[Social] Island Establishment
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- Anton La'croix
- [tracker=/t544-anton-la-croix#2124]
Name : Anton La'croix
Epithet : Screaming Grasshopper
Age : 23
Height : 5'9''
Weight : 186lb
Species/Tribe : Human
Faction : Marine
World Position : Rear Admiral
Crew : The Guardian Knights
Ship : The Grand Steamer
Crew Role : Captain
Devil Fruit : Bug-Bug Fruit, Model: Grasshopper
Quality Score : S
EXP Bonus : +0.20 (to all allies)
Income Bonus : +0.15 (from world position); +0.16 (from turf); +0.20 (to all allies)
Balance : [bel] 1,472,069,543
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Posts : 650
[Social] Island Establishment
Wed Dec 16, 2020 7:11 pm
When one thinks of conquering and running an island, one just thinks of the glorious conquest, the vanquishing of the foe.
But what they didn't think of was the paperwork afterwards. Minion Island was, overall, an island of ruins. If Anton wanted to make this into a respectable place, they needed to rebuild.
And so, here he was, sitting in a make-shift office, going over paperwork. Construction and rebuilding, payroll, getting the pirates transported off the island, bringing in supplies. It was a lot of work, and Anton had been working at these papers for hours.
And yet, it was oddly relaxing. I mean, compared to the life and death fighting recently, just going through paperwork was therapeutic. It helped keep him occupied from the world that conspired to kill him.
But what they didn't think of was the paperwork afterwards. Minion Island was, overall, an island of ruins. If Anton wanted to make this into a respectable place, they needed to rebuild.
And so, here he was, sitting in a make-shift office, going over paperwork. Construction and rebuilding, payroll, getting the pirates transported off the island, bringing in supplies. It was a lot of work, and Anton had been working at these papers for hours.
And yet, it was oddly relaxing. I mean, compared to the life and death fighting recently, just going through paperwork was therapeutic. It helped keep him occupied from the world that conspired to kill him.
- Ryoichi Ayugai
- [tracker=/t1576-ryoichi-ayugai#8716]
Name : Ryoichi Ayugai
Epithet : The Boxing Bear
Age : 22
Height : 6 feet 1 inch (1.85m)
Weight : 198 lbs (95kg)
Species/Tribe : Human
Faction : Marines
Crew : Blue Fist Academy
Ship : SSS Rocky
Marine Rank : Rear Admiral
Crew Role : Grandmaster
Devil Fruit : Kuma-Kuma no Mi (Bear-Bear Fruit) Model: Polar Bear
Quality Score : A
EXP Bonus : +0.20 (to all allies)
Income Bonus : +0.15 (Rear Admiral); 0.20 (to all allies)
Crew Pool : [bel=u] 50,000,000
Balance : [bel] 485,600,807
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Re: [Social] Island Establishment
Thu Dec 17, 2020 5:54 am
Ryoichi cracked his knuckles, grinning as he was standing at the front of sailing boat, looking out at the island that is being conqured by his higher ups. "Finally, some action." Ryoichi said out loud, he clearly seemed quite excited to finally get his hands in motion. Moments later, the ship docked, and Ryoichi finally got to walk onto the land. What followed was a total disappointment on his face
He looked around, only to see, that there was nothing left to fight with. The island had already been conqured, and the news had not reached him yet. "WHAT?! LATE AGAIN?!" he asks from the rest of crew with who he arrived. They shrugged it off, as if releived that they don't need to get their hands dirty. Ryoichi lowered his head and began to search for Anton, his higher up.
Having reached to him, he would salute. "Ryoichi Ayugai reporting in, sir. Am I correct that all the fight is already over?" he shot the immediate question out towards Anton.
He looked around, only to see, that there was nothing left to fight with. The island had already been conqured, and the news had not reached him yet. "WHAT?! LATE AGAIN?!" he asks from the rest of crew with who he arrived. They shrugged it off, as if releived that they don't need to get their hands dirty. Ryoichi lowered his head and began to search for Anton, his higher up.
Having reached to him, he would salute. "Ryoichi Ayugai reporting in, sir. Am I correct that all the fight is already over?" he shot the immediate question out towards Anton.
- Yumiko
- [tracker=/t1347-yumiko#7408]
Name : Yumiko
Epithet : Kamaitachi
Age : 28
Height : 5'5'' / 165 cm
Weight : 128 lbs. / 58 kg
Species/Tribe : Human
Faction : Civilian
Devil Fruit : Ita Ita no Mi, Model: Kamaitachi
Bounty : [bel=r] 10,000,012
Quality Score : S
EXP Bonus : +0.20 (to all allies)
Balance : [bel] 2,916,996,298
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Re: [Social] Island Establishment
Fri Dec 18, 2020 2:24 am
Somewhere deeper in the mansion, another soldier stirred... Sort of. Yumiko woke up from a trashed hole that passed for a bathroom in this ruined hovel. She found herself hugging a toilet seat, staring at murky water. Pain was pounding like a hammer and her head was the anvil. Each strike made her vision throb and sway. She had no recollection of what happened last night. Only faint flashes passed through her mind, but trying to focus on any single one made the pounding intensify. It felt like her tongue and throat had grown a carpet of hair. Trying to clear the sensation only produced a gruff growl. Water... She needed water... Her nose wrinkled. Guh... And a bath.
Unfortunately, the tap wasn’t working. Well, it had been kind of wistful thinking considering the overall state of the place. To make matters worse, she seemed to have misplaced all her clothing, save for a pair of dark boyshorts. It raised questions she would rather not answer... With a quick search, she only found some filthy towels, which she would rather not wrap around herself. So she needed to get creative... Discarding the last line of defense for her dignity, she cast the underwear aside and dropped to all fours. Her face twisted and stretched into an animalistic shape. White fur started rapidly spreading across her skin, covering her shame. In moments, the woman vanished, replaced by a huge weasel with massive, scythe-like claws.
Yumiko observed her form against the broken mirror. The transformation concealed everything questionable. In the right stance, she could’ve passed for a man, perhaps... At least so she assured herself as she peered out of the bathroom. The coast was clear... She trotted along the murky hallways as quickly as her recent injuries allowed. Her plan was to find the master and humbly beg to use his personal washing quarters back on the ship. At least that was the plan, until she came across a familiar door and caught an unfamiliar voice. Someone was reporting to the master...? Soundlessly she crept closer to the door. Her sharp nose sniffed the air, trying to place the scent of the mystery person. This... This was not eavesdropping! She was only patiently waiting for her turn. Right behind the door. Just a monstrous weasel ready to loom menacingly over anyone who happened to step out of the make-shift office first.
Unfortunately, the tap wasn’t working. Well, it had been kind of wistful thinking considering the overall state of the place. To make matters worse, she seemed to have misplaced all her clothing, save for a pair of dark boyshorts. It raised questions she would rather not answer... With a quick search, she only found some filthy towels, which she would rather not wrap around herself. So she needed to get creative... Discarding the last line of defense for her dignity, she cast the underwear aside and dropped to all fours. Her face twisted and stretched into an animalistic shape. White fur started rapidly spreading across her skin, covering her shame. In moments, the woman vanished, replaced by a huge weasel with massive, scythe-like claws.
Yumiko observed her form against the broken mirror. The transformation concealed everything questionable. In the right stance, she could’ve passed for a man, perhaps... At least so she assured herself as she peered out of the bathroom. The coast was clear... She trotted along the murky hallways as quickly as her recent injuries allowed. Her plan was to find the master and humbly beg to use his personal washing quarters back on the ship. At least that was the plan, until she came across a familiar door and caught an unfamiliar voice. Someone was reporting to the master...? Soundlessly she crept closer to the door. Her sharp nose sniffed the air, trying to place the scent of the mystery person. This... This was not eavesdropping! She was only patiently waiting for her turn. Right behind the door. Just a monstrous weasel ready to loom menacingly over anyone who happened to step out of the make-shift office first.
- Anton La'croix
- [tracker=/t544-anton-la-croix#2124]
Name : Anton La'croix
Epithet : Screaming Grasshopper
Age : 23
Height : 5'9''
Weight : 186lb
Species/Tribe : Human
Faction : Marine
World Position : Rear Admiral
Crew : The Guardian Knights
Ship : The Grand Steamer
Crew Role : Captain
Devil Fruit : Bug-Bug Fruit, Model: Grasshopper
Quality Score : S
EXP Bonus : +0.20 (to all allies)
Income Bonus : +0.15 (from world position); +0.16 (from turf); +0.20 (to all allies)
Balance : [bel] 1,472,069,543
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Posts : 650
Re: [Social] Island Establishment
Fri Dec 18, 2020 2:52 am
Anton glanced up from the paperwork as Ryoichi stepped into the 'office', saluting him and asking about the fighting. Indeed the new recruit hadn't been around when they travelled here initially. He sounded almost disappointed. "As you can see, the fighting's all done with. We're just now getting ourselves established. Got a lot of work before we get this island up and running." And hopefully no calamities will befall them in the meantime.
At that point, something itched at the back of his mind. His gaze came to the door. He could just tell someone was behind it. And he had a feeling he knew who. Someone he hadn't seen since last night.
Anton sighed. "A moment." He got up and walked to the door. He could only imagine what would happen, how Yumiko would react to him.
He opened the door, and was greeted by the sight of a massive weasel looming over him. Oddly enough, the sight was reassuring. "Good morning Yumiko. Come on in."
Walking back into the office, no doubt with the weasel in tow, Anton looked to Ryoichi. "Ryoichi, this is Yumiko. My second in command. Yumiko, this is Ryoichi Ayugai, our new gunner."
At that point, something itched at the back of his mind. His gaze came to the door. He could just tell someone was behind it. And he had a feeling he knew who. Someone he hadn't seen since last night.
Anton sighed. "A moment." He got up and walked to the door. He could only imagine what would happen, how Yumiko would react to him.
He opened the door, and was greeted by the sight of a massive weasel looming over him. Oddly enough, the sight was reassuring. "Good morning Yumiko. Come on in."
Walking back into the office, no doubt with the weasel in tow, Anton looked to Ryoichi. "Ryoichi, this is Yumiko. My second in command. Yumiko, this is Ryoichi Ayugai, our new gunner."
- Ryoichi Ayugai
- [tracker=/t1576-ryoichi-ayugai#8716]
Name : Ryoichi Ayugai
Epithet : The Boxing Bear
Age : 22
Height : 6 feet 1 inch (1.85m)
Weight : 198 lbs (95kg)
Species/Tribe : Human
Faction : Marines
Crew : Blue Fist Academy
Ship : SSS Rocky
Marine Rank : Rear Admiral
Crew Role : Grandmaster
Devil Fruit : Kuma-Kuma no Mi (Bear-Bear Fruit) Model: Polar Bear
Quality Score : A
EXP Bonus : +0.20 (to all allies)
Income Bonus : +0.15 (Rear Admiral); 0.20 (to all allies)
Crew Pool : [bel=u] 50,000,000
Balance : [bel] 485,600,807
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Re: [Social] Island Establishment
Fri Dec 18, 2020 4:53 am
Ryoichi would look at Anton moving over to the door to look at something. He lowered his saluting hand for now, moving both hands behind his back as he enters the "free" stance. He would then hear a somewhat familiar name. Why familiar? Because for once in his life, Ryoichi has actually done some research on his comrades. He actually for a moment, seemed quite excited to meet the person. A moment later, he couldn't help but blink at what emerged from the doorway. It was not what he remembered from the profiles. That excitement dropped for a moment
It was a large weasel looking down at him and Anton. Thinking back, he remembers the person whose name is Yumiko, was supposed to look like a young beautiful woman who still has a fire of life burning in her. Except this was completely different, perhaps this is why that excitement full of face had dropped? Ryoichi moved the hand to salute once more. "Miss Yumiko, Ryoichi Ayugai reporting in." he greeted her as he looked up at the Weasel. He would then remain silent, unsure what to say in the current moment about the situation.
It was a large weasel looking down at him and Anton. Thinking back, he remembers the person whose name is Yumiko, was supposed to look like a young beautiful woman who still has a fire of life burning in her. Except this was completely different, perhaps this is why that excitement full of face had dropped? Ryoichi moved the hand to salute once more. "Miss Yumiko, Ryoichi Ayugai reporting in." he greeted her as he looked up at the Weasel. He would then remain silent, unsure what to say in the current moment about the situation.
- Yumiko
- [tracker=/t1347-yumiko#7408]
Name : Yumiko
Epithet : Kamaitachi
Age : 28
Height : 5'5'' / 165 cm
Weight : 128 lbs. / 58 kg
Species/Tribe : Human
Faction : Civilian
Devil Fruit : Ita Ita no Mi, Model: Kamaitachi
Bounty : [bel=r] 10,000,012
Quality Score : S
EXP Bonus : +0.20 (to all allies)
Balance : [bel] 2,916,996,298
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Re: [Social] Island Establishment
Fri Dec 18, 2020 7:54 am
As the door opened, the monster weasel stared at the two humans before her. Anton’s greeting and invitation were only met with a curt nod. Beneath the icy exterior, however, the woman was petrified. She wanted to protest, to refuse, but the words evaded her. How was she supposed to explain her... state... with another officer in the room? What if the newcomer got the wrong idea? It would reflect poorly on the captain... Oh, and her too, most likely, but that was beside the point. A weapon had no feelings. It did not care how others saw it. No shame, no hesitation. ...So she quietly told herself anyway, repeating the lines like a mantra inside her head.
Like most Zoans, Yumiko was much taller and bulkier in her transformed state. Fortunately, having the physical build a furry noodle meant that she could pass through any hole big enough for her head. She deftly slipped through the doorway and stopped in front of the newcomer. Her piercing gaze studied the man carefully, from his refined physique to his strong face and odd hairstyle. Likewise, her pointed snout twitched, taking in his scent. Gun powder, standard issue shoe polish and... hair gel? A lot of hair gel. His name reminded her of home.
Ryoichi’s salute and greeting was acknowledged with a firm nod. “‘Tis an honor to meet thee.” Her voice was a deep and gravelly growl, further shattering the image of a young, beautiful woman. The rather manly musk clinging to her certainly didn’t help either... Someone was in for a shock or two quite soon. She dipped her head down, bowing deeply. “I am Yumiko, the captain’s humble servant.” Actually, she wanted to call herself a samurai, a swordswoman and a proud vassal in the service of her lord, but... No, she was not worthy. And the master often got strange when she called him that, so...
Speaking of whom...
Yumiko’s gaze strayed onto the man who had so brazenly dragged her into this highly improper situation. She was not the type to believe in accidents. Nay, her master was a brilliant and cunning strategist. There was definitely a reason behind this. A punishment...? Or a lesson, perhaps? Either way, she had no choice but to accept it. “Master.” She started gruffly. Her throat was still as dry as a sandpit. Suddenly she dropped onto the floor, bowing her head as low as was physically possible. “Would thou please hear mine selfish request?” She was struggling to find the proper words to describe her... problem.
Like most Zoans, Yumiko was much taller and bulkier in her transformed state. Fortunately, having the physical build a furry noodle meant that she could pass through any hole big enough for her head. She deftly slipped through the doorway and stopped in front of the newcomer. Her piercing gaze studied the man carefully, from his refined physique to his strong face and odd hairstyle. Likewise, her pointed snout twitched, taking in his scent. Gun powder, standard issue shoe polish and... hair gel? A lot of hair gel. His name reminded her of home.
Ryoichi’s salute and greeting was acknowledged with a firm nod. “‘Tis an honor to meet thee.” Her voice was a deep and gravelly growl, further shattering the image of a young, beautiful woman. The rather manly musk clinging to her certainly didn’t help either... Someone was in for a shock or two quite soon. She dipped her head down, bowing deeply. “I am Yumiko, the captain’s humble servant.” Actually, she wanted to call herself a samurai, a swordswoman and a proud vassal in the service of her lord, but... No, she was not worthy. And the master often got strange when she called him that, so...
Speaking of whom...
Yumiko’s gaze strayed onto the man who had so brazenly dragged her into this highly improper situation. She was not the type to believe in accidents. Nay, her master was a brilliant and cunning strategist. There was definitely a reason behind this. A punishment...? Or a lesson, perhaps? Either way, she had no choice but to accept it. “Master.” She started gruffly. Her throat was still as dry as a sandpit. Suddenly she dropped onto the floor, bowing her head as low as was physically possible. “Would thou please hear mine selfish request?” She was struggling to find the proper words to describe her... problem.
- Anton La'croix
- [tracker=/t544-anton-la-croix#2124]
Name : Anton La'croix
Epithet : Screaming Grasshopper
Age : 23
Height : 5'9''
Weight : 186lb
Species/Tribe : Human
Faction : Marine
World Position : Rear Admiral
Crew : The Guardian Knights
Ship : The Grand Steamer
Crew Role : Captain
Devil Fruit : Bug-Bug Fruit, Model: Grasshopper
Quality Score : S
EXP Bonus : +0.20 (to all allies)
Income Bonus : +0.15 (from world position); +0.16 (from turf); +0.20 (to all allies)
Balance : [bel] 1,472,069,543
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Posts : 650
Re: [Social] Island Establishment
Mon Dec 21, 2020 12:52 am
Something was off about this situation. Something gnawing at the back of Anton's mind. But for the life of him he couldn't think of what. He tried to push aside the uneasy feeling as he looked back to Ryoichi. [Colir=#006600]"So anyway, we're currently working on rebuilding and reestablishing this island as both marine base and a place to live. I'm sure we can find something for you to do while you're here."[/color]
Then Yumiko, bowing before him, made mention of a request. Anton blinked. "Erm, of course. What can I do...for..."
Then it hit him, and Anton went pale. She wasn't wearing her kimono. She wasn't wearing anything. Yumiko washere, before him, completely naked! No wonder she was in her beast form. Her fur was the only thing covering her modesty.
And Anton had brought her in before a new member of the crew in this state! The fool! The idiot!
Anton tried to hide his embarrassment. "But first," he said, carefully removing his coat and draping it over her form. The coat would be big enough to cover her, should she revert to her human form. "I appreciate your dedication to your training, but please try to look after yourself. You'll catch a cold in this weather." And in a voice soft enough for only her ears to pick up he whispered, "I'm so so sorry!"
He looked over at Ryoichi, smiling sheepishly. "Yumiko's incredibly dedicated to this crew, and myself. I swear, I sometimes feel unworthy of such devotion."
Then Yumiko, bowing before him, made mention of a request. Anton blinked. "Erm, of course. What can I do...for..."
Then it hit him, and Anton went pale. She wasn't wearing her kimono. She wasn't wearing anything. Yumiko washere, before him, completely naked! No wonder she was in her beast form. Her fur was the only thing covering her modesty.
And Anton had brought her in before a new member of the crew in this state! The fool! The idiot!
Anton tried to hide his embarrassment. "But first," he said, carefully removing his coat and draping it over her form. The coat would be big enough to cover her, should she revert to her human form. "I appreciate your dedication to your training, but please try to look after yourself. You'll catch a cold in this weather." And in a voice soft enough for only her ears to pick up he whispered, "I'm so so sorry!"
He looked over at Ryoichi, smiling sheepishly. "Yumiko's incredibly dedicated to this crew, and myself. I swear, I sometimes feel unworthy of such devotion."
- Ryoichi Ayugai
- [tracker=/t1576-ryoichi-ayugai#8716]
Name : Ryoichi Ayugai
Epithet : The Boxing Bear
Age : 22
Height : 6 feet 1 inch (1.85m)
Weight : 198 lbs (95kg)
Species/Tribe : Human
Faction : Marines
Crew : Blue Fist Academy
Ship : SSS Rocky
Marine Rank : Rear Admiral
Crew Role : Grandmaster
Devil Fruit : Kuma-Kuma no Mi (Bear-Bear Fruit) Model: Polar Bear
Quality Score : A
EXP Bonus : +0.20 (to all allies)
Income Bonus : +0.15 (Rear Admiral); 0.20 (to all allies)
Crew Pool : [bel=u] 50,000,000
Balance : [bel] 485,600,807
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Re: [Social] Island Establishment
Mon Dec 21, 2020 6:01 am
Ryoichi nods his head as he listened to Anton. "Very well, I shall wait for further instructions and act accordingly." he responded to Anton's remark about finding something to do for him. When Yumiko asked to talk with Anton, he stayed silent, listening to them. It didn't seem to be a private matter, so he just remained to stand there, otherwise, he probably would've been asked to step out from the office.
The chat seemed to be going on fine and seemed to be quite normal. All he heard was about a person being so dedicated to her assigned duty that she seems to have put some harm on her own way. His eyes however squinted. Despite the lack of training with his own Zoan form, his animalistic instincts and senses kicked in a bit, hearing only the last 'sorry' from Anton's whisper. That lead him to squint his eyes a bit in a slight curiosity while the two were distracted with talking. Why is he sorry? What had happened?
He shrugged to himself, it highly likely ain't even his business and he should not put his nose in other businesses. In this case, he just couldn't help it. He focused once more on Anton's talk when it was dedicated to him. he nodded his head once more in response to Anton's remark about Yumiko. "Dedication and loyalty are valuable traits in our line of work. I am more than happy to see this in our crew."
The chat seemed to be going on fine and seemed to be quite normal. All he heard was about a person being so dedicated to her assigned duty that she seems to have put some harm on her own way. His eyes however squinted. Despite the lack of training with his own Zoan form, his animalistic instincts and senses kicked in a bit, hearing only the last 'sorry' from Anton's whisper. That lead him to squint his eyes a bit in a slight curiosity while the two were distracted with talking. Why is he sorry? What had happened?
He shrugged to himself, it highly likely ain't even his business and he should not put his nose in other businesses. In this case, he just couldn't help it. He focused once more on Anton's talk when it was dedicated to him. he nodded his head once more in response to Anton's remark about Yumiko. "Dedication and loyalty are valuable traits in our line of work. I am more than happy to see this in our crew."
- Yumiko
- [tracker=/t1347-yumiko#7408]
Name : Yumiko
Epithet : Kamaitachi
Age : 28
Height : 5'5'' / 165 cm
Weight : 128 lbs. / 58 kg
Species/Tribe : Human
Faction : Civilian
Devil Fruit : Ita Ita no Mi, Model: Kamaitachi
Bounty : [bel=r] 10,000,012
Quality Score : S
EXP Bonus : +0.20 (to all allies)
Balance : [bel] 2,916,996,298
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Re: [Social] Island Establishment
Mon Dec 21, 2020 7:58 am
Today was a day of interruptions, it seemed. While Anton seemed to trail off with the permission, Yumiko was desperate enough to take it as permission granted anyway. “Sir, I would like to-” However, she barely got a couple words in when he stopped her. Never the type to speak on top of others, she could only wait and listen. The apology was met with confusion. “Sir...?” The sensation of something being draped over her felt all too familiar. As did this scent. She raised her head slowly. Carefully. Being a flexible creature, she managed to twist her head back just enough to see the white coat.
...His coat.
The weasel woman’s eyes widened and jaw dropped. Somehow, he blush burned luminescent enough to shine through her white fur. T-t-t-this was his coat! The sacred cloth only superiors were allowed to wear! Having it on her broke at least five different rules of the Marine Code. Left utterly speechless by the scandalous gesture, she couldn’t even get out a proper protest. Her paws swiped towards it, only to come to a screeching halt mere inches away from the fabric. She stared at her massive claws in ever growing panic. It was true that a blade could cut through stone, yet leave paper untouched, if the wielder was skilled enough... But she was not focused enough for that!
Luckily, the First Mate wasn’t alone in this situation. Her gaze darted around the room, until they found her new ally. “Sir Ryoichi!” The commanding growl demanded his attention. Since she was just a Petty Officer by rank though, she could not actually command the man. Instead, she rapidly scuttled towards him and begged for his assistance with no small amount of desperation in her tone. “Please remove the Captain’s sacred jacket and brush it before mine filthy fur sullies it! Quickly!” As for why she didn’t simply transform back and do all that herself... Well, it was a fair question. Why indeed?
...His coat.
The weasel woman’s eyes widened and jaw dropped. Somehow, he blush burned luminescent enough to shine through her white fur. T-t-t-this was his coat! The sacred cloth only superiors were allowed to wear! Having it on her broke at least five different rules of the Marine Code. Left utterly speechless by the scandalous gesture, she couldn’t even get out a proper protest. Her paws swiped towards it, only to come to a screeching halt mere inches away from the fabric. She stared at her massive claws in ever growing panic. It was true that a blade could cut through stone, yet leave paper untouched, if the wielder was skilled enough... But she was not focused enough for that!
Luckily, the First Mate wasn’t alone in this situation. Her gaze darted around the room, until they found her new ally. “Sir Ryoichi!” The commanding growl demanded his attention. Since she was just a Petty Officer by rank though, she could not actually command the man. Instead, she rapidly scuttled towards him and begged for his assistance with no small amount of desperation in her tone. “Please remove the Captain’s sacred jacket and brush it before mine filthy fur sullies it! Quickly!” As for why she didn’t simply transform back and do all that herself... Well, it was a fair question. Why indeed?
- Anton La'croix
- [tracker=/t544-anton-la-croix#2124]
Name : Anton La'croix
Epithet : Screaming Grasshopper
Age : 23
Height : 5'9''
Weight : 186lb
Species/Tribe : Human
Faction : Marine
World Position : Rear Admiral
Crew : The Guardian Knights
Ship : The Grand Steamer
Crew Role : Captain
Devil Fruit : Bug-Bug Fruit, Model: Grasshopper
Quality Score : S
EXP Bonus : +0.20 (to all allies)
Income Bonus : +0.15 (from world position); +0.16 (from turf); +0.20 (to all allies)
Balance : [bel] 1,472,069,543
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Posts : 650
Re: [Social] Island Establishment
Tue Dec 22, 2020 2:52 am
Oh dear. Anton recognized that look, even on the face of a giant weasel. He remembered her reaction to his coat when they were stuck in the cave, though this time it was serving a bigger purpose than just as a blanket. Though it seemed Yumiko didn't care about that, quickly ordering Ryoichi to remove the coat from her.
"Belay that order!" Anton quickly responded, before rounding onto Yumiko. He was the superior officer dammit! It was time he took charge. "Yumiko, while I wouldn't consider you filthy, the coat can be cleaned regardless. In the meantime, you are to keep that coat on until your replacement uniform is ready. Speaking of which..."
Anton reached for the Den Den Mushi on his desk, quickly dialing the number and picking up the receiver. "Stocks here." "This is Anton La'croix. Is Yumiko's replacement uniform ready?" "Sir! Yes sir!" "Good. Bring it to my office immediately."
He set down the receiver, staring at his two subordinates, just daring either of them to say something. After the fiasco that was last night, he was in no mood for this.
"Belay that order!" Anton quickly responded, before rounding onto Yumiko. He was the superior officer dammit! It was time he took charge. "Yumiko, while I wouldn't consider you filthy, the coat can be cleaned regardless. In the meantime, you are to keep that coat on until your replacement uniform is ready. Speaking of which..."
Anton reached for the Den Den Mushi on his desk, quickly dialing the number and picking up the receiver. "Stocks here." "This is Anton La'croix. Is Yumiko's replacement uniform ready?" "Sir! Yes sir!" "Good. Bring it to my office immediately."
He set down the receiver, staring at his two subordinates, just daring either of them to say something. After the fiasco that was last night, he was in no mood for this.
- Ryoichi Ayugai
- [tracker=/t1576-ryoichi-ayugai#8716]
Name : Ryoichi Ayugai
Epithet : The Boxing Bear
Age : 22
Height : 6 feet 1 inch (1.85m)
Weight : 198 lbs (95kg)
Species/Tribe : Human
Faction : Marines
Crew : Blue Fist Academy
Ship : SSS Rocky
Marine Rank : Rear Admiral
Crew Role : Grandmaster
Devil Fruit : Kuma-Kuma no Mi (Bear-Bear Fruit) Model: Polar Bear
Quality Score : A
EXP Bonus : +0.20 (to all allies)
Income Bonus : +0.15 (Rear Admiral); 0.20 (to all allies)
Crew Pool : [bel=u] 50,000,000
Balance : [bel] 485,600,807
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Posts : 316
Re: [Social] Island Establishment
Tue Dec 22, 2020 4:32 am
He just stood there, confusion on his face. Ryoichi had no idea what to respond to what Yumiko had just said. While he was perfectly aware that she, who ain't a rear admiral herself, should not be wearing the cloak of a rear admiral, he also knew though that Anton had placed it on her. While confused why he would do that, he felt he should respect Yumiko's request to remove the cloak from her weasel self.
As he moved the hands away from behind his back, just as he was about to grab ahold of the cloak to remove it from her, trying to do so as carefully as he could... He was put on a hard stop. The order was given by his superior. His hands stayed there for a second, about a centimeter away from the cloak's reach. What the hell is going on? Someone make up their mind! His hands moved back where they were initially, looking at Anton and Yumiko the weasel, letting out a heavy sigh. How can a first meet up after a while be this messy?
Ryoichi's confusion was soon eased up a bit when Anton spoke into the den den mushi. He blinked at him, and then at Yumiko. Uniform, for her, wait a minute? He eyed Yumiko up and down, his eyes widen a bit. "Oh... Oh... oooooooooh.." as he had realized it finally. The zoan form of her was to hide her original, yet naked body... But why is she naked in Anton's office? He couldn't help but very so slightly blush himself at that encounter. While in his head, his imagination ran a bit wild, he was still quite focused on the fact that this is still a business at hand, not some free time chatter. "If you'd like, I can take my leave?" he asked from the two. Clearly, the situation seemed to be delicate, feeling that he should not be here at the moment.
As he moved the hands away from behind his back, just as he was about to grab ahold of the cloak to remove it from her, trying to do so as carefully as he could... He was put on a hard stop. The order was given by his superior. His hands stayed there for a second, about a centimeter away from the cloak's reach. What the hell is going on? Someone make up their mind! His hands moved back where they were initially, looking at Anton and Yumiko the weasel, letting out a heavy sigh. How can a first meet up after a while be this messy?
Ryoichi's confusion was soon eased up a bit when Anton spoke into the den den mushi. He blinked at him, and then at Yumiko. Uniform, for her, wait a minute? He eyed Yumiko up and down, his eyes widen a bit. "Oh... Oh... oooooooooh.." as he had realized it finally. The zoan form of her was to hide her original, yet naked body... But why is she naked in Anton's office? He couldn't help but very so slightly blush himself at that encounter. While in his head, his imagination ran a bit wild, he was still quite focused on the fact that this is still a business at hand, not some free time chatter. "If you'd like, I can take my leave?" he asked from the two. Clearly, the situation seemed to be delicate, feeling that he should not be here at the moment.
- Yumiko
- [tracker=/t1347-yumiko#7408]
Name : Yumiko
Epithet : Kamaitachi
Age : 28
Height : 5'5'' / 165 cm
Weight : 128 lbs. / 58 kg
Species/Tribe : Human
Faction : Civilian
Devil Fruit : Ita Ita no Mi, Model: Kamaitachi
Bounty : [bel=r] 10,000,012
Quality Score : S
EXP Bonus : +0.20 (to all allies)
Balance : [bel] 2,916,996,298
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Re: [Social] Island Establishment
Tue Dec 22, 2020 5:33 am
Much to Yumiko’s immense relief, her reliable ally understood the situation and moved to help her. Unfortunately, her request for assistance was overruled by the commanding officer. Despite having sharp hearing, she couldn’t believe her ears. “Sir?!” His words made it clear that he had completely misunderstood her worry. Glancing between her superior and her ally, she teetered between shock and desperation. Hearing Anton order a new uniform was almost as bad as hearing Ryoichi clearly put the puzzle pieces together. While she had been naked thus far, only now she felt exposed. The mental mantra did nothing against the intense shame boiling inside her.
Like most soldiers, when faced with a shocking situation, the weasel woman reverted to her basic training. That was the point of such training after all. In this case, it called for delivering her report as clearly as possible. Or request rather. She dropped back into a deep dogeza, a bow familiar to her home country. “Sir, I would like to take a bath in thy personal quarters, sir!” Her shout rang so clear that probably half the mansion heard it...
Reeling back the volume, the wounded marine tried her best to explain. “I fully understand that such luxuries are beyond my rank, but I truly am filthy.” Desperation shook her voice. “So I beg of thee, sir! I will do anything! Just please allow me this one selfish request!” She knew full well that what she was asking was outrageous, wanting to waste valuable resources like that on a recently conquered island. Not to even mention the scandal of a mere low-rank soldier using something other than the communal showers. Luckily, she quickly thought of a solution. “If thou need me to conserve water, we can all bathe together!” That would solve the water problem that may or may not have been just inside her head. It also created a whole new set of problems.
Like most soldiers, when faced with a shocking situation, the weasel woman reverted to her basic training. That was the point of such training after all. In this case, it called for delivering her report as clearly as possible. Or request rather. She dropped back into a deep dogeza, a bow familiar to her home country. “Sir, I would like to take a bath in thy personal quarters, sir!” Her shout rang so clear that probably half the mansion heard it...
Reeling back the volume, the wounded marine tried her best to explain. “I fully understand that such luxuries are beyond my rank, but I truly am filthy.” Desperation shook her voice. “So I beg of thee, sir! I will do anything! Just please allow me this one selfish request!” She knew full well that what she was asking was outrageous, wanting to waste valuable resources like that on a recently conquered island. Not to even mention the scandal of a mere low-rank soldier using something other than the communal showers. Luckily, she quickly thought of a solution. “If thou need me to conserve water, we can all bathe together!” That would solve the water problem that may or may not have been just inside her head. It also created a whole new set of problems.
- Anton La'croix
- [tracker=/t544-anton-la-croix#2124]
Name : Anton La'croix
Epithet : Screaming Grasshopper
Age : 23
Height : 5'9''
Weight : 186lb
Species/Tribe : Human
Faction : Marine
World Position : Rear Admiral
Crew : The Guardian Knights
Ship : The Grand Steamer
Crew Role : Captain
Devil Fruit : Bug-Bug Fruit, Model: Grasshopper
Quality Score : S
EXP Bonus : +0.20 (to all allies)
Income Bonus : +0.15 (from world position); +0.16 (from turf); +0.20 (to all allies)
Balance : [bel] 1,472,069,543
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Posts : 650
Re: [Social] Island Establishment
Thu Dec 24, 2020 12:29 am
And just like that, a solution presented itself. Anton let out a small sigh, partially out of relief. If he had just kept his mouth shut, this whole issue would have resolved without issue. Learn Anton!
"Yumiko, you are the second in command of this crew. Of course you can go bathe in your quarters." he reached down to gently remove the coat from her, hoping to ease the mental burden she was heaping onto herself.
As he moved to sit down, a thought occured to him. "Yumiko, before you go. There's something we need to talk about." He glanced at Ryoichi. It was good he was here to witness this. "Your rank. I think Petty Officer is a rank unworthy of a samurai of your calibur, especially one who's to be my second in command." He knew how much Yumiko valued the title. He was making sure to refer to her as such. He couldn't keep the smile off of his face. "And so, with Mr. Ryoichi here as a witness, I am promoting you to the rank of Commander. Congratulations."
"Yumiko, you are the second in command of this crew. Of course you can go bathe in your quarters." he reached down to gently remove the coat from her, hoping to ease the mental burden she was heaping onto herself.
As he moved to sit down, a thought occured to him. "Yumiko, before you go. There's something we need to talk about." He glanced at Ryoichi. It was good he was here to witness this. "Your rank. I think Petty Officer is a rank unworthy of a samurai of your calibur, especially one who's to be my second in command." He knew how much Yumiko valued the title. He was making sure to refer to her as such. He couldn't keep the smile off of his face. "And so, with Mr. Ryoichi here as a witness, I am promoting you to the rank of Commander. Congratulations."
- Ryoichi Ayugai
- [tracker=/t1576-ryoichi-ayugai#8716]
Name : Ryoichi Ayugai
Epithet : The Boxing Bear
Age : 22
Height : 6 feet 1 inch (1.85m)
Weight : 198 lbs (95kg)
Species/Tribe : Human
Faction : Marines
Crew : Blue Fist Academy
Ship : SSS Rocky
Marine Rank : Rear Admiral
Crew Role : Grandmaster
Devil Fruit : Kuma-Kuma no Mi (Bear-Bear Fruit) Model: Polar Bear
Quality Score : A
EXP Bonus : +0.20 (to all allies)
Income Bonus : +0.15 (Rear Admiral); 0.20 (to all allies)
Crew Pool : [bel=u] 50,000,000
Balance : [bel] 485,600,807
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Re: [Social] Island Establishment
Thu Dec 24, 2020 5:13 am
Ryoichi once again just stood there, listening to Yumiko's plea to use the local bathing area. He saw nothing wrong with it. Marine work can be filthy, and everyone deserves a bath once in a while. Despite having a strict duty policy developed by Ryoichi himself, he couldn't help but blush a bit at what came up as a suggestion next.
'B...Bathe... Together? On our first meeting?' he thought to himself. The thought began to run in his head, as well the imaginary scenario, and not to mention, a man's imagination about Yumiko herself, hopefully not in her Weasel state. After a few moments of fantasizing to himself, he swiftly moves his hand while Anton and Yumiko were distracted with each other, to slap his own cheek to snap out of it all. IT WAS HIGHLY INAPPROPRIATE.
His attention went back to the matter at hand, the current duty. Luckily, his attention was grabbed by something way more appropriate. As he listened to Anton mentioning that it was good he is there right now to act as a witness, he wondered what he meant by it. His wonders got answered a few moments later.
Yumiko was promoted to the rank of Commander. As the etiquette goes, Ryoichi moved off from his 'free' stance, shifting into the proper stance. Left-arm moved back to its side, legs back together. He stood straight, and used his right hand, to give a salute to Yumiko. "Congratulations! Commander Yumiko!" was heard around the room. A proper congratulation it was from Ryoichi himself. It is always nice to see someone rise in ranks, and seemingly, a very deserving person at that.
'B...Bathe... Together? On our first meeting?' he thought to himself. The thought began to run in his head, as well the imaginary scenario, and not to mention, a man's imagination about Yumiko herself, hopefully not in her Weasel state. After a few moments of fantasizing to himself, he swiftly moves his hand while Anton and Yumiko were distracted with each other, to slap his own cheek to snap out of it all. IT WAS HIGHLY INAPPROPRIATE.
His attention went back to the matter at hand, the current duty. Luckily, his attention was grabbed by something way more appropriate. As he listened to Anton mentioning that it was good he is there right now to act as a witness, he wondered what he meant by it. His wonders got answered a few moments later.
Yumiko was promoted to the rank of Commander. As the etiquette goes, Ryoichi moved off from his 'free' stance, shifting into the proper stance. Left-arm moved back to its side, legs back together. He stood straight, and used his right hand, to give a salute to Yumiko. "Congratulations! Commander Yumiko!" was heard around the room. A proper congratulation it was from Ryoichi himself. It is always nice to see someone rise in ranks, and seemingly, a very deserving person at that.
- Yumiko
- [tracker=/t1347-yumiko#7408]
Name : Yumiko
Epithet : Kamaitachi
Age : 28
Height : 5'5'' / 165 cm
Weight : 128 lbs. / 58 kg
Species/Tribe : Human
Faction : Civilian
Devil Fruit : Ita Ita no Mi, Model: Kamaitachi
Bounty : [bel=r] 10,000,012
Quality Score : S
EXP Bonus : +0.20 (to all allies)
Balance : [bel] 2,916,996,298
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Posts : 492
Re: [Social] Island Establishment
Mon Dec 28, 2020 3:07 am
During moments of desperation, people often said too much. As soon as Yumiko had blurted out her questionable suggestion, she realized it might get taken the wrong way. In the corner of her vision, she spotted Sir Ryoichi blushing. This in turn further fueled the furnace of embarrassment burning within her chest. The glow on her cheeks was growing brighter. She opened her mouth, but words refused to come out. What could she even say without making this worse? Fortunately, Anton took care of that. With kind words and a gentle gesture to go with them, he removed the burned from her shoulders. ...Wait, your quarters? She must have misheard, because her personal quarters were... modest. Befitting of a weapon. She didn’t have her own bath. D-did this mean that the master just gave her permission to share his quarters?! The scandalous thought painted her white features bright pink.
However, soon the Rear Admiral gave the Petty Officer something else to think about. Honestly, rank wasn’t something she often considered. Hers had been frozen ever since... the incident... involving Captain Hoggish. “Sir...?” Before she could voice her numerous concerns, he called her... a samurai. Such a simple word could mean so much, depending on who said it. To her, the words of a superior were absolute. Yet this time they sparked a flash of pain, reminiscent of a firework going off inside her head. Her expression twitched. She grit her teeth. Grim words crawled from the murky depths of her memory.
However, soon the Rear Admiral gave the Petty Officer something else to think about. Honestly, rank wasn’t something she often considered. Hers had been frozen ever since... the incident... involving Captain Hoggish. “Sir...?” Before she could voice her numerous concerns, he called her... a samurai. Such a simple word could mean so much, depending on who said it. To her, the words of a superior were absolute. Yet this time they sparked a flash of pain, reminiscent of a firework going off inside her head. Her expression twitched. She grit her teeth. Grim words crawled from the murky depths of her memory.
A͇̬̞̦͈̺ ̨͍w̢o̹̗ͅma̮͇̺̞͖͍͈n̛̟ ̠͉̻̬͉͚
͉̤͓͘c҉̰̙͖a͔͇̱̘̮̳̤͠n͇͖͔n̫͚̫̥̺̗o̠t͈̣̤͈̥́ ̥̫̺̭̝ͅbé̳̫͕̮͓̠ ̛̙͚̪̤
͎͖a̞̞͔͖͇̱͘ͅ ̣̜̠s͎a͙͢m͇̖̗͘ͅu͉̜͉̟r̛̫̖̠͓̥̮a̜̯̯̦̻̘̘i̸̜̩̥̭̰̣͕.̥̹̞͞.̛̦̝̘ͅ.͏̲̟̠͍͇
Yumiko clutched her aching head. Why...? Why did that sound so familiar? Yet trying to recognize the voice only made the pounding pain worse. She returned to reality in the middle of congratulations. Bewildered, she glanced around. “C-commander...?” But... She was not allowed... No, she had to fix this immediately. “S-sir, with all due respect...” And the rest of the words died on her tongue. For reasons she couldn’t explain, she didn’t want to correct him. To tell him that she couldn’t possibly accept this. He might get into trouble because of her...
Just then, the office door flew open.
...A pasty, pimply Cabin Boy stood awkwardly at attention. In his scrawny arms he clutched a neatly folded set of clothes. He piped up with a nasally voice. “Um, excuse me. I mean, reporting. I mean, here are the clothes you orde-” His clumsy report was cut short when the weasel woman suddenly snatched the clothes from him and bolted down the hallway. After the pasty boy recovered from the shock, his shoulders sagged weakly. “Oh geez, not again...” He hurried to salute the Rear Admiral. “Uh, I-I’ll go get those right back Mr. Rear Admiral Sir!” Without giving him a moment to explain, he rushed after the fleeing beast.
Just then, the office door flew open.
...A pasty, pimply Cabin Boy stood awkwardly at attention. In his scrawny arms he clutched a neatly folded set of clothes. He piped up with a nasally voice. “Um, excuse me. I mean, reporting. I mean, here are the clothes you orde-” His clumsy report was cut short when the weasel woman suddenly snatched the clothes from him and bolted down the hallway. After the pasty boy recovered from the shock, his shoulders sagged weakly. “Oh geez, not again...” He hurried to salute the Rear Admiral. “Uh, I-I’ll go get those right back Mr. Rear Admiral Sir!” Without giving him a moment to explain, he rushed after the fleeing beast.
- Anton La'croix
- [tracker=/t544-anton-la-croix#2124]
Name : Anton La'croix
Epithet : Screaming Grasshopper
Age : 23
Height : 5'9''
Weight : 186lb
Species/Tribe : Human
Faction : Marine
World Position : Rear Admiral
Crew : The Guardian Knights
Ship : The Grand Steamer
Crew Role : Captain
Devil Fruit : Bug-Bug Fruit, Model: Grasshopper
Quality Score : S
EXP Bonus : +0.20 (to all allies)
Income Bonus : +0.15 (from world position); +0.16 (from turf); +0.20 (to all allies)
Balance : [bel] 1,472,069,543
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Posts : 650
Re: [Social] Island Establishment
Wed Dec 30, 2020 12:07 am
As Anton saw the flash of pain that crossed Yumiko's face, a look of concern appeared on Anton's. Had he said something wrong? Before he could say anything, they were interrupted by the arrival of one of their subordinates. What was his name? Seaman Bowman? Anton had taken the time to learn the names of all under his command.
Suddenly, Yumiko was on the young man, before taking off with her clothes, with Bowman taking off after her. Guess someone didn't get the memo that the clothes were for the weasel lady that just took them.
Anton's eyes widened. A marine chasing a giant weasel would cause a lot of problems. "Wait!" Anton called out, but was too late to stop the chase. It seemed like Bowman was pretty fast on his feet. In a flash, Anton had shifted into his insectoid hybrid form, and was leaping for the door.
"Come on Ryoichi!" he called out over his shoulder as he ran out the door. Now the grasshopper had joined the chase. Would the bear join in?
Suddenly, Yumiko was on the young man, before taking off with her clothes, with Bowman taking off after her. Guess someone didn't get the memo that the clothes were for the weasel lady that just took them.
Anton's eyes widened. A marine chasing a giant weasel would cause a lot of problems. "Wait!" Anton called out, but was too late to stop the chase. It seemed like Bowman was pretty fast on his feet. In a flash, Anton had shifted into his insectoid hybrid form, and was leaping for the door.
"Come on Ryoichi!" he called out over his shoulder as he ran out the door. Now the grasshopper had joined the chase. Would the bear join in?
- Ryoichi Ayugai
- [tracker=/t1576-ryoichi-ayugai#8716]
Name : Ryoichi Ayugai
Epithet : The Boxing Bear
Age : 22
Height : 6 feet 1 inch (1.85m)
Weight : 198 lbs (95kg)
Species/Tribe : Human
Faction : Marines
Crew : Blue Fist Academy
Ship : SSS Rocky
Marine Rank : Rear Admiral
Crew Role : Grandmaster
Devil Fruit : Kuma-Kuma no Mi (Bear-Bear Fruit) Model: Polar Bear
Quality Score : A
EXP Bonus : +0.20 (to all allies)
Income Bonus : +0.15 (Rear Admiral); 0.20 (to all allies)
Crew Pool : [bel=u] 50,000,000
Balance : [bel] 485,600,807
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Posts : 316
Re: [Social] Island Establishment
Wed Dec 30, 2020 7:27 am
Ryoichi turned himself a bit as Cabin Boy entered. He took a step aside to create more room for the cabin boy to move, following with a soft head bow to greet them. Seems like the ordered clothes had finally arrived. When Yumiko had grabbed the clothes from the cabin boy who had thought the clothes were for Anton, he couldn't help, but let out a soft sigh.
If the cabin boy was quick enough to catch up, he would realize that those clothes were for the Weasel Yumiko instead, who had just rushed out from the office. "So much for discretion." was mumbled softly under the breath by Ryoichi. While he was doing so, he noticed Anton himself rushing past him. But he didn't rush off in his normal human form. Instead, he had turned himself into his Zoan form, which probably gave him extra speed.
When he had rushed past him, he received his orders from him. It seemed like Anton wanted the bear to follow. "Into what did I wrap myself now?".
He respected Anton's orders and did what he had to, rushing out from the office. The bear followed him, but not as he would have maybe expected. Ryoichi himself did not morph into a bear. He wasn't going to morph himself into a giant bear, just to chase after a weasel and a grasshopper, and endangering the building's construction along the way.
If the cabin boy was quick enough to catch up, he would realize that those clothes were for the Weasel Yumiko instead, who had just rushed out from the office. "So much for discretion." was mumbled softly under the breath by Ryoichi. While he was doing so, he noticed Anton himself rushing past him. But he didn't rush off in his normal human form. Instead, he had turned himself into his Zoan form, which probably gave him extra speed.
When he had rushed past him, he received his orders from him. It seemed like Anton wanted the bear to follow. "Into what did I wrap myself now?".
He respected Anton's orders and did what he had to, rushing out from the office. The bear followed him, but not as he would have maybe expected. Ryoichi himself did not morph into a bear. He wasn't going to morph himself into a giant bear, just to chase after a weasel and a grasshopper, and endangering the building's construction along the way.
- Yumiko
- [tracker=/t1347-yumiko#7408]
Name : Yumiko
Epithet : Kamaitachi
Age : 28
Height : 5'5'' / 165 cm
Weight : 128 lbs. / 58 kg
Species/Tribe : Human
Faction : Civilian
Devil Fruit : Ita Ita no Mi, Model: Kamaitachi
Bounty : [bel=r] 10,000,012
Quality Score : S
EXP Bonus : +0.20 (to all allies)
Balance : [bel] 2,916,996,298
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Posts : 492
Re: [Social] Island Establishment
Wed Dec 30, 2020 8:26 am
Yumiko rushed through the corridor as fast as her four legs could carry. ...Which wasn’t all that fast, honestly. She galloped awkwardly, swaying with each step. To no one’s surprise, suffering from bad wounds and even worse hangover left her a little sluggish. Hot on her tail was the duty-driven Cabin Boy. Fueled by a hearty breakfast of chips and energy drinks, he was quickly gaining on the weasel woman. “Wait up! Huff huff... Those aren’t yours!” His breath wheezed like a train whistle between the words. The chase was on and only dramatic music was missing.
Rounding a corner, the weasel nearly ran right into a couple of marines carrying a couch. There was a series of thuds, a heavy crash and finally by a blood-curdling curse when a poor soul’s toes got squashed. However, it didn’t slow her down much, as she slammed against a wall and scampered away. Her teeth clung tightly onto the clothes. Same applied to the relentless chaser. Agile like an anorexic monkey, he cleared the hurdle with only minor stumbling. Similar sounds echoed throughout the building. Crashes, thuds and yelps. The trail of chaos was easy to follow.
By now, the Cabin Boy happened to glance over his shoulder to see Anton giving chase as well. “Huff, huff... Uh, Mister Rear Admiral Sir, I have a question!” He narrowly avoided running into a guy carrying a cement sack. “Why do you need women’s clothes anyway?” Maybe not the best time for such questions, but it had been bugging him ever since he got the order. “Because the assistant quartermaster bet five kitchen duties that you secretly like crossdressing.” There was a pause, just long enough for the realization to sink in. “Oh, but I wasn’t supposed to tell you. Oh geez...” But he needed to know! Five kitchen duties, man!
Meanwhile, Yumiko finally reached the stairs leading down to the foyer ...Only to trip on the first step and go tumbling down like a living snowball. She bowled over a couple more marines, scattering boxes of rations onto the floor. Her eyes resembled spinning spirals for a good moment there. Struggling to get back onto her feet, she looked around desperately. The clothes! Where did the clothes go?! Unfortunately for her, the crash had also scattered her outfit all across the staircase and the large foyer. Kimono, hakama, underwear and more... One piece here, another there and the rest who knows where.
Rounding a corner, the weasel nearly ran right into a couple of marines carrying a couch. There was a series of thuds, a heavy crash and finally by a blood-curdling curse when a poor soul’s toes got squashed. However, it didn’t slow her down much, as she slammed against a wall and scampered away. Her teeth clung tightly onto the clothes. Same applied to the relentless chaser. Agile like an anorexic monkey, he cleared the hurdle with only minor stumbling. Similar sounds echoed throughout the building. Crashes, thuds and yelps. The trail of chaos was easy to follow.
By now, the Cabin Boy happened to glance over his shoulder to see Anton giving chase as well. “Huff, huff... Uh, Mister Rear Admiral Sir, I have a question!” He narrowly avoided running into a guy carrying a cement sack. “Why do you need women’s clothes anyway?” Maybe not the best time for such questions, but it had been bugging him ever since he got the order. “Because the assistant quartermaster bet five kitchen duties that you secretly like crossdressing.” There was a pause, just long enough for the realization to sink in. “Oh, but I wasn’t supposed to tell you. Oh geez...” But he needed to know! Five kitchen duties, man!
Meanwhile, Yumiko finally reached the stairs leading down to the foyer ...Only to trip on the first step and go tumbling down like a living snowball. She bowled over a couple more marines, scattering boxes of rations onto the floor. Her eyes resembled spinning spirals for a good moment there. Struggling to get back onto her feet, she looked around desperately. The clothes! Where did the clothes go?! Unfortunately for her, the crash had also scattered her outfit all across the staircase and the large foyer. Kimono, hakama, underwear and more... One piece here, another there and the rest who knows where.
- Anton La'croix
- [tracker=/t544-anton-la-croix#2124]
Name : Anton La'croix
Epithet : Screaming Grasshopper
Age : 23
Height : 5'9''
Weight : 186lb
Species/Tribe : Human
Faction : Marine
World Position : Rear Admiral
Crew : The Guardian Knights
Ship : The Grand Steamer
Crew Role : Captain
Devil Fruit : Bug-Bug Fruit, Model: Grasshopper
Quality Score : S
EXP Bonus : +0.20 (to all allies)
Income Bonus : +0.15 (from world position); +0.16 (from turf); +0.20 (to all allies)
Balance : [bel] 1,472,069,543
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Re: [Social] Island Establishment
Tue Jan 05, 2021 12:09 am
Seaman Bowman's rather shocking enquiry caused Anton to freeze from surprise. Unfortunately, he did so mid stride, the forward momentum causing him to trip over his own legs and spiral out of control, rolling along the stones before slamming into the wall as the corridor turned.
Anton laid there for a moment, stunned as his mind tried to catch up with everything. Crossdressing? Did his crew actually think he did that? This had all started out so peaceful too. Now not only was his second in command running aroundnude, chased by other marines, but h ed learned people thought he was a cross dresser.
When Anton sprung to his feet, the rear admiral was fueled by righteous fury.
"THE CLOTHES ARE NOT MINE!!!"
Anton took off down the hall like an enraged insectoid bullet.
Anton laid there for a moment, stunned as his mind tried to catch up with everything. Crossdressing? Did his crew actually think he did that? This had all started out so peaceful too. Now not only was his second in command running aroundnude, chased by other marines, but h ed learned people thought he was a cross dresser.
When Anton sprung to his feet, the rear admiral was fueled by righteous fury.
"THE CLOTHES ARE NOT MINE!!!"
Anton took off down the hall like an enraged insectoid bullet.
- Ryoichi Ayugai
- [tracker=/t1576-ryoichi-ayugai#8716]
Name : Ryoichi Ayugai
Epithet : The Boxing Bear
Age : 22
Height : 6 feet 1 inch (1.85m)
Weight : 198 lbs (95kg)
Species/Tribe : Human
Faction : Marines
Crew : Blue Fist Academy
Ship : SSS Rocky
Marine Rank : Rear Admiral
Crew Role : Grandmaster
Devil Fruit : Kuma-Kuma no Mi (Bear-Bear Fruit) Model: Polar Bear
Quality Score : A
EXP Bonus : +0.20 (to all allies)
Income Bonus : +0.15 (Rear Admiral); 0.20 (to all allies)
Crew Pool : [bel=u] 50,000,000
Balance : [bel] 485,600,807
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Re: [Social] Island Establishment
Tue Jan 05, 2021 10:26 am
(Ilustrative picture of Ryoichi doing his best, to hold back his laughter)
The chase was on! Ryoichi doing his best to keep up with Anton, and ahead of him, Yumiko who chased after the cabin boy. While chasing after the trio, he kept thinking to himself, that how he got mixed up in this situation. It did not really have anything to do with him. What is Anton even expecting him to do when they catch up with Yumiko and the cabin boy?
What seemed to be like a serious chase, did a full a hundred and eighty twisty turn. He had overheard the cabin boy confessing about betting money on what appeared to be Anton's rumored hobby amongst other soldiers.
His running became slower. Slowing down, until it was just light walking. Facing the ground, his cheeks began to buff up, until he did a swift turn to have his back face towards the direction where the rest of the trio was running. He was fighting... Fighting really really hard... To hold back his laughter.
Having heard about the cross-dressing reminded him of the party he had attended in honor of Anton's rise in the ranks of Marines. Ryoichi himself had mistaken Anton for a girl at that party, but hearing that there are others who believe he may be a cross-dresser, was something that just tickled Ryoichi a lot in his mind. Seems like he wasn't going crazy, people really seem to believe Anton looks fairly feminine
"Come on.. Ryoichi.. Be.. polite.. He's your higher up after all.. People.. Have.. Hobbies.." he mumbled carefully to himself while hiding his laughter, trying really hard to not judge at what people like. His fighting bore some success eventually. When the trio had gotten away from the earshot, he managed to finally calm down a bit and get his act back in order. "Now.. Where did they go?" he asked himself as he turned, looking at the large hallway, proceeding to move once more to catch up with them again.
- Yumiko
- [tracker=/t1347-yumiko#7408]
Name : Yumiko
Epithet : Kamaitachi
Age : 28
Height : 5'5'' / 165 cm
Weight : 128 lbs. / 58 kg
Species/Tribe : Human
Faction : Civilian
Devil Fruit : Ita Ita no Mi, Model: Kamaitachi
Bounty : [bel=r] 10,000,012
Quality Score : S
EXP Bonus : +0.20 (to all allies)
Balance : [bel] 2,916,996,298
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Re: [Social] Island Establishment
Wed Jan 06, 2021 5:04 am
Startled by the sudden shout, the Cabin Boy slammed into another soldier and tumbled into the nearest wall. He failed to get back onto his shaky legs. “Sooo that’s a no on the crossdressing then...?” After the careful question, he pumped his fist. “I knew it.” Five kitchen duties less for him. ...Except how was he going to prove it? He needed a neutral party, someone who had heard it too. Scampering back onto his feet, he turned to the other direction... And almost immediately ran right into Ryoichi. “Oh, I’m so sorry, sir!” His recovery was hastened by a spark of hope. He chased after the boxer, waving his arms wildly. “W-wait! You heard it too, right?! T-then you prove that I won the bet!” His priorities may have shifted slightly along the way...
Yumiko, on the other hand, was busy rushing around the foyer and collecting her clothes. Unfortunately, several passing soldiers happened to come across some pieces as well. One of them picked up a small, black bundle of cloth and turned it in his hands curiously. “What’s this...?” Puzzlement slowly turned into wide-eyed realization. “Wait, are these pan-?” His words were cut short by a chill wind blowing across the room. A sudden slash tore through the air. His shirt split in two and a pained gasp escaped his lips. The black cloth vanished. All the other soldiers present froze on their tracks, each holding a piece of scattered clothing. The violent wind blew past them as well. One by one, they all collapsed from their wounds. The white weasel's silhouette appeared briefly behind them, before disappearing again.
If, or rather when, Anton reached the foyer, he would find a whole squad of injured soldiers. The sturdiest of them struggled to stand up, while clutching his chest. “Sir! We were attacked by... something...” In the background, a less formal marine helpfully clarified. “SOME INVISIBLE SHITHEAD CUT ME!” The first soldier gritted his teeth and tried to keep the report professional. “Several of us were slashed by an unseen attacker, but the injuries are minimal. The wounds don’t even bleed.” True enough, the slashes were too shallow and clean to be dangerous. ...Depending on the view. “OH GOD, IT’S LIKE A GIANT PAPER CUT! THIS IS THE WORST!” The reporting soldier concluded with the most important part. “There were no casualties.” And his loud friend clarified that too. “I WANT TO DIE!” Unfortunately his wishes were not coming true.
Meanwhile, the front door was open and pawprints led down the hill towards the harbor. The weasel woman gasped weakly as she trekked through the snow. Silently she cursed her incompetence. When her fellow soldiers had come across her... private belongings... she had panicked and... well... made a terrible mistake. Not only had she attacked her allies, but also pushed herself too far. Now her injured body protested even the tiniest motion with piercing pain. Like standing in a rain of needles. Gah, such foolishness. A weapon should not care about meaningless things. But something behind her pounding headache kept whispering that she couldn’t consider herself a weapon anymore...
Yumiko, on the other hand, was busy rushing around the foyer and collecting her clothes. Unfortunately, several passing soldiers happened to come across some pieces as well. One of them picked up a small, black bundle of cloth and turned it in his hands curiously. “What’s this...?” Puzzlement slowly turned into wide-eyed realization. “Wait, are these pan-?” His words were cut short by a chill wind blowing across the room. A sudden slash tore through the air. His shirt split in two and a pained gasp escaped his lips. The black cloth vanished. All the other soldiers present froze on their tracks, each holding a piece of scattered clothing. The violent wind blew past them as well. One by one, they all collapsed from their wounds. The white weasel's silhouette appeared briefly behind them, before disappearing again.
If, or rather when, Anton reached the foyer, he would find a whole squad of injured soldiers. The sturdiest of them struggled to stand up, while clutching his chest. “Sir! We were attacked by... something...” In the background, a less formal marine helpfully clarified. “SOME INVISIBLE SHITHEAD CUT ME!” The first soldier gritted his teeth and tried to keep the report professional. “Several of us were slashed by an unseen attacker, but the injuries are minimal. The wounds don’t even bleed.” True enough, the slashes were too shallow and clean to be dangerous. ...Depending on the view. “OH GOD, IT’S LIKE A GIANT PAPER CUT! THIS IS THE WORST!” The reporting soldier concluded with the most important part. “There were no casualties.” And his loud friend clarified that too. “I WANT TO DIE!” Unfortunately his wishes were not coming true.
Meanwhile, the front door was open and pawprints led down the hill towards the harbor. The weasel woman gasped weakly as she trekked through the snow. Silently she cursed her incompetence. When her fellow soldiers had come across her... private belongings... she had panicked and... well... made a terrible mistake. Not only had she attacked her allies, but also pushed herself too far. Now her injured body protested even the tiniest motion with piercing pain. Like standing in a rain of needles. Gah, such foolishness. A weapon should not care about meaningless things. But something behind her pounding headache kept whispering that she couldn’t consider herself a weapon anymore...
- Anton La'croix
- [tracker=/t544-anton-la-croix#2124]
Name : Anton La'croix
Epithet : Screaming Grasshopper
Age : 23
Height : 5'9''
Weight : 186lb
Species/Tribe : Human
Faction : Marine
World Position : Rear Admiral
Crew : The Guardian Knights
Ship : The Grand Steamer
Crew Role : Captain
Devil Fruit : Bug-Bug Fruit, Model: Grasshopper
Quality Score : S
EXP Bonus : +0.20 (to all allies)
Income Bonus : +0.15 (from world position); +0.16 (from turf); +0.20 (to all allies)
Balance : [bel] 1,472,069,543
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Posts : 650
Re: [Social] Island Establishment
Thu Jan 07, 2021 12:41 am
The foyer was a complete and utter mess. It didn't take a genius to figure out. Anton let out a small sigh as he noticed the footprints heading outside. He had to go after Yumiko.
"What the check's going on here!?" Anton looked over to see that Celia had arrived on the scene. Needless to say, the site of numerous marines on the ground in pain was not one she liked to see. Normally Anton would have been flustered at the sight of an angry Celia, but right now Anton had other things to worry about. [Colir#006600]"Just an altercation regarding Commander Yumiko's new uniform."[/color]
Celia blinked. "How can a woman's clothes cause thi-wait, COMMANDER Yumiko?" Anton nodded, "Yes, have the paperwork brought to my office. But first," he looked over at Ryoichi, "You two, get these men over to Dr. Black. They're not hurt, but he can do something about the pain they're in. Also..." he leaned in to Celia, his voice sharp, "Please ask Julius why Yumiko was in my room last night, drunk out of her mind!?"
Celia took a step back. The sharpness in Anton's timeout her on edge a little. "Erm, sure thing.Ryoichi, let's get to work."
Anton nodded and headed for the door. It was cold out there, and Anton wasn't sure how Yumiko would fare in her current state.
"What the check's going on here!?" Anton looked over to see that Celia had arrived on the scene. Needless to say, the site of numerous marines on the ground in pain was not one she liked to see. Normally Anton would have been flustered at the sight of an angry Celia, but right now Anton had other things to worry about. [Colir#006600]"Just an altercation regarding Commander Yumiko's new uniform."[/color]
Celia blinked. "How can a woman's clothes cause thi-wait, COMMANDER Yumiko?" Anton nodded, "Yes, have the paperwork brought to my office. But first," he looked over at Ryoichi, "You two, get these men over to Dr. Black. They're not hurt, but he can do something about the pain they're in. Also..." he leaned in to Celia, his voice sharp, "Please ask Julius why Yumiko was in my room last night, drunk out of her mind!?"
Celia took a step back. The sharpness in Anton's timeout her on edge a little. "Erm, sure thing.Ryoichi, let's get to work."
Anton nodded and headed for the door. It was cold out there, and Anton wasn't sure how Yumiko would fare in her current state.
- Ryoichi Ayugai
- [tracker=/t1576-ryoichi-ayugai#8716]
Name : Ryoichi Ayugai
Epithet : The Boxing Bear
Age : 22
Height : 6 feet 1 inch (1.85m)
Weight : 198 lbs (95kg)
Species/Tribe : Human
Faction : Marines
Crew : Blue Fist Academy
Ship : SSS Rocky
Marine Rank : Rear Admiral
Crew Role : Grandmaster
Devil Fruit : Kuma-Kuma no Mi (Bear-Bear Fruit) Model: Polar Bear
Quality Score : A
EXP Bonus : +0.20 (to all allies)
Income Bonus : +0.15 (Rear Admiral); 0.20 (to all allies)
Crew Pool : [bel=u] 50,000,000
Balance : [bel] 485,600,807
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Posts : 316
Re: [Social] Island Establishment
Thu Jan 07, 2021 6:04 am
Ryoichi stopped as he heard the cabin boy constantly asking him to do so. Turning his head, he looked down at Cabin boy and his question. He couldn't help but let out a soft sigh at that. It seems like this bet mattered a lot to him, but he couldn't help but shrug. He didn't know, what was the right answer, and what was the wrong answer at this point. But all the current "evidence" seems to point in the direction of Anton not having that kind of hobby.
Having finally calmed his mind down from that idea, he could respond to the cabin boy with a straight face. "Captain himself said they weren't his. Should take his word for it. His attention was then hooked by the sudden screaming that came from the foyer. Hastening there, he was greeted with the sight of multiple soldiers laying on the ground with some minor injuries.
"Well what do we have here.." he began to look around a bit, inspecting the wounds. Even if he was not a medical expert, he could recognize the wounds caused by either a sharp sword or even a sharp claw. Was it Yumiko who did that? Or was it someone else? No matter the case, this chase turned a bit more serious than it probably was supposed to be.
He saw Anton and Celia talking, which lead him to head over towards them, "Hello miss Celia, nice to see you.". He performed a salute towards her after he had greeted her, back to his duty ways in this serious-looking situation. He listened to Celia and Anton talk then, hearing out about this entire situation, getting his answer then to the mystery he had, who had done it. All "evidence" pointed towards Yumiko, which lead him to sigh softly once more.
When he had heard that he can't keep on the chase together with Anton, he couldn't help but feel a bit disappointed... But duty is a duty and as the lower-ranked officer, Ryoichi is obliged to follow the order. He began helping Celia to carry the injured soldiers over to the doctor's office. "So what did you do to get cut like that, men? the question was directed at the injured soldiers, or at least to those who were still concious.
Having finally calmed his mind down from that idea, he could respond to the cabin boy with a straight face. "Captain himself said they weren't his. Should take his word for it. His attention was then hooked by the sudden screaming that came from the foyer. Hastening there, he was greeted with the sight of multiple soldiers laying on the ground with some minor injuries.
"Well what do we have here.." he began to look around a bit, inspecting the wounds. Even if he was not a medical expert, he could recognize the wounds caused by either a sharp sword or even a sharp claw. Was it Yumiko who did that? Or was it someone else? No matter the case, this chase turned a bit more serious than it probably was supposed to be.
He saw Anton and Celia talking, which lead him to head over towards them, "Hello miss Celia, nice to see you.". He performed a salute towards her after he had greeted her, back to his duty ways in this serious-looking situation. He listened to Celia and Anton talk then, hearing out about this entire situation, getting his answer then to the mystery he had, who had done it. All "evidence" pointed towards Yumiko, which lead him to sigh softly once more.
When he had heard that he can't keep on the chase together with Anton, he couldn't help but feel a bit disappointed... But duty is a duty and as the lower-ranked officer, Ryoichi is obliged to follow the order. He began helping Celia to carry the injured soldiers over to the doctor's office. "So what did you do to get cut like that, men? the question was directed at the injured soldiers, or at least to those who were still concious.
- Yumiko
- [tracker=/t1347-yumiko#7408]
Name : Yumiko
Epithet : Kamaitachi
Age : 28
Height : 5'5'' / 165 cm
Weight : 128 lbs. / 58 kg
Species/Tribe : Human
Faction : Civilian
Devil Fruit : Ita Ita no Mi, Model: Kamaitachi
Bounty : [bel=r] 10,000,012
Quality Score : S
EXP Bonus : +0.20 (to all allies)
Balance : [bel] 2,916,996,298
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Re: [Social] Island Establishment
Thu Jan 07, 2021 8:21 am
A soft pitter-patter of paws tapping against the snow drifted in the white wind. The paw prints painted an unsteady path past the trees. Yumiko was struggling to keep her pace and the cold kept gnawing at her injuries. She knew that if she stopped to rest, she would find the call of the soft, white bed all around her irresistible. And a traveler who laid down in the cold wouldn’t get back up again... A particularly vicious and mischievous gust whipped her in the face, blinding her briefly with ice shards. It stole a piece of clothing without her even noticing. The small, black garment fluttered in the wind. Would it fall on the ground? Get stuck on a tree branch? Or land right on a certain pursuer’s face? Questions that went unanswered for now.
Fortunately, the weasel woman’s stubborn fortitude served her well. Even with heavy injuries and heavier hangover, she reached the docks. Her white silhouette blended against the snowy backdrop, as she stalked towards the ship. She sniffed the air, spotting two marines on guard duty... “Halt, who goes there?” ...But by the time one of them called out, she was already gone. “Hah, just the wind. Man, you are getting jumpy.” His naive friend assured. Meanwhile, the hunter slipped right past them and leapt onto the ship. Her footprints trailed across the deck and right to the door. Slowly melting traces of snow were left in her trail, ultimately leading straight to the Captain’s Cabin.
Only upon reaching the private bedchamber, the wounded weasel stopped to rest. She shook the remaining snow out of her fur, more out of reflex than intention. Finally... Some warmth... Slowly the white fur started receding, vanishing into her skin. The massive claws retracted. All the weaselly features disappeared, until only the young woman remained. She clutched the clothing against her chest and peered around. This was the first time she had dared to ever actually enter her master’s private room. Usually she just slept right outside the door, after he went to bed. Being here still felt very much forbidden, even if she had technically received a permission. Now where was his bath...? Did he actually have a private bath? She had never seen him use the communal showers, so she always just kind of... assumed...
Back at the conquered manor, Ryoichi’s question was met with sideways glances and awkward silence. ...At least until the soldier he was carrying shot him a venomous glare and started shouting again. “WE DIDN’T DO SHIT!” The sturdiest of the wounded soldier also offered a helping hand. And some much needed clarification. “What my vulgar friend means is that we don’t know. We just came across some scattered clothes.” Others who were still conscious nodded in quiet agreement. However, the loudmouth wasn’t happy to just leave it there. “YEAH, THEN YOU GRABBED THOSE PANTIES AND SUDDENLY SWOOSH SLASH CUTS EVERYWHERE! SHIT’S CRAZY!” The awkward silence returned, washing over them like the rising tide. Well, what could you even say to that?
Fortunately, the weasel woman’s stubborn fortitude served her well. Even with heavy injuries and heavier hangover, she reached the docks. Her white silhouette blended against the snowy backdrop, as she stalked towards the ship. She sniffed the air, spotting two marines on guard duty... “Halt, who goes there?” ...But by the time one of them called out, she was already gone. “Hah, just the wind. Man, you are getting jumpy.” His naive friend assured. Meanwhile, the hunter slipped right past them and leapt onto the ship. Her footprints trailed across the deck and right to the door. Slowly melting traces of snow were left in her trail, ultimately leading straight to the Captain’s Cabin.
Only upon reaching the private bedchamber, the wounded weasel stopped to rest. She shook the remaining snow out of her fur, more out of reflex than intention. Finally... Some warmth... Slowly the white fur started receding, vanishing into her skin. The massive claws retracted. All the weaselly features disappeared, until only the young woman remained. She clutched the clothing against her chest and peered around. This was the first time she had dared to ever actually enter her master’s private room. Usually she just slept right outside the door, after he went to bed. Being here still felt very much forbidden, even if she had technically received a permission. Now where was his bath...? Did he actually have a private bath? She had never seen him use the communal showers, so she always just kind of... assumed...
Back at the conquered manor, Ryoichi’s question was met with sideways glances and awkward silence. ...At least until the soldier he was carrying shot him a venomous glare and started shouting again. “WE DIDN’T DO SHIT!” The sturdiest of the wounded soldier also offered a helping hand. And some much needed clarification. “What my vulgar friend means is that we don’t know. We just came across some scattered clothes.” Others who were still conscious nodded in quiet agreement. However, the loudmouth wasn’t happy to just leave it there. “YEAH, THEN YOU GRABBED THOSE PANTIES AND SUDDENLY SWOOSH SLASH CUTS EVERYWHERE! SHIT’S CRAZY!” The awkward silence returned, washing over them like the rising tide. Well, what could you even say to that?
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- Anton La'croix
- [tracker=/t544-anton-la-croix#2124]
Name : Anton La'croix
Epithet : Screaming Grasshopper
Age : 23
Height : 5'9''
Weight : 186lb
Species/Tribe : Human
Faction : Marine
World Position : Rear Admiral
Crew : The Guardian Knights
Ship : The Grand Steamer
Crew Role : Captain
Devil Fruit : Bug-Bug Fruit, Model: Grasshopper
Quality Score : S
EXP Bonus : +0.20 (to all allies)
Income Bonus : +0.15 (from world position); +0.16 (from turf); +0.20 (to all allies)
Balance : [bel] 1,472,069,543
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Posts : 650
Re: [Social] Island Establishment
Fri Jan 08, 2021 6:09 am
Of course, carrying around men larger than herself was something Celia normally didn't do, especially when said men were not really injured. The cuts barely broke the skin. They just stung. So Celia did what Celia did best. Used force of personality to get th ed m er n to carry their own lazy asses. As such, many of the 'injured' marines were now being marched to the sick bay Julius had set up.
At the soldier's complaining, Celia delivered a light smack to the head. [color=#666633]"Be thankful things aren't worse for you."[/center] Celia glanced over at Ryoichi. "Take Mr. Ayugai here. He fought a cyborg in a bare knuckle fight, sustained heavy injuries, and was still able to pick himself up and keep going. Are you going to let some paper cuts keep you down?"
Being hit with this one two punch of a guilt trip caused the marines to pause. Looks of embarrassment spread across their faces, as one by one, they picked themselves up, opting to take themselves to the sick bay.
Celia gave Ryoichi a satisfied smile. "See? They're not hard to manage. Just need to figure out what makes them tick." As the marines walked out, Celia walked alongside Ryoichi. [Color=#666633]"Tell me, how are you liking this posting so far. Sorry you couldn't be part of the operation to take this place.
Fortunately, Yumiko had left plenty of tracks for Antonto follow, though the marine hadn't expected something to smack him in the face as he was hopping along. The screaming grasshopper paused, pulling the black piece of cloth out of his face, only to flush brightly when he recognized the garment.
"Oh dear..."
Yumiko was...going to need those. Thank goodness they were clean. Anton stuffed them into his coat pocket and continued with the chase. He couldn't afford to lose track of her, especially in this weather and in her state.
Fortunately, the trail seemed to lead back to the Grand Steamer. A safe place for her to hide. The marines guarding the ramp saluted as Anton went past, though noticed their captain seemed a bit distracted. "Sir?" one asked, "Are you ok?" "Hm?" Anton looked back at them, "Oh, yes. I'm fine. Carry on men."
The wet footprints soon led back to the most unlikely of places. His own cabin. Why...had Yumiko come here? Slowly, he opened the door a crack. "Yumiko, are you there?" he called softly.
At the soldier's complaining, Celia delivered a light smack to the head. [color=#666633]"Be thankful things aren't worse for you."[/center] Celia glanced over at Ryoichi. "Take Mr. Ayugai here. He fought a cyborg in a bare knuckle fight, sustained heavy injuries, and was still able to pick himself up and keep going. Are you going to let some paper cuts keep you down?"
Being hit with this one two punch of a guilt trip caused the marines to pause. Looks of embarrassment spread across their faces, as one by one, they picked themselves up, opting to take themselves to the sick bay.
Celia gave Ryoichi a satisfied smile. "See? They're not hard to manage. Just need to figure out what makes them tick." As the marines walked out, Celia walked alongside Ryoichi. [Color=#666633]"Tell me, how are you liking this posting so far. Sorry you couldn't be part of the operation to take this place.
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Fortunately, Yumiko had left plenty of tracks for Antonto follow, though the marine hadn't expected something to smack him in the face as he was hopping along. The screaming grasshopper paused, pulling the black piece of cloth out of his face, only to flush brightly when he recognized the garment.
"Oh dear..."
Yumiko was...going to need those. Thank goodness they were clean. Anton stuffed them into his coat pocket and continued with the chase. He couldn't afford to lose track of her, especially in this weather and in her state.
Fortunately, the trail seemed to lead back to the Grand Steamer. A safe place for her to hide. The marines guarding the ramp saluted as Anton went past, though noticed their captain seemed a bit distracted. "Sir?" one asked, "Are you ok?" "Hm?" Anton looked back at them, "Oh, yes. I'm fine. Carry on men."
The wet footprints soon led back to the most unlikely of places. His own cabin. Why...had Yumiko come here? Slowly, he opened the door a crack. "Yumiko, are you there?" he called softly.
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