Mock Town Madness, The Adventure Begins! [Open]

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Barely any clouds in the sky this evening, Mock Town was filled with many different people. Some pretty normal, while others quite...odd. Families were out enjoying themselves, friends were catching up with each other, couples hand in hand, and children playing among each other. One would be amazed that such a town with no form of law backing it up would be this tamed. Among the people out was a white, and spiky haired man who looked to be younger than he actually was. His attire consisted of a black unbuttoned coat with a turquoise short-sleeved shirt, the same color as his eyes, and a steel chestplate perfectly hidden underneath. A scarf, white as snow rested around his neck as khaki pants covered his legs assisted by black sneakers while his sheathed katana was visibly attached to his back. Mikado Law, a fairly new Vice Admiral within the Marine ranks was his name.

The off duty marine looked from left to right with a pretty calm expression as his hands were neatly tucked into his pants pockets. Picking this place a temporary vacation spot seemed like a good idea at first, but the number of people was kind of getting to him. He did have to admit though that the cheerful people brought life, positive life to this town. As he walked past some people, Mikado was welcomed by greetings in which he responded in simple hellos. Small talk is something that he didn't want to do mostly because of how awkward it just feels to him. Mikado walked by one of the town's local taverns almost about to pass it completely before stopping as he heard laughter coming from the establishment. Amazingly, it sounded louder in there compared to the entire town, peeking the green eyed man's attention. Mikado slowly opened the door leading into the tavern which was only big enough for one person at a time, and peeked in. The first thing that caught his attention was the jolly crowd that were further in laughing up a storm. Especially the chubby fellow.

Mikado then looked around to see some of the others shaking their heads at the sight, mostly thinking what Mikado was thinking of right about now. Despite the noise, Mikado decided to stay here for a bit, perhaps getting something to drink before heading off. He quickly took a look around the place, specifically away from the noisy people for a seat, but unfortunately they were full. His eyes then went back to the noisy crowd where he noticed a free seat next to a red haired gentleman. "Oi..." Mikado softly said before sighing as he made his way towards that seat, noticing from the side of his eyes that people were looking at him whispering among each other. In his mind they must've been talking about how out of place he looked here, and...how young he looked. He wasn't wrong, but some were also talking about how he looks familiar, that they must've seen or heard of him before, but couldn't put their fingers on it.

As soon as he made it to the noisy group, Mikado faced the red haired male before clearing his throat in hopes of getting his attention. If successful, Mikado would follow up by asking, "Is this seat taken?" pointing at the empty seat, but looking away from them awkwardly. If he didn't get his attention, he would just stand there looking at the noisy bunch with a bit of an annoyed expression on his face.

"Thank you very much." the Vice Admiral said with a bow towards the owner before raising an eyebrow at being called, "Silver-kun." First he has ever been called that, but he didn't really care for it. Mikado's ears would then pick up the same murmuring that the metal armed stranger heard. It seems word gets out pretty fast which could mean bad news if any marine loathing pirates, or even bounty hunters were to show up, but more importantly it would mean that this poor silver haired male's vacation would come to an early end. His attention then went back to the metal armed guy who was very welcoming. His cheery expression although loud, was somewhat interesting. It even brought a small sense of nostalgia towards the Vice Admiral, reminding him of an old friend of his. The moment this man said, "An-chan" however caused Mikado to briefly shut his eyes, gritting his teeth some, but would most likely go unnoticed due to the noise before taking a deep breathe, bowing this time towards the man who agreed to share his drinks with him.

"Thank you."

As Mikado sat down, he glanced to his left where another person was sitting by him with a nervous expression on his face while another one by that guy smiled forcefully. Knowing very well why they were looking at him like that, Mikado looked down at the table in front of him as he's gotten all to familiar with these reactions. He was curious though. If they knew about his rank, then could they know about how he got it? Simply did what his adopted father did in the past, liberated slaves, and put a supposed end to the syndicate who ran these slaves, The Mad Titans (T.M.T). Unlike his adopted father however, Mikado swooped in, literally, and handled this situation on his own which got him the rank. Mikado may turn a blind eye towards certain pirates, and criminals from time to time, but what he finds truly unacceptable due to personal experience, were slavers.

Mikado then glanced at the metal armed fellow who was giving off not only an annoyingly cheerful aura, but a powerful one as well, dwarfing the Vice Admiral's. Mikado sensed this the moment he walked in, perhaps that was part of the reason he even walked in here despite his distaste for...noise. To top it all off, the man looked vaguely familiar, swearing that he saw him before. But just before he could put his finger on it, another strong aura, not on the level of the older man's appeared followed by....yelling. An annoyed expression, almost as if he wanted to face palm himself appeared on Mikado's face as he turned around to see a young lady he easily recognized. Wanted posters of this girl filled many marine bases, and other places among others. The infamous "Sky Bomber" Sora. "Here I thought I could enjoy some peace, and qu-" he mumbled with a pause before realizing how stupid that sounded. He was in a freaking Tavern that could be heard miles away. Thinking that his vacation was pretty much over as he predicted earlier, Mikado quickly gripped the hilt of his sheathed katana on his back before exhaling, his breathe visible as if he were in the cold despite it being pretty warm in here.

Before doing anything, Mikado blinked his eyes a few as the red haired guy uttered the girl's name in a sense of familiarity which then reminded the marine what she yelled a bit earlier. "Starks?" he mumbled softly to himself. Could he be....

Just before he could think about it more, the entire tavern was hit with a burst of aura that knocked everyone save for Mikado, the owner, Sora, and the red haired guy which this power originated from. Chills ran down Mikado's spine, something that normally doesn't happen to him due to his abilities. His face remained stern, but deep down he was surprised about this....Haoshoku haki. He was completely sure that was what this man used, and confirming it was another guy who seemed to have remained conscious through this while also blabbering out the red head's possible almost certain identity. A man of legend who thought to have died.

The Conqueror....

[OOC Note: Mikado should not know about Sora's last name. She secretly took it up, so only her really close friends would even know about it.]