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[h1][color=Crimson]Xerxes[/color][/h1][/center]

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Location:
[*] Whats left of the Conomi Islands
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Interacting:
[*][@Pacifista]
[*][@dragonmancer]
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Xerxes was dragged through the town, his mask ripped off his face, reveling the real devil underneath to the world. His handsome face was deadpan, expressionless, his red eyes like two orbs staring not at you, but through you. The townspeople watched silently, those that could still see. The monster that had terrorized them showed no remorse for what he had done. How could he? He had enjoyed himself. Morals meant little him, he hadn't had any since he awoke on Wolf without a past. He was a psycho at heart, wrapped in the body of a young man. 

The Marines that dragged him were unnecessarily rough, jarring his broken arm and his messed up shoulder. Xerxes showed no sign of being in pain though, instead, as he was paraded, he began to smile warmly at the inhabits, winking at the woman and nodding at children as he passed. Their expressions were exactly what he was expecting, disgust, anger, rage, fury. He was like a stench so foul, so sharp, it felt as if the the very fires of hell have been set ablaze in their nostrils, infecting thier throat and lungs,  a stench that definitely would scar thier senses for life. Xerxes took pleasure in that.

[color=Crimson]"Would you be so kind to make sure my cell is filled with the finest linen drapes and cushions. A pirate of my stature shouldn't be locked in the trash you call a cell."[/color] Xerxes said aloof.

"After all you've done, you wanna make requests, you disgust me." a Marine countered.

"You deserve to be drowned in see water for the rest of your life."

[color=Crimson]"Oh please, do you really think your little prison can hold me?"[/color] Xerxes retorted, shaking his head.

"It has held worse pirates than you, its said to be greater than the legendary Impel Down." one called out.

[color=Crimson]"Impel Down? If my memory sevres me right, which it hasn't, I'm fairly sure the great Monkey D. Luffy broke in an out of that prison. Am I right?"[/color] He chuckled.

The marines were left sputtering, unable to make a counter to his words, he was right.

"W-well…"

[color=Crimson]"Don't you think if you made your prisoners comfortable, they wouldn't want to leave?"[/color] Xerxes said raising an eyebrow, forcing his twisted logic on them.

The Marines were as silent, unable to make a reasonable retort to Xerxes' claim.

"Your gonna have to bring that up with Captain Freya." one said simply.

Xerxes sighed, these soldiers were so close-minded, not a single one of them could hold an intellectual conversation. Soon, he was dragged back to what was left of the pier, which was the site of yet another battle. Marxo, who had finally decided to wake up from his nap, was embroiled in basically a three-way fight. 

Xerxes whistled as the battle went on, he was impressed with his Captains tenacity, but it was wasted, this was a futile effort. Xerxes turned to an unconscious Jackal who was being handcuffed in seastone, just like he was. 

[color=Crimson]"You got beat? Really?"[/color] Xerxes cackled before turning to look to the one named Freya. Unfortunately, he had not idea who that was. Luckily, a Marine pointed her out once he inquired of her. 

[color=Crimson]"Captain Freya, you wouldn't happen to be taking requests would you?"[/color] he called, cocking his head to the side.

[i]What happened to Mister Rock Solid?[/i]