Grimacing, Freya noted to Zepp, [color=green]"I'm not sure how I feel about handling the cleanup with someone who can pull off attacks like that on the loose."[/color]

Her mood sank even lower as she heard the rancor of the one who caused most of this mess. She did over hear a couple of ludicrous comments, like the idea that any prison in the East Blue was at Impel Down's level. Then...

[color=crimson]"Captain Freya, you wouldn't happen to be taking requests would you?"[/color]

Freya cringed, pointing at Xerxes before ordering with an uncharacteristic coldness, [color=green]"Gag him and stuff him a cell. If he doesn't comply then knock him out."[/color] As he was roughly pushed along, her men finally got the dragon man standing as he regained some consciousness.

After some disarray, he asked, [color=82ca9d]"Who are you and how were you able to cut me?"[/color]

Sighing out some of her frustration, she scratched her head, before mumbling, [color=green]"Well, that's...eat your vegetables."[/color]

With that taken care of, Freya was hesitant to issue more orders, as her crew was still busy with trying to get the ship into a manageable state. Thinking ahead, she began, [color=green]"Okay, once we can get this ship to deck we need to start the relief effort! Teru, call for any nearby backup! And someone find whoever chucked that scythe at us! And the Lieutenant while you're at it!"[/color]

There she was, giving a shit again. What a day...she'd have to sleep for a whole week to make up for it.

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