'What's my name? Good question, oh I have the perfect answer for him.' Were the thoughts in Calder's mind as he started to think of how he would answer the question he then answers, "My name is Nunna Beesness, I know it's a very exotic name. I am a very exotic person, you see I sell shells. That's why I am in shell town, sounds like the best place to sell some shells."

Calder pulls out a random dial and shows it to the marine in front of him then gets a bit closer then says, "See its a shell, girls love them you see. They can be made for a gift for anyone really." Calder lying through his teeth not sure what dial he grabbed he had a one in three chances of three dials between a flame, breath, or impact. The breath dial wouldn't help much, the flame dial is more ideal he could light this marine ablaze. The impact would hurt himself but would throw out any stored energy within it, if he remembered to storage energy in it.

It looks like a shell, Calder hoped that would be enough to con this Marine to drop his guard as he got closer, and as close as he could get. Should this fail to sell his story he prepared to use it. Calder giving a friendly smile trying to seem nothing more than a salesmen. Although his name he gave them might just get him in trouble if it is too looked into.

What? Aka had a hard time perceiving what had happened in front of her. She was pretty sure that she had pierced Lisa right in the vital areas. Forget about surviving that, let alone stepping back at a speed fast enough for her spear to completely not ignite at all. Not only that, it seemed to Aka that the retreating shots she sent to Lisa before the melee engagement, was completely useless in slowing her down.

Next, a fist is sent towards Aka, even when she was convinced that she wasn't within the reach of Lisa's fists. Aka hastily blocked that punch with her arm, and with one flick of her wrist, Aka created an explosion on the hand that she was blocking that attack with, hoping to send back the damage from the recoil. Just what the heck is this?

She wasn't so good at melee battles for one reason: she can't last long in such engagements. Sure she could hold her own in the short-term, but once the time starts ticking, she would be worn out and be an easy target for enemies.

Ruckus stepped up to the man he was addressing and put his arms behind his back as he waited for the former marine to finish his lines. Once it became apparent that the man had completely what he had to said the marine captain grunted and shook his head. "Great minds indeed. It's insulating for a traitor like you to claim us having anything in common what so ever." He smiled. "Now, normally I'd prefer to kill you were you stand, but the world government is in a kick these days. They want public executions and a lot of them. So if you surrender now and come quietly I can guarantee you a few extra days of life as your shipped off in a boat to whatever little piece of land they want to try this on next." He shrugged. "Or you can resist. It really doesn't make much difference to me. Personally I prefer you resist." The larger man's eyes narrowed. "It would really help me to relieve this aggression I've built up over that botched job you did before running like a dog."

Handel's grin wavered slightly as it became apparent that his little bluff wasn't going to work on Ruckus. He tried to recall what he knew about Ruckus and the files he had on him from the operation. He needed to know what his opponent was capable of.

"Well, I'm sorry to disappoint you, but I prefer if I don't resist," Handel said, slowly laying his trunk down flat and sitting himself down right on top of it. This created a strange situation for himself: Handel is extremely close to his musical weapons inside the trunk, but cannot access them unless he stands up.

"The issue is, my good captain, that the only one who knows that I'm here, is you, but the whole town knows that not only is Rainbow Fist escaping her execution, but Leviathan and Sayuri of the Bloody Scales are also here, while the Bomberman is running amok. Failure to capture these dangerous criminals would put an unsightly smear on your impeccable reputation, but failure to capture me...why, only you would know of it and your reputation wpuld remain untarnished. You see capturing all of us might be possible for a great captain like you, but let even one of them go, and it would be an open failure. Both of us know how competitive it is among Marine Captains, vying for position, ready to exploit each others' weaknesses and faults. Surely you have a few rivals who are just waiting to drag your name through the mud over a tiny little mistake. Of course, I wouldn't tell a soul if you let me go; it would draw too much attention to myself, after all. And as long as I remain seated, we both know that I'm no threat to you, but when those others come, you'll either have to keep one eye on me at all times to make sure I don't stand up and attack you, or you fight at your full capacity and let me walk away, just this once."

Handel continued to smile amiably with one leg crossed over the other as he listened to the sound of carnage in the town, slowly getting louder as the pirates and outlaws eventually make their way to the docks.

Chester claps as bullets wizz by his head." Great I'll wander off and secure a ship for us it will be ready for you when you get there. Look for my signal it will be a blast. " he walks off in a brisk pace down an alleyway three vials of roiling blue liquid labeled explosive in between three fingers and three poisoned darts in the other. he ambushes a marine on a rooftop and steals his Marine uniform leaving him paralyzed in someone's house. He then heads towards the pier yelling." rainbow fist is coming we have to stop her I'll get the men stationed at the barracks and ships everyone let's make formation and ambush her and anyone else who comes through " runs ahead in the confusion slipping aboard a the ships "warning everyone of the pirates coming to the pier now. Meanwhile he's settings small vials tenderly in the powder holds on all but a small fast ship. He incapacitates the crew silently and waits below the deck with the paralyzed crew smiling. a cannon aimed and prepped at the waiting formation of Marines as the group starts to reach the marina. " Careful planning is stronger than steel. Unless of course it's bad planning then it's barely wet paper on the sidewalk oh I should pay attention" he smiles to himself getting ready to fire.

Location: Shells Town Alleyway -> Shells Town Port

Sayuri frowns as she run off into an alley with the Abbigaill, Mathial and they guy who helped them with a smokescreen of some kind, 'This is going to be a lot more annoying than I was hoping... And we can't take the fishing boat either if these guys are coming...' Sighing she tunes back into the conversation as the others agree that they were going to take over the Marine ship Abbigaill had come in on. Nodding She watches the guy run off to get a ship, "Hmm... If we're gonna go take that ship instead I'm gonna go get my stuff from the ship I came in on. Don't you dare leave without me."

She turns around to head towards her ship but pauses. Turning back around she grabs Abbigaill's hands and uses to bust the Sea Prism cuffs on her wrists, "There you go. Free to use your abilities again. Don't die on me now Squirt. I'll also give you a hint; We met here in this town," she immediately turns and uses Geppo to reach the roof and rushes off towards the opposite end of the port. Before reaching the other side however she hears a small chase and heads that way instead. She reaches the nearest roof in time to see a Marine attack the girl who'd been chucking javalins earlier fighting one of Effen's lackeys. She smirks and jumps down and kicks the Marine in the side, "How bout fighting someone that can hold their own instead of a streetrat?"