Pacifista

One Piece: A Golden Age, A Dark Age - The Boozehound Chronicles

"Weird, I thought they'd have calmed down by now," Lina grunted, kicking as they came to harass her. Looking up at the other two, she growled, "What did you do!?"

Shaking his head as a few hands tried to pull Macario down, he stepped free, before saying, "Well, I've never seen anything like this... But why...because the ship was broken?" Moving along, he made for the below deck, ordering, "You guys start looking around: there's got to be something else on board. Some kind of clue."

Lina muttered, "Like another hole punched in the wall..."

Dragon Ball: Different Worlds

"No I-"

Bloomer stopped. And stared. Still holding the food and Dragon Ball, she scuttled right up to the monkey man, eyes boring into him from below.

"YOU COULD TALK THE WHOLE TIME!?" she burst out.

Letting out a sigh, she held her Dragon Ball away, pushing her food towards Raditz. "Never mind, just eat. I made too much anyway." Going back to her pot, she scraped out the last of the food into another bowl before laying it on her lap as she sat. Taking out a spoon, she began to eat, before holding up the Dragon Ball again, asking, "So, you haven't seen anything like this before?"

Dragon Ball: Different Worlds

Scooping up the bowl, Bloomer returned to her pot, refilling it, but she didn't head over quite yet. Instead, she held the bowl in one gloved hand while her other reached down into her shirt, before pulling up a small case attached to a string around her neck. Popping it open, she picked out the yellow and orange capsule (72) and tapped the button, revealing a hand sized orb with two red stars within, visible from any direction.

Bowl in one, ball in the other, she gestured to the bowl, then nodded. She then held up the ball, before pointing her finger out from under it, panning it across direction of the mountains and cliff she knew it was bound to be.

One Piece: A Golden Age, A Dark Age - The Golden Fleece Chronicles

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As the evening sun threatened to disappear and cast the island into darkness, Lefacti still bustled, as a new night arrived. The towers of wooden structures arcing and blocking into the endless distance. Candle and lamplight poked out of many windows and alleys. Yelling from rancorous drinking carried over crashes from fights. Below while the high points had filthy chimney sweeps and window wipes preforming their last duties for the day before the highest powers would climb their towers to count the day's gains.

As the little rowboat that would change the world came up to one of the many docksides, Hamel noted, "Neat." As they pulled up to stop, however, the seemed to immediately garner more than a few eyes, bodies of docklurkers facing them, body language aching for a fight.

Hamel giggled, "I kinda like this place. Seems like fun."

One Piece: A Golden Age, A Dark Age - The Boozehound Chronicles

"...Fine."

Part of her just wanted to let them struggle the rest of then night. Part of her wasn't even serious about going to Macario's boat in the first place: she'd just wanted to tick them off. But truth was that Kuhn finally said something almost sensible.

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"What you're saying isn't sensible."

Lina slumped where she stood, eyes lowered in glare, one twitching. Macario leaned back in his seat at his desk, lit by candlelight.

"Don't give me that look. Go back to bed. And tell the others to keep it down."

"You're saying tear-mites threw me and Chester off the boat!?"

"You're saying it was ghosts!"

"No! Maybe. It's something! Just come and take a look before there isn't any more ship to destroy."

Macario let out a sigh, grumbling, "Fiiiiine."

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"Still think it's tear-mites?"

Macario gawked as he saw the writhing hands, still forming and unforming around Kuhn and Chester.

"Th-they infest boats and make the wood hollow and breakable..."

"And look like hands and faces?"

Macario didn't answer.

Stepping back towards the two, she said, "Okay, Macario's useless. What next?"

One Piece: A Golden Age, A Dark Age - The Boozehound Chronicles

"YOU DON'T GET TO TALK! YOUR FIRST INSTINCT WAS TO LIGHT HIM ON FIRE!" Lina snarled. As hands shuffled on the flooring, Lina stamped at them from the doorway, but they weren't ceasing.

"Forget this! I'm going to Macario's ship! You idiots can bust up the Breeze for all I care!" Lina grumbled, rushing out as the ceaseless hands continued to move, grabbing at Chester and Kuhn, trying to pull them through the holes made in the wall.

Dragon Ball: Different Worlds

Bloomer stared as the creature creeped out. It was ragged, dirty, wild, and...actually a person? Brow furrowing, Bloomer took a mental step back. But her eyes widened when she spotted a tail. That was a new one.

Following his eyes, she returned to her stew pot. Letting out a sigh, she took her extra bowl, filling it up before standing to head over. Then, a bell kicked off in her head, and she once again turned to the local. A faint smile on her face, she placed the bowl down for him, before stepping back, crouching down, eyes focused as she watched him. Earnestly.

One Piece: A Golden Age, A Dark Age - The Golden Fleece Chronicles

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"Ah, so they were exploiting the villagers for protection money..." Hamel nodded, now understanding.

Their ship, partially loaded with a scant amount of supplies taken from the Doom Pirates, was already prepping to head out once again, though it hadn't been docked for more than a few hours.

However, a crowd began to form around the ship, though it kept a safe distance. Finally, a man who'd approached Sancho earlier stepped forward, before placing a briefcase down. Cracking it open, he revealed the contents: it was filled with money. One stack of full bills, the rest coins and smaller bills, crumpled and stuffed inside.

Bowing his head, he said, "Please...I am the mayor of this small town. This is all I have to offer. We didn't know our protectors were the same pirates harassing us, but...they have allies! The rest of their crew, and those on Lefacti! Please, don't leave!" Digging his forehead into the dirt, he said, "Please!" Behind him, the townsfolk rippled like a wave as they too sank to their knees.

Hamel blinked, before his face cracked into a knowing smile as he leaned back against the railing of their small boat.

One Piece: A Golden Age, A Dark Age - The Boozehound Chronicles

One of Chester's hands rushing by her, Lina was able to stand, yanking her sword up as she did so.

"DON'T BREAK THE SHIP!" Lina cried as the fury of the hands rose. Faces popping out as hands scuttled after them, Lina made the wise move, turning to run.

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"Hnn?"

Eye cracking open in the dark cabin, there was a shuffling as the hammock rocked. Thumping down onto the floor, the boat rocked from Macario's bulk. A few moments later, a match lit a candle, bringing a dim light to the small vessel's cabin. A desk drowned in material, a hefty bookshelf, a table, and a small, portable cooking stove practically filled the room. Feet bare, candle in hand, a long white and blue striped nightgown with a matching cap, ball of fluff dangling fro mthe tip on his person, he made for the door, poking it open as he looked up to the back of the Breeze, eyes lidded.

"Noisy..."

Dragon Ball: Different Worlds

Stick jabbing, the fire crackled even louder. Leaning back onto her short chair, Bloomer watched blankly as the pot hanging over the fire bubbled. Looking at her light camp setup, she patted her stomach again. Watching. Waiting.

A rustling from nearby had her ears perking up, as she looked over to see a humanish form from the nearby foliage. Bloomer nearly jumped, before she narrowed her eyes, standing up to get a better look.