'Great now we have to deal with Marines,' Alaena thought after hearing a few of Harligold's remaining men freak out and head back to the Great White. Now that their captain was defeated there was little reason for staying, though Alaena was certain that most of the crew wouldn't be able to get away safely. 'If the Marines don't get them then the sea will on those tiny life boats.'
Before she could start helping out everyone she went over to Harligold and tied him up with the numerous lengths of rope that were strewn around; making sure to take off his gauntlets as she placed him up against a wall. Alaena knelt down next to Sammi and checked to make sure the woman was still alive, taking mental notes on the injuries that would need to be treated immediately. "Does anyone here have any wounds that need to have immediate medical attention?" she asked Peter's crew, pausing for a second before adding, "If you don't know how serious the injury is just come over here and I'll take a look."
At the flight of the masses of Harligold's men who were still standing, and the sight of the man himself lying unconscious in the middle of it all, Marielle visibly sagged. The adrenaline that came from the fighting had burned itself out: thankfully, Peter had catapulted that poisonous woman away from the rest of the group... Marielle sat down on the ground, not a moment too soon: she could feel her legs starting to give, the one which had been stabbed more so than the other.
One of the others, the woman she recognised from back when they had to prepare defenses, asked about the injured... Marielle wasn't sure if the cut in her leg needed anything instantly. She was, however, more tired than she had ever felt before, though that wasn't saying much. Now that the rush had worn off, she was breathing hard, and her hands felt weird. Like there was some kind of tingling sensation in her fingers... or maybe that was just blood flowing through them.
"I'm good... I think," she mumbled to herself at first before repeating the same again slightly louder. "Just... just tired."
Hal let out a low whistle as he watched Peter send the tailed girl flying across the island. "Damn... Glad I'm on his side. Think I'll be keeping it that way for a bit too." He muttered to himself as he grabbed his spear and stepped out of hiding. His mood only got better as he spotted Alaena tying up Roger. Whoa... We actually won? The odds were that stacked against us and we seriously pulled it off? Man, I kinda feel like a jackass now for wanting to turn tail and run like that.... I mean, I would have just left all these people to die. Not that I coulda done anything without Peter and the rest but still...
Lost in thought, he almost didn't notice Alaena asking if anyone was hurt. "Uh, nah I'm alright. My face is bruised up and my legs are pretty sore, but that's nothing a little rest and maybe some ice won't fix." He replied absentmindedly.
The Marine symbol on the ship that was docking caught his eye next. Once again, his first instinct was to get the hell off of Lasklee. Maybe since the people weren't in danger, the others would actually be down for it this time. Gah! I can't say that though! I'll just look even worse then... Dammit, things were easier when I didn't care about shit like this.
Sorry I've been out for so long. I had to go through finals, then I got addicted to morphine, and finally I've managed to sleep all of the effects away. I will now post regularly.
Grana smiled as the fishman ran away. He finally took down his portal, and immediately felt new energy rush to his limbs as he shambled over to Peter and the others. As Grana reflected on all that happened, he barely stifled a laugh at all the choices he and the crew had made. "If I hadn't taken that 10 hour trip to Nod, I would be dead from exhaustion right now. If we hadn't landed in Lasklee, we wouldn't have to fight the most powerful man in South Blue. If-... You know what? Forget the 'ifs.' I'm here and I'm alive. Everything else is just a bonus." Grana turned to Marielle, a sheepish grin on his face. "Say... Marielle, was it? Good to see that you're alive. Sorry for calling you out earlier. You did a good job fighting. Thanks for helping out the captain." It was a poor apology by most standards, but at least it was a start.
Grana lifted his shirt to check how his prior injuries were faring. Yedaj's brass knuckles had ripped open some of them, but mostly the implements of destruction had left heavy bruising. Grana quickly checked his ribs before nodding at Alaena. "I'll manage, thanks for the offer. Nothing that can't wait until the next island- especially considering that Marine ship. Think we should high-tail it?" Grana noticed that Marielle had collapsed, and walked over to her. Grana extended his one good hand to Marielle. "Need some help? It's not much, but it's the least we can do, considering how much you just helped us."
Yoje had been incredibly relieved to see Roger go down. That feeling quickly went away once he saw the Marine boat. Man, we have not been able to catch a break since we got to this island. The citizens of Lasklee should be safe at least. Then again, knowing the Marines, they might arrest the people here for "harboring" us.
His first instinct in these situations was usually to fight. But he and the crew were too tired and weak at this point for that to be a real option. "Hey, Captain" He said as he walked up to Peter. "What do you want to do about the Marines?"
Well, it looks like I'm not getting paid from Roger. Ugh... Crassi rolled over, clutching her stomach. The second impact hurt just as much as the first, and she felt sick just getting up. Of course everyone's going to be wanting to have a lifeboat. She lashed out at the next pirate that ran by, slashing his midsection. Less of them, more for me.
She tried to hurry back to the ship. With any luck, she'd get away without getting caught by Marines, and with a nice bonus to boot. Damn Devil Fruit users. If we cross paths again I swear... Crassi took one last glance back at Lasklee, before disappearing into the retreating mass.
Peter was about to speak up when one of them seemed to appear in front of them. He had very short reddish-brown hair, was dressed in the usual shirt, but had a long blue scarf around his neck, and was carrying what seemed to be two long hooks in his hands. "Oh boy..." he said, a small smirk spreading. "Easy meat..." He made a gesture like he was about to attack, but was stopped when a voice familiar to Yoje called out "Gezora! Stay your hand!"
A swarm of Marines began heading down the east and west streets, not nearly as large as Harligold's crew, but better equipped, and began trying to catch up with them. And heading to the north was a slender man, his pale white skin and white hair highlighted by his red eyes. His coat seemed more like a lab coat, but with a pair of cuff-links. There was a small group of men behind him as well.
"But sir, they're right there! And they're injured! We could take them!" Gezora said, not taking his eyes off the crew.
"We have more than enough right here. Getting all of these men together on one ship and trying to get back without incident is not possible. Plus..." the captain gestured to the crowd of citizens behind them. "We're dealing with local heroes here... and I'm sure we don't want to ruin this moment of celebration... we'll just take Harligold and his men, take some time to get all the details of what has occurred here... and we'll be on our way. Does that sound fair?" He said to Peter.
"I guess that's fair." Peter replied, hoping the others wouldn't start something. "Who are you, anyway?"
"Oh yes, where are my manners, I forgot to introduce myself. I am Hippocrates. Captain of the Marines, and one of the commanding officers of Porte Carlo. Imagine my surprise, arriving back to my station after working another area to here that the infamous Roger Harligold was on his way... and then imagine my surprise to find out he had been defeated."
"Well, I'm sure you and your men can take care of this. Assuming your friend here doesn't want to harm anybody here, that is..." Peter said, gesturing to Gezora. Hippocrates snapped his finger, and in a flash, Gezora was behind him.
Hippocrates then spoke to the crew "I give you my word that nobody who fought for Lasklee will be in any danger tonight. Still, don't push your luck, and don't expect any future transgression to be met with such mercy." The group started heading back to the ship, waiting for their men to round up as many of Harligold's men as they could.
Marielle looked up at Grana, confused. Why did he think she needed help, when all she really thought she needed was a rest? In time she would get her strength back, and she could just put a bandage over her leg or something later; it wasn't worth fussing over. She shook her head in response to Grana's offer, saying, "No thanks... I'll be fine, in time," as she did so.
Apparently Marines were storming the city... led by a guy in a lab coat? That was an interesting choice of attire for an officer. Hippocrates, he called himself. The guy was probably a medic or something. After a brief exchange with Peter, he led his Marines away with a final note:
"I give you my word that nobody who fought for Lasklee will be in any danger tonight. Still, don't push your luck, and don't expect any future transgression to be met with such mercy."
What did that mean? Was it something to do with the people she had joined up with? Sure, she could easily guess that they were a bunch of pirates, but was she guilty by association? Marielle didn't know, in her fatigued state.
The idea of running away before the Marines could get her ran through Alaena's thoughts as she was told by the crew that they were in no need of immediate care. For some reason though she felt like she shouldn't run once some of the Marines started to show up. She felt like it would mean abandoning the people who had helped her and the citizens in a time of need. 'I don't think I could deal with that and not feel guilty,' she thought, watching as the leader of the Marines came forth and started to talk.
The Marine Captain was recognizable with his red eyes and white hair, though Alaena hoped that she didn't prove to be the same. Even without the cloak and with the bandages on she still had her unique bow and other dressings that could be identified as something the 'Night Archer' wore. 'And I do not need to be captured ever again.'
Her fear was put at slight ease when Hippocrates told the crew that they had his word that they would not be in danger that night; though his next sentence brought it right back. 'Being safe tonight doesn't carry over to tomorrow. Should probably try to leave before then,' she reasoned, watching as the Marines left.
"I think leaving would be the best idea at this point," Alaena stated once the Marines had left, standing up and looking at the others.
Back on Jingo, Captain Hippocrates had weaseled his way out of a fight with Yoje, Jacque and Smithy, and sent a mob of pirates after them. Now the Captain had been right in his face again, and Yoje couldn't do a thing. While it was a relief to not have to fight another army, Yoje couldn't help but feel frustrated at missing another crack at the Marine. I have to admit though, hes not all bad. Plenty of other captains would have tried to arrest us today. Still, its better we don't push our luck.
"Leaving sounds pretty good right now. Lasklee is safe, and the Marines won't be showing us mercy for long. Our ship has to be ready by now, right Peter?"
Hal barely even noticed the Marine's approach until some weird one with two hooks appeared right in front of Peter. That one was followed by a creepy looking bigwig who introduced himself as Hippocrates and plenty of back up. Hal's first instinct was to shave the hell out of there, but that would just make him look more suspicious. No, he wasn't even that high of a bounty so they probably wouldn't even recognize him unless they were actively looking for him. And his assumption paid off as Hippocrates didn't arrest them and even gave them a head start to get away and rest up while he took Harligold and his crew.
Hal let out a sigh of relief as the Marines left and lit up a cigarette to calm his nerves. He was even more thankful that Yoje and Alaena shared his desire to get out while the getting was good. "Yeah, I'm sure this isn't gonna be a big shocker to anyone but I'm all for leaving while we've got the chance." Hal said with a wry grin as he took a drag and exhaled. "I'd love to stick around and celebrate our victory and all but we can party once we're not in the Marine's backyard."
Peter sighed as the Marines left the crew alone. He turned to them and said "Ok, everyone get back to the inn, and I can discuss things with the people working on the ship. Hopefully we can get out of here soon..." He got up, limping off to try and find someone in the town he could talk to.[hr]
A few hours passed. The crew was now at the room at the inn as Peter walked back in. "Ok, I got somewhat bad news, good news, more good news and then more bad news. The somewhat bad news is that the whole business with Harligold put the work on the ship to a halt. The good news is that enough people who are able to work on it are here, and enough people are grateful that they can have the ship ready by tomorrow. The other piece of good news is that from what I've gathered, the Marines have finished rounding up whatever amount of Harligold's men that couldn't run fast enough. They're just going to get some testimony from the citizens to get an account of what's happened here, and they'll be gone by tonight, on their way back to Porte Carlo."
[hr]
Back at the Marine ship, a man walked up to Hippocrates. "Sir, we managed to get a head count on those with bounties we were able to get. We managed to get "Twitching" Yedaj from the center of town, "Smokestack" Mottso from the wreckage of the Great White, Inshi Yarrakona from the center of town, Mog Gossen in the remnants of the Great White, paralyzed from a sort of poison, apparently shortly before someone took the last lifeboat, and of course Harligold himself. However, the two fishmen managed to escape into the sea, and Gossen confirmed that Crassi Cauda had managed to get away on one lifeboat. A good portion of his men managed to get away, but once all the lifeboats were gone, they all surrendered."
Hippocrates nodded, looking through a large stack of files. Behind him stood the Marine who was stationed on the island before, Yezeku. On the opposite side near the door sat a large man in dark blue armor, who was fast asleep. Yezeku turned to the one giving the report. "Thanks for that. However we're busy now. Give us the full-detailed report once you get the details from the citizens. We want to know what we'll be dealing with soon..."
Hippocrates nodded, completely absorbed in his work. There were various files from all sorts of incidents, seemingly unrelated to the recent events, but he seemed to be trying to find a link.
Marielle had managed to collect her pack full of possessions from where she had stashed it. Thankfully nothing was missing, though the building it had been in had been hit by something and it had been a bit tough to find in its hiding place. Still, she had what she wanted... which was everything.
The injuries that she had received during the fighting had become less of a concern for her now: she was fairly certain that there were no lingering effects of the poison that had been on the fishman's spines, and thankfully that tailed woman hadn't gotten anything into her system. Marielle was of the mind that had she been subjected to anything that that poisoner had carried, she would most likely be dead or crippled.
While waiting for Peter to return, she had been mulling over her situation and absent-mindedly fiddling with one of the trinkets she possessed. The object in question was a small wooden bird, in fine enough detail to pick out things like feathers and distinguish between individual claws and the rest of the foot. Some of its detail was a little worn down from constant handling, but Marielle didn't really care about that. What mattered a bit more was what she was going to do now. Lasklee, her home for the three years of her life that she remembered, was now little more than a broken ruin.
"And the other piece of bad news?" she asked quietly from the corner in which she had seated herself.
Peter opened his mouth to speak, but then turned to Marielle. "And why exactly are you asking this? Come to think of it, what are you even doing here? And who let her in here?" He turned to the others. "Look, miss, I appreciate what you did for us. But you do know we're pirates, right? Associating with us is gonna get you in some serious trouble."
As soon as the crew got back to the inn, Hal made a beeline for his room and made sure his briefcase hadn't been stolen. Thankfully, it was right where he had left it. Despite how tired he was, he didn't feel like sleeping so he grabbed the briefcase and returned downstairs to take inventory and figure out just how much what he had obtained on Lasklee was worth. Everyone else was there doing their own thing already while they waited for Peter to come back, so Hal took the closest empty seat he could find, stretched out his sore legs, and got to counting.
After a couple hours of deep thought and calculating, Hal had finally finished tallying it all up. "Alrighty then, that'll be about 700,000 in the jewels and gold I got outta the Yarrakona safe... I already proved I can get at least 200,000 for this sword. Spears probably worth about the same... This'll be more than enough to get my business back on it's feet. Hell, I'm way better off than before!" Hal said to himself with a broad grin as he tucked everything that would fit back in his briefcase.
It was around this time that Peter came back and gave them all the news. Being stuck here until tomorrow wasn't all that great, but with Harligold's crew taken care of and the Marine's leaving soon that wasn't the end of the world. Like Marielle though, Hal was wondering what the other bad news was. He wasn't expecting Peter to tell her off like that though. Well.... He's got a point. Hell, even I'm in over my head here sometimes. She's gonna ruin her new peaceful life on Lasklee if she keeps hanging around us.
"Uh, sorry 'bout that Cap'n... I think we're all pretty beat here and I, at least, didn't even notice her following us. I guess I didn't think much of it since she was fighting with us." Hal said with a sheepish grin and adjusted his shades nervously before turning to Marielle. "He's right, ya know. You won't be able to enjoy the peace you worked so hard for if people think you're a pirate like us."
After the Marines had left Alaena had gone back into the town center and started to help some of the injured civilians after she mended her own wounds. It was a relief that the number of casualties were much lower than had been anticipated; though the amount of injured civilians was still high. It was a few hours before Alaena headed back to the inn to rest, coming in just in time to join in on Peter's speech to his crew.
She lounged in the back and listened to him. There was a part of her that wasn't sure why she was here with them; she wasn't a member and didn't plan on being one. At the same time this was the best way for her to get out of here safely before the Marines came. The sea was dangerous, and she had not boat of her own to take out. 'Not that I'd want to though. One person on a boat out at sea would find a disaster sooner than an island. And if I were to go on one of the public boats there is a chance of the Marines finding out,' Alaena thought to herself, listening as the others were wondering about how the young girl had gotten inside.
Alaena cleared her throat to get Peter's attention before stating she wanted to talk to him. "In private of course, once this speech of yours is over," she added, gesturing to his crew.
Marielle was a little taken aback. Having had nowhere else to go, she had simply followed along with the rest of the people she had met. Perhaps she was in the wrong crowd... that was highly likely.
"Um... I'm sorry for intruding. But I didn't think I had anywhere else to go. I found a burning wreck where my house used to be," she explained. "I don't know where I'm gonna go now, or what to do. Lasklee is the only home I've known... sure, people might come back, but there's a lot of damage. Destroyed buildings and stuff... I dunno. It all seems like a bit much."
It seemed that Marielle had ended up fighting alongside pirates... that was why the guy in the lab coat, Hippocrates, had said that no-one would be in any danger just for that night. Her guess from earlier had been correct: she would be guilty by association if she stuck around. With that in mind, she had no idea where she would go now. She hadn't seen many people on her wanderings before absent-mindedly entering the inn with the rest of the... pirates.
With that in mind she stood, tucking the wooden figurine into a pocket as she did so. "I, uh... I'm gonna go. Again, sorry for intruding," she mumbled to no-one in particular. Embarrassed, she wasted no more time and left the room, and subsequently the inn. There she began to wander aimlessly, taking in the carnage and destruction that the battle had caused... a few people lay dead in the streets. Marielle averted her eyes each time she saw a body.
Soon she tired of walking, and sat down at the corner of an intersection. There was too much death and destruction in the city that had been her home. The realisation of such things caused Marielle to bury her head in her hands, on the verge of crying a little but not entirely there yet.
Sammi had regained consciousness about a couple hours after the Marines showed up to take Harligold away. While pissed that she had let herself get knocked out during the fight, the fact that it led to the overall victory soothed this pain somewhat. She was still a little sore after the various hits she took, that blow to the gut from Harligold comes to mind, but it was nothing a little drink couldn't fix.
Peter had called a crew meeting at the inn, Marielle had tagged along, which Sammi didn't see a problem with, but during the talk, Peter seemed to take umbrage with her being there. Marielle was visibly shaken and soon bolted out into the streets.
Sammi was surprised by this turn of events from the Captain. When she initially met him, he was more than welcoming, taking her in without a mention of a back story, though the fact that he was alone and she had axes probably helped. Still, the one that roared at the younger girl was not the one she had met in those days of old. She took a long sip from the mug of rum she was able to procure for this meeting and set it down on the table. "Jeez Peter, that was a bit rough, don't you think?" she asked him. "I mean, she did help out big time during the fight. Without her I'd be squirming back in that alley way thanks to that tail *****'s slice and dice act. Why'd you have to go off on her?"
Peter shook his head and sighed. "I didn't mean to be so harsh, but I was telling her the facts. I heard her out, and I think she had a good reason for staying around, but once she finished, she just up and left." he shrugged "Perhaps she did realize that sticking with us was going to lead to her getting a bounty on her head. She's displayed some powers today, but as long as she's still a civilian, she'd have nothing to worry about. If she wants to talk to any of us, I'm more than willing to listen. These days, piracy isn't exactly the safest thing to start." He then turned back to the others
"And speaking of not being safe, that brings us to the next bit of bad news: our next stop is Porte Carlo. To get to the Grand Line, we still need a couple essentials. First and foremost being a Log Pose, a compass that can help us navigate the Grand Line. The Marines have taken to confiscating any that are sold in the West Blue, meaning Porte Carlo is the only place that is guaranteed to have any. Part of their latest way to crack down on pirates. But beyond that, we'll be needing medical supplies, food, containers and other junk. And not only is Lasklee in no condition to be offering any of those, but Porte Carlo usually has some of the best quality stuff."
He then spoke up "Now I know most of you are going to come with me, and I appreciate that. Jacque said he'd be remaining here to help the citizens here rebuild." He turned back to Hal and Alaena "Like I said, you two are more than welcome on board my ship if you want. Be sure to think about it."
He got up, heading to the door "I'm gonna go check up on the ship. You guys all rest and focus on recovery. Alaena, you said you wanted to talk with me?"
[hr]
The sun was setting, and the Marines had managed to get back to the ship. They were getting ready to sail off. Gezora stood behind Hippocrates, still a little cross about what had transpired earlier in the town. "I don't get it... those other pirates were right there. Why not try and get them now? It's not like pirates are ones to keep their word, why should we?"
Hippocrates observed his men getting ready to set sail. "You lack foresight, Gezora. We have some of the most powerful criminals in the West Blue deep in our decks. As well as the most cunning. Those other pirates there were opposing them then, but the last thing we'd need is giving them a common enemy. Never underestimate the resourcefulness of your opponent. Between all of them, there could be the chance they could have found a way to escape their cells. And such a chance would be inexcusable. We've gotten more than enough to send an extremely powerful message. And that message would have been diminished if we had gotten into a fight with civilians."
"Well what are we going to do about all of them? Considering the Blue Vortex members escaped, the scorpion girl got away, and the people who were strong enough to beat them are still going free, we still have a lot of work to do..." Gezora said, the tone of his voice almost making it sound like he was whining.
"Be patient. Considering the route this lot has been taking, their next stop is Porte Carlo. We know their faces, and in order to deal with the threat of Harligold, we managed to assemble some of our best men in the West Blue." Hippocrates had a hint of pride in that voice, but for the entire conversations was speaking in an eerily calm manner. "But even if they do managed to arrive and slip out before we notice them, I've already gotten the reports and sent them to HQ. They can all expect a sudden bounty increase tomorrow morning."
The anchor was raised, and the ship began to move. "Porte Carlo is the gate to the Grand Line, Gezora. We have a reputation to uphold. You'll get your chance... but just make sure you don't fail."
Ok, we're in downtime again! We still got a couple things to settle, and I have some setting up to do for the next arc, so this time it might last a little longer.
Try to have your characters talk to some they haven't really had the chance to talk to. Relfect on your past. Do something to pass the time.
ALSO! This arc's finale will have the first Bounty Increase!
This is the culmination of the last 3 arcs. Now then, some things were unseen, some thing your character did got overshadowed, and some things were deemed "insignificant". So not every single thing you did is a factor in this.
PETER TEW
- One of the four persons of interest in the Jingo Blockade Run.
- Tew's acts of sabotage in the resort and the casino largely went unnoticed.
- Was deemed a key instigator in the Casino Riot.
- Tew's defeat of Gulligan was deemed insignificant (this is more an insult to Gulligan that Peter)
- The only real significant factor in Peter's bounty increase is the fact that he seems to be the leader of the crew, and the fact that he did most of the fighting against Harligold. It's only due to these two facts that his bounty is currently the highest.
- He has been deemed a threat, but becuase A) He needed the crew to take Harligold down, B) The extent of his power is unknown and C) The Marines don't want to make it seem as if there's someone as strong as Harligold running around, it is still lower than Harligold's.
50,000 ==> 25,000,000
MARIELLE VILLENUEVE
- Marielle's powers have been noted, but because of her status as a civilian, she has no bounty.
0
JACQUE DE HOOTINGHAM
- One of four persons of interest in the Jingo Blockade Run, particularly with his attack on the Marine ship.
- One of the three key persons in the siege of the Ivory Oyster due to his attack on Inshi Yarrakona
- Will remain on Lasklee
FINAL BOUNTY: 75,000 ==> 7,000,000
GRANA REI
- One of three key persons in siege of the Ivory Oyster.
- Deemed a key instigator in the Casino Riot.
- Defeated "Twitching" Yedaj of the Harligold Pirates. Much of his power was witnessed and noted, and has been enough for him to be considered particularly dangerous. These two facts are the primary factor in his bounty increase.
100,000 ==> 10,000,000
YOJE TARUKI
- One of four persons of interest in Jingo Blockade Run, primarily for the attack on the Marine ship.
- His fight with Higaldo largely went unnoticed, but made a very noticeable finish. Higaldo's escape lessened how much this increased his bounty.
- Noted for landing final blow on Harligold.
- Hippocrates has specifically ordered his knowledge of Rokushiki not be made a factor in this particular bounty increase.
36,000 ==> 9,000,000
SAMMI MAKELA
- Her role on the Thrasher or fact that she is the crew's first mate has yet to be noted
- One of four persons of interest in Jingo Blockade Run, noticeably her handling of the mayor.
- One of three key persons in the siege of the Ivory Oyster, via testimony from one "Orlando"
- Her battle with Crassi Cauda was noted, but her escape lessened the impact.
- Noted for her key participation against Harligold.
35,000 ==> 13,000,000
ALAENA MARSH
- Her past involvement with other groups is either unknown or not taken into account.
- Her battle with Inshi in the streets of Lasklee was deemed insignificant.
- Was not seen in the siege of the Ivory Oyster
- Identified as the murderer of the mayor of Lasklee
- Identified as the murderer of crime boss Tozani Budero. This is the biggest factor in her increase
- Her battle against "Smokestack" Mottso was unseen, and Mottso refuses to acknowledge her
100,000 ==> 16,000,000
HAL GRANADA
- Was deemed a key instigator in the Casino Riot
- His defeat of Inshi Yarrakona was noted by the citizens of Lasklee, and his convincing of Mog Gossen has also been noted.
- His speed has been noted, and this combined with his silver tongue have him deemed noteworthy. However, it's also been noted he's not the best fighter.
Alaena listened as Peter explained where they would be heading and why they needed to go there, waiting until he was finished talking to his crew before walking up to him. "I did. Privately," she added, heading out into the hallway with him while everyone else was still inside. There was silence as she tried to figure out exactly what she wanted to say, even then she wasn't sure whether she was making the right decision or not.
"Look...I'm not going to be a pirate. I never will be, and that's just the way it is. I do need to get off this island though, and you're the best way for that to happen. So while I won't join your crew I'm willing to at least travel for a brief time, perhaps even help out your crew at times until I leave. If there are injuries of your crew that need to be mended I can do that as a sort of payment for being on the ship should you want that to be the case," Alaena explained, pacing a few times before she continued.
"I will not participate in any form of piracy though. Again, I am not a pirate and have no plans to be one. Should you battle certain people I am opposed to I will help you out in what ways I can. Sometimes I'll have my own things to do when we land, and at any point I might leave permanently with no notice," she stated, taking a moment to think if she had anything else to cover, "That should be about it. Anything you wish to say?"
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