"Hey we've got days probably a week until we get there! Thats plenty of time!" He says as he Feels a grumble in his stomach "ARRGHHHH" "IM HUNGRY!!!!" He says as he attempts to get out of bed
“That sounds like my cue.” Noir joined in. “I made enough meat just for you, so calm down.” Noir lifted his foot and pushed his sole into Leroy’s chest to keep him down and to the bed. “It’s not like it’s going anywhere, so stay put or you don’t get any.” He turned around… fortunately soon after though, he came right back, a plate stack high with meats.
Noir had spent his time during the surgery to cook a variety of Dishes. But firstly a platter of thinly cut meats like a charcuterie board
He already knew Leroy liked just straight up meat, so he made it delicious and would focus on getting the rest of his nutrients in later. “Here you go, Captain.” He said before being the plate over to Leroy and placed it onto his lap.
Leroy excited waited for his first meal in over a week be placed in front of him before quickly DEVOURING
“Oh, slow down before you choke or something!” Kirk frowned at him, though was genuinely pleased he was eating. “I don’t know if you can choke while being rubber but knowing you, you’d probably find a way.” “If you need more, I’m sure I can get some.” Noir watched with wide eyes and the food was literally vanishing before their eyes.
“So guys! I think we might have our doctor!” Leroy said between bites looking to Dezzi “So, whatd you say Dezzi? You in? I’m sure we have plenty of time to get everything you need!”
Dezzi had been watching them, from the distance. Only for the attention turning to them to cause their nose to twitch. They were put on the spot, and it caused them to speak truthfully. “About that, I still have a few things I need to do before I can join your crew. But if you’re still here and still wishing for me to join your crew after I get that all done. Then... I’ll join you” He still wanted to make sure Dr. Oslar was healed before they would even consider to join any crew.
"Sure!" Leroy said as he continued to eat. He was happy to oblige the doctor. They'd need to get going soon. But he was sure they had time.
“….are you serious?” Kirk was already starting to have a flame of ominous anger around him, extreme disappointment exuding off of him. “Did you seriously just ask ANOTHER random person if they wanted to join the crew?!” Oh, he was MERE INCHES away from giving Leroy a concussion. “Just because he helped you doesn’t mean he should join our crew! We don’t even know what he looks like! No offense-“ The Fishman said to the doctor for a second before going back and lecturing Leroy. “You really need to learn not to pick crew members just because you looked at them and had a feeling!”
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“Yeah but I do! They've got a face of a Friend!” He said jovially yet with an incredible amount of sincerity
'Oh, they.' Kirk thought to himself "It doesn't matter if they do! This is the Fourth Time Leroy!"
Picking up their bag, Dezzi would walk over to the door “Well then, I best be going, oh and if you need anything else come to Dr. Oslar's house, I'll be there” and with that, they stepped out of the room and off the ship
Walking through the forest, Dezzi would make a pitstop at a carved-out stump near the shack and grab a flask out of it... the flask was full of a bright green liquid "Maybe it’s correct this time?" Dezzi would think aloud to themselves before putting the flask within their bag
“Ah! Dezzi!” Spoke the old woman in her youthful glow as she opened the door for her mink friend “Back so soon?” She teased with a smile with deeply defined laugh lines. Itd been almost an entire day in reality.
“Howdy Dr... Sorry for taking so long, their friend was in much worse condition than I thought he would be. Especially considering they said he was shot when I asked earlier. Honestly I would be surprised if he’s even able to move within the next month.” Stepping inside, Dezzi would set their bag down on a table, like they had dozens and dozens of times before and then turn back to Oslar “But I think he’ll be fine in the end”
"So. What was he like? Did you get to talk to him at all?" She says leaning back on the counter with a cup of tea. Sipping it lightly. She was intrigued by the D. in his name. And what he could possibly be like. It wasn't the first time she'd heard of someone as such. But that just made it all the more interesting
“Hmm... Well, to say the least he was odd, but in a good way. He was kind, he didn’t care when he saw my face. Well that’s not necessarily true, when he saw my face he asked me to join his crew, and he seemed genuine when he asked. Although how he asked was a bit surprising. He said that my face was perfect to be the doctor of the future king of the pirates, and then he asked”
Her eyes widened. The Aviator glasses she wore slid down her nose to expose the slight twinge in her eyes, one of excitement as a smile grew across her lips “Pirate king? Seriously? Kehehehe!” She laughed in surprise at such a revelation “Someone with as big of ambitions and dreams are hard to come by.”
“You going to take him up on his offer?”