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Dr. Zoidburg anyone? cause why not zoidburg
Awesome things about being a fishman- You're going to be in the monster trio of the ship, even if you barely train. (10x strength baby!)
that just makes masturbating sound dangerous and strenuous trying not to rip it off by accident
At least there was never a dull moment on this ship with a big chested woman kicking a chair at the arrogant prick mouthing off or the fishman shouting about food. Not to mention the silver haired individual asking to cook some random bird his knife struck down which had been outright denied. He struggled to discern how to define this odd group, though considering h wouldn't be with them for long that it didn't really matter in the end.
Closing the book with a thump before letting out a yawn, standing up to stretch and ease the stiffness in his limbs, his eyelids drooping beneath the shades. With things having slowed down; allowing him to notice just how tired he was and decided to get a bit of fresh salty air first then go take a nap.
Making his way to the railings, a short distance from the chair kicking girl who currently fawned over what looked to be a rabbit mink; funny to see both a fishman and a mink in this part of the sea. Leaning forward to drop the apple core and hung his head to deeply inhale the crisp salty air as droplets of cooling water sprinkled onto his head. His encounter with Fenrir and the wolf swam through his mind and the events of rum island soon followed; pondering the purpose of it all...what exactly was the man doing while the riot and fighting went on.'Ugh..this whole day's just giving me a headache.'Thankfully he nullified the throbbing in his head, rubbing at his forehead to realize it was flushed.'Ah..a fever...just lovely.'Running a hand down his face while the loud chatter from the two women served to aggravate his fevered mind even more.
Lifting his head, a weak groan spilling from his lips; left hand placed over the stitched hip, peering at the waving water only to suddenly see
bobbing on the surface causing him to jump in shock. Eyes blinking rapidly under the shades as he looked back at the others briefly before turning his gaze back at the water to find the disturbing seal gone.'Man...I must be sicker than I thought.'Shaking his head to try and clear his head and fumbled at the pouches till he found the one containing pills for fevers and tilted his body back, popping two in his mouth.'Bleh...good flavored pills. Think I should look into that.'Muttering to himself then pushed off the railings and made his way towards the crates that looked to offer shade and protection from the chilling wind, though his manner of walking a bit unsteady.
Nestling himself besides the crates as comfortably as he could and passed out shortly afterwards from the mixture of exhaustion and fever, leaving him sleeping like a log.
Closing the book with a thump before letting out a yawn, standing up to stretch and ease the stiffness in his limbs, his eyelids drooping beneath the shades. With things having slowed down; allowing him to notice just how tired he was and decided to get a bit of fresh salty air first then go take a nap.
Making his way to the railings, a short distance from the chair kicking girl who currently fawned over what looked to be a rabbit mink; funny to see both a fishman and a mink in this part of the sea. Leaning forward to drop the apple core and hung his head to deeply inhale the crisp salty air as droplets of cooling water sprinkled onto his head. His encounter with Fenrir and the wolf swam through his mind and the events of rum island soon followed; pondering the purpose of it all...what exactly was the man doing while the riot and fighting went on.'Ugh..this whole day's just giving me a headache.'Thankfully he nullified the throbbing in his head, rubbing at his forehead to realize it was flushed.'Ah..a fever...just lovely.'Running a hand down his face while the loud chatter from the two women served to aggravate his fevered mind even more.
Lifting his head, a weak groan spilling from his lips; left hand placed over the stitched hip, peering at the waving water only to suddenly see
bobbing on the surface causing him to jump in shock. Eyes blinking rapidly under the shades as he looked back at the others briefly before turning his gaze back at the water to find the disturbing seal gone.'Man...I must be sicker than I thought.'Shaking his head to try and clear his head and fumbled at the pouches till he found the one containing pills for fevers and tilted his body back, popping two in his mouth.'Bleh...good flavored pills. Think I should look into that.'Muttering to himself then pushed off the railings and made his way towards the crates that looked to offer shade and protection from the chilling wind, though his manner of walking a bit unsteady.
Nestling himself besides the crates as comfortably as he could and passed out shortly afterwards from the mixture of exhaustion and fever, leaving him sleeping like a log.
[@everyone]
Upon stepping on the desk, a rather straight forward asking him who he was and tilted his head with a big toothy grin.'I-
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Hours passed since the marine ship had been stolen by this strange bunch, though losing the marines tailing them proved difficult at first. Now both the marines and rum island were left behind them, but the Doctor still wondered what Fenrir true aim was with the whole execution.
Whatever it was, it didn't matter at this point and currently relaxed on a box; book in his left hand and an apple in the right swiped from the kitchen. His introductions had been cut short by the sudden marine attack that forced them to set off, which allowed him to slip away until things quieted down.
Flipping the page and a bite of the apple, this pale individual keeping to himself for the time being as he had nothing to do with the others on the ship. He would mind his own business and let them do what they like until they reached land so that he may switch ships to continue on his way, course he was unsure of where to go at this point but a destination would come to him eventually. So he read quietly until some moron prattled on about being the strongest, the kid's voice brimming with arrogance and an egocentric cockiness that seemed to match it. Hearing him challenge them against his words; rolling his eyes beneath his glasses, knowing he wanted nothing to do with this one especially.
Turning his head back down to resume reading, expecting some fights to break out and intended to keep his nose out of it.
Upon stepping on the desk, a rather straight forward asking him who he was and tilted his head with a big toothy grin.'I-
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Hours passed since the marine ship had been stolen by this strange bunch, though losing the marines tailing them proved difficult at first. Now both the marines and rum island were left behind them, but the Doctor still wondered what Fenrir true aim was with the whole execution.
Whatever it was, it didn't matter at this point and currently relaxed on a box; book in his left hand and an apple in the right swiped from the kitchen. His introductions had been cut short by the sudden marine attack that forced them to set off, which allowed him to slip away until things quieted down.
Flipping the page and a bite of the apple, this pale individual keeping to himself for the time being as he had nothing to do with the others on the ship. He would mind his own business and let them do what they like until they reached land so that he may switch ships to continue on his way, course he was unsure of where to go at this point but a destination would come to him eventually. So he read quietly until some moron prattled on about being the strongest, the kid's voice brimming with arrogance and an egocentric cockiness that seemed to match it. Hearing him challenge them against his words; rolling his eyes beneath his glasses, knowing he wanted nothing to do with this one especially.
Turning his head back down to resume reading, expecting some fights to break out and intended to keep his nose out of it.
Such an odd day this turned out to be...coming here for the execution of a yonkou and yet here he was casually talking to that very same person. He expected this man to have an dangerous and unruly personality, but he seemed the more calm and easy going type and the fact Fenrir also knew of him was no surprise.'Well..though I'm honored, some things are greatly..exaggerated in the underworld.'His body tense, even though Fenrir kept the wolves at bay.
Still, he was curious of what exactly the yonkou had planned, but soon had the man towering over him and for the briefest of a second felt he was about to die. Tilting his head a little to be given a warning to quickly get off the island.
It seemed something big was coming and thought it best to take up on this warning.'Yes..I think it about time I got off this island myself, though I hope the next time we meet we can share a drink.'A small nod of his head before glancing over at the wolves and started off on a brisk walk towards the docks. Waiting till he walked a good distance to glance over his shoulder to see he could no longer see them.'Whew...talk about a crazy encounter there...well at least this day wasn't a complete waste.'Shaking his head as he resumed walking, gradually picking up speed until he was running towards the docks.
Arriving at the ship as he slowed to a stop, panting a bit while looking around; expecting to see a bunch of fighting going on. Instead, it was mostly quiet, leaving him to guess the takeover finished, otherwise marine officers would be running about shouting orders. This made things easy cause he was in no mood to fight and slipped his hands in the jacket's pockets and casually strolled up onto the deck as if taking a relaxing walk through a park.
Still, he was curious of what exactly the yonkou had planned, but soon had the man towering over him and for the briefest of a second felt he was about to die. Tilting his head a little to be given a warning to quickly get off the island.
It seemed something big was coming and thought it best to take up on this warning.'Yes..I think it about time I got off this island myself, though I hope the next time we meet we can share a drink.'A small nod of his head before glancing over at the wolves and started off on a brisk walk towards the docks. Waiting till he walked a good distance to glance over his shoulder to see he could no longer see them.'Whew...talk about a crazy encounter there...well at least this day wasn't a complete waste.'Shaking his head as he resumed walking, gradually picking up speed until he was running towards the docks.
Arriving at the ship as he slowed to a stop, panting a bit while looking around; expecting to see a bunch of fighting going on. Instead, it was mostly quiet, leaving him to guess the takeover finished, otherwise marine officers would be running about shouting orders. This made things easy cause he was in no mood to fight and slipped his hands in the jacket's pockets and casually strolled up onto the deck as if taking a relaxing walk through a park.
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A nice lunch always calmed the nerves after escaping from a wolf souped up on steroids and the nearly drowning was especially fun. Flipping through the papers, glossing over any tidbits and stories that seemed interesting while sipping milk.
A sudden need to itch his nose; an action that very well saved his hand from being blasted off. For the table and a quarter of the house he was in got blasted away by some non-visible force which very nearly knocked him from the chair. His body and the chair settled back into place, the table getting blasted away the last thing he saw before a dust cloud obscured his vision. The blast itself was the least of his worries after hearing the oh too familiar snarl of scruffy and by the sound of the second one, had brought its friend.
Just one took all he had to escape, two was utterly impossible and yet the presence between them that had his attention. One that he and everyone else felt earlier shortly before this man's attempted execution.
The dust soon settled to reveal both bear sized wolves growling, eager to pounce at him at any given notice. One word is all it took and his life was forfeit and still he would prefer taking them on compared to their master, who's presence threaten to crush the life out of him, as if a massive mountain sprouted from the ground a mere few feet from him. Impassable and indestructible...there stood the pinnacle..the very height of both strength and power that most sought after and this unstoppable force had come knocking at the door, which cleaved everything in its path to dust.
And here he thought this was a bad day; now it might be his worst...and last. Whether he would leave this encounter alive depended on choosing his words wisely for this man could kill him with a mere glance and that left him the only option of giving him his due respect and to speak nothing but truth. Lies..his most reliable weapon, utterly useless against Fenrir.
Struggling with what to say until he cleared his throat and raised a finger.'Ah sorry but the Hendersons moved out a week ago.'Letting out a chuckle; a small joke to break the tension.'Not at all..in fact I was just about finished.'Looking for a place to put the glass down and just decided to place it on the floor then stood up, dusting off his jacket.'I would invite you to join me for a meal but...'Taking a quick glance around the missing kitchen.'Well its not my place so no harm done.'Shaking his head while taking a few steps towards him.
His movement only caused the wolves to growl anew at him, making him stop a good couple steps from the man. Even at this distance he could feel Fenrir's overwhelming presence; like an tiny ant standing next to a huge giant, an analogy he hated referring himself to but it was the truth.'First..I'd like to say its an honor to meet the world renown yonkou, Fenrir.'A slight bow of his head to show his respect then motioned his hand towards the one who chased him earlier.'Secondly, to the wolf giving me the death glare. I wish to apologize for the whole glass in the eye business..it was a desperate situation and little options left me.'This time a slight bow of his head to the one he called scruffy due to not knowing the wolf's real name.
It took all he had to keep a calm, brave face for he refused to show weakness or cowardice; both to avoid risk of angering him and more to keep his pride.
A nice lunch always calmed the nerves after escaping from a wolf souped up on steroids and the nearly drowning was especially fun. Flipping through the papers, glossing over any tidbits and stories that seemed interesting while sipping milk.
A sudden need to itch his nose; an action that very well saved his hand from being blasted off. For the table and a quarter of the house he was in got blasted away by some non-visible force which very nearly knocked him from the chair. His body and the chair settled back into place, the table getting blasted away the last thing he saw before a dust cloud obscured his vision. The blast itself was the least of his worries after hearing the oh too familiar snarl of scruffy and by the sound of the second one, had brought its friend.
Just one took all he had to escape, two was utterly impossible and yet the presence between them that had his attention. One that he and everyone else felt earlier shortly before this man's attempted execution.
The dust soon settled to reveal both bear sized wolves growling, eager to pounce at him at any given notice. One word is all it took and his life was forfeit and still he would prefer taking them on compared to their master, who's presence threaten to crush the life out of him, as if a massive mountain sprouted from the ground a mere few feet from him. Impassable and indestructible...there stood the pinnacle..the very height of both strength and power that most sought after and this unstoppable force had come knocking at the door, which cleaved everything in its path to dust.
And here he thought this was a bad day; now it might be his worst...and last. Whether he would leave this encounter alive depended on choosing his words wisely for this man could kill him with a mere glance and that left him the only option of giving him his due respect and to speak nothing but truth. Lies..his most reliable weapon, utterly useless against Fenrir.
Struggling with what to say until he cleared his throat and raised a finger.'Ah sorry but the Hendersons moved out a week ago.'Letting out a chuckle; a small joke to break the tension.'Not at all..in fact I was just about finished.'Looking for a place to put the glass down and just decided to place it on the floor then stood up, dusting off his jacket.'I would invite you to join me for a meal but...'Taking a quick glance around the missing kitchen.'Well its not my place so no harm done.'Shaking his head while taking a few steps towards him.
His movement only caused the wolves to growl anew at him, making him stop a good couple steps from the man. Even at this distance he could feel Fenrir's overwhelming presence; like an tiny ant standing next to a huge giant, an analogy he hated referring himself to but it was the truth.'First..I'd like to say its an honor to meet the world renown yonkou, Fenrir.'A slight bow of his head to show his respect then motioned his hand towards the one who chased him earlier.'Secondly, to the wolf giving me the death glare. I wish to apologize for the whole glass in the eye business..it was a desperate situation and little options left me.'This time a slight bow of his head to the one he called scruffy due to not knowing the wolf's real name.
It took all he had to keep a calm, brave face for he refused to show weakness or cowardice; both to avoid risk of angering him and more to keep his pride.
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