Kirk quickly was leading the way back to the ship, his eyes glancing in the direction where he saw the fighting going down. While he was worried for Leroy, he was sure everything was alright, right? He wasn’t sure what ranks he saw those two Marines attacking them… maybe a lieutenant?
Whoever it may have been, Kirk knew Leroy could handle it. “I wouldn’t rely on that, Jeanne. Leroy wants to become the king of pirates of all things! This is just the start of what we’re gonna have to deal with!” Even the thought of having to deal with way bigger people than the Marines was almost dizzying.
Noir took Jeanne’s bag and started to hurry after the others toward the docks. “What happened? How did you guys get the attention of the Marines already?!” Kirk glanced over his shoulder at the cook. “This ugly guy and chick appeared out of nowhere and tried to attack Leroy, they have a history or something, I don’t know! The scene caused the marines here to notice”
Kále continued rushing toward the ship, just behind the rest of the group who were talking about Leroy's situation. Worried for him, Kále was not worried. He trusted Leroy, of course he wanted to go and help but if he were to leave the group and have them get in trouble then that would be on him. He saw Kirk looking in a direction, the direction he'd run from. That must be where Leroy is, Kále looked in that direction as well, he couldn't see Leroy but he knew something was going on.
There was a weird... air around Louge. Something was going on, it definitely involved Leroy. He gripped the scabbard of Kikumori, his new sword, perhaps he should go and look for Leroy. "If there's marines and ugly people running after him then he might be in trouble..." Kále said quietly to himself, thinking about his situation and wondering what the best course of action would be for the crew.
*
Minutes after the Trio regrouped.
Suddenly, Leroy came swinging through the streets, his arms out stretch like ropes, swinging from one building to another as he suddenly Landed at the Docks where the rest of the Crew was.
Kále smiled when he saw the familiar stretchy arms of their rubbery captain. He had some worry about Leroy having an encounter with both marines and ugly people, so seeing him so lively and back to his shenanigans was certainly a relief.
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"Quick! We need to raise anchor and get back out to sea! The Entrance to The Grand Line Shouldn't be too far from here!"
He remembered reading about Reverse mountain some time back. He remember how excited he was to see the Mighty continent that split the world in two. But for now, they had to go!
"We gotta get out of here before the storm gets too bad!" He said as he quickly scaled the side of the Horizons palm and hurriedly paced up the steps to the stern above the galley.
The Firstmate quickly boarded the ship and began pulling the anchor up and out of the water. Since he was always working out and building up his strength, the anchor was usually his job. It just made sense because the rest of the crew are a bunch of weaklings.
"You guys get the sails!" He barked at the rest of the crew, he saw the storm and knew it was probably going to get worse if they didn't move and he didn't want to go diving into the water to save anyone if they fell off.
Jeanne sighed as well as Leroy came into view. She was less worried that he'd be alright, more that he'd lure the Marines straight to the rest of them and there'd be a fight. She wasn't ready for a bounty yet. She rushed onto the ship after Kále, bursting into steam to get to the mast.
"Already on it.", she said rolling her eyes. "What's got you so grumpy?", she would ask with a chuckle as she began untying several ropes that kept the main sail furled. She didn't like the looks of the weather either, but she had faith that they could get out of there before it got too bad.
“I’ll get the whip staff! Noir, you get the other sail!” Kirk shouted to the cook before running off to the caravel. Noir nodded with a hum before running other to the other set of ropes, untying them quickly to help with the sails. The Fishman ran to the whip staff, leaving the door open to look at the storm brewing and to see when the sails unfurled.
“I’ll be honest! I don’t know how well this escape is gonna work with this storm! Let’s just hope the wind is in our favor!” Kirk shouted before started to push heavily against the whip staff, trying to turn the ship off of the deck, barely waiting for the anchor to be lifted before going. Whatever wind he managed to pick up worked just enough to start the ship to turn. The chains attached to the anchor below gave some leeway before it was to start lifting. Noir, as soon as he was finished with the ropes, kept an eye out on the docks for any marines rushing up.
“I think we may be good!”
Quickly, the Horizons palm began to make its way out of the Dock, all the people that were around the dock hold parasols or going for cover. No other ship was risking going out into weather like that! It was like a typhoon was pouring down on them! But they had to go!