below the hips, with a single row of golden buttons rising up through the middle. Some of the guards wore a variation of this, with the collar wrapping around the neck, others had two rows of golden buttons with the collar folding down to reveal white-blue undershirts with black ties.
The collar of which had a logo on it, what looked to be a coursing blue river with a simply designed wall or tower in the back on top of a black background lined in red. Each of the guards wore leather belts with the same logo on its clasp. Various utilities hanging from the belt.
Some even wore what looked to be armor chest plates with the same logo on either side of the chest near the cut-off at the elbow. The prisoner they walked with was a man by the name of Steady Bonney. His face was bandaged slightly.
"That damned brat..." He shook his head. "King...Yeah right. It was like I was staring at that dumbass again..."
"QUITE!" Yelled the guard as Bonney was pushed into silent submission, sea stone cuffs clamped around his wrist and ankles clashing harshly and reverberating against the stone walls as he complied "Don't push me you dick!"
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"Okay. Whipstaffs original ornament is back on!" Jeanne proudly declared. The Whipstaff had been repaired, but the original solid bronze hand that sat on top of it hadn't been reattached. But using some pitch and another strip of brass, it was reconnected to the staff.
She was pretty proud of it actually. But- It was short lived as she saw that everyone out on deck was busy. She gave a sigh, she rolled her eyes.
It'd only been a day into the journey on the grand line and they'd seen nothing. The weather was way too calm for something that was described as a the most dangerous place on the planet. It was such a nice breeze that Kirk sat in a sun chair with his shirt partially undone at the top. Everyone knew he was a fishmen but he still wasn't comfortable with the Crew seeing his body.
He wrote down in his journal some of the stuff that they'd need. It was more and more clear the longer they went that Kirk was very much not only their Navigator but also their Quartermaster as well.
"66...67...68...69..70" Kále squatted deep before letting the large bar fall off his back and thud harshly against the deck. If it was any higher it would've cracked the deck into splinters. And then it wouldn't have been just Kirk angry at the swordsman, but the inventor as well.
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"Kále! What'd I say!" Kirk grimaced with his typical sassy attitude.
"Oh. Yeah sorry." Kále said nonchalantly wiping his hand against his forehead only to then wipe the sweaty hand on his trousers.
"Use a towel will you?" Kirk scoffed as he through the towel that was behind him on his chair to the Swordsman. Who just allowed it hit and fall against him.
"Fine." He wiped his face and neck with it as the sound of the Captain made his voice known. "Alright! I'mma go take a shower!"
Spinning around on the Palm, he ran down the steps. "Hey! Before you go." Noir began drying his hands off on a rag. "What kinda toppings do you like on your Pizza? I'm making a pie for everyone!"
"What! Really?! Uhh I'll take Two! And...Can make Supreme?"
"Of course. Do you want both of them like that?" Noir flicked the towel over his shoulder
"One plain Peperoni!"
"I'll take Mushrooms, Spinach and Onions!" Kirk spoke up, lifting his glasses onto his forehead. "Oh, and if you've got any goat cheese that'd be great!"
"Goat Cheese. I think that was on my list. So we should have it."
"I'll take Thin crust, Pizza Margherita!" Jeanne called from up in the Crows Nest.
"Sound good my dear! And Urchin" His smile faded "What'd you want..."
Rolling his eyes Kále looked over his shoulder. "Uh. What ever Leroys having."
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"Thank Noir!" Leroy gleamed before running into the Store Room.
Giving a yawn, Leroy opened the door to the Bathroom. Letting the heavy door click shut behind him and then pulling the small set of curtains shut. He honestly didn't care if people saw him. But it'd be a lie if he wasn't a tad self conscious despite being well off in plenty of bodily department and typically wearing his shirt open.
He pulled his linen shirt to the side, exposing his shoulder where the fresh scar from Barnum lay. Slits that were shaped almost like triangle. His hands were in similar condition. scars on his fingers and knuckles. Calluses beginning to form on his palms.
He let a breath from his nose. He knew it wasn't going to be the last set of scars. He'd just get more from here. Rather it in the form of injuries, or even more stretch marks from his body and muscles growing.
Something that would make sense would be that the Gum Gum Fruit would prevent something like stretch marks. But- Given that Leroy had to stretch and get limber to full be effective. His body standard shape growing to fast would obviously cause these marks to appear, and continue to. Its like a balloon that fills up, itself is stretchy, and continue to stretch, but its normal form grows and causes ripples on the surface to form.
Devil Fruits change the body, and allow you to become immune to everything your fruit does in all forms. But your body still does body things.
Splashing some of the viscous foggy liquid into his hands. Leroy washed his hair with Shampoo before using conditioner. Both of which came in large glass bottles that had a rubber stopper in the end of the cap.
After that, he washed up with a bar of soap. One that was particularly his, that smelled of rum and gave the captain a woodsy and citrus scent. The others had things from a metal tube for skin care products, to ointment metal containers, Noir used liquid soap in a nice fancy plunger bottle. And then there was Kále...Who just rinsed his hair with water. And a simple unscented brick.
The Crew sat around the Galley and Enjoyed their Pizza. Leroy scarfing down his two medium sized pies like nothing at all. Chatter and Laughter filling the air.