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Ugh, sloppy post is sloppy.

Anyway I replied ^^

Alicia has now pledged herself and is now dedicated to rectifying her mistake, which means she's now dedicated to the StarDusk pirates ^^


Alicia gently nodded after Nolan spoke, offering another soft smile in appreciation for his gesture. In the silence that followed she began to think of the future and what lay ahead in her journey towards redemption, the words which had been spoken in the tavern now imprinted upon her mind as if the experience had been burned deep within her. Willpower is what he spoke of, a force of which could not be measured by any known science, tested by hardship and the resolve of one's being along with their persistence to carry on. Alicia had seen examples of this and had read stories about great fighters, not just swordsmen, who had fought against insurmountable odds and walked away breathing, devastation left in their wake. Nothing but pure willpower to continue moving ground beneath their feet. Hakairyoku also known as 'The Power of Destruction' had been mentioned a few times throughout these stories and various legends. But then she'd always took that exactly as it was, a legend and nothing more. This Shouta had changed everything, warping the reality she'd once thought was certain and opening her to the concepts of the impossible.

She said nothing as Runali took a seat beside her, deciding it was better to await the words of her captain before explaining herself should she be required to. However, it seemed Runali was more interested in lightening the mood, favoring to accept what had happened over the lament of what they'd lost. Her eyes looked down to the dagger as Runali explained about what had happened and what the dagger had meant to her. It brought Alicia more hurt to hear that her arrogance had not only brought her own misfortune, but had also brought a similar fate to a friend. When Runali had finished talking Alicia finally spoke, "Yet here we are, following your orders" she replied in counter argument to her last statement, "You may be young Runali, but your mental age and maturity extends far beyond that. And I think a part of you is quite aware of it" she said, giving a small smile and a pause before she looked away from her and back to the horizon. "But yes, I believe we will improve. In fact, it is not even a question" she said with confidence.

After a long pause she spoke again, taking a deep breath as her tone asserted in a seriousness she hadn't shown in the time they'd known each other. "Runali, I allowed my arrogance and eagerness for a challenge to cloud my judgement. Because of this, I've lost my honor and caused you to give up your own. It is paramount to my family that what he's taken from me is returned and restored and to do that I will eventually have to defeat that man in a fair duel. If I do this and win, you will be unable to restore the honor of this crew. So in light of this, I have decided that I will take the insignia of the StarDusk pirates on my skin, so that when I defeat him... I can restore the honor of this crew as one of it's members and my own simultaneously. That is if you're still content to keep me of course" she said. stating the man's defeat as an inevitability.
I'm gonna wait for your next post Aki, I haven't got much to add at the moment.
Hmmm. I'm sure he's fine. I'll give it a day.

Get ready for fun times at the mall folks!
Hmmm. I'm sure he's fine. I'll give it a day.

Get ready for fun times at the mall folks!
Leah picked up her schoolbag, pulling it onto her back as he explained about his robberies. It was still kind of strange to be so close to a criminal, her father having raised her with a pretty strong moral compass. It was for this reason that stealing was something that was generally considered wrong to her, though lately stealing had become more of a necessity in recent times which sort of desensitized the concept to her. "The same way we came in" she replied simply, "We can go around the side of the house to get out into the front garden and continue on from there" she said as she began walking towards the exit to the back garden. Once the Cowboy was out she'd seal the place as she had done yesterday, closing the door till the latch clicked shut before pushing the create away from the door, leaving it just the way it was when they'd arrived the night before. "Come on, let's go... I'm actually looking forwards to clean clothes" she said, making a small attempt at humor.
I'm currently going through in my head how Alicia will apologize to the captain and the crew after hearing what happened.

This is good though, kinda like when Admiral Aokiji came along and demonstrated how the straw hats weren't invincible, despite their achievements.
Darn it Prince! Lol

Alicia has got a long road ahead of her in the progression of her redemption from this. Not just to her, but now to the crew as well.

Also Prince I'm really enjoying your posts.
Still here ^^

I'd had my last post saved on docs for a few days.




It had been the longest walk of her life, time seeming to drift by as if it were one of the many strangers she'd passed on the street as she made her way towards the docks. She needed to be away from people, away from busy areas with noise and disturbances. She felt cold as if her blood ran with ice, though her eyes burned from the soreness brought by the tears that had graced her cheeks. The sound repeated in her mind over and over, metal popping like a miniature explosion as it was forced to give under the strain of the power the man wielded. A Meito sword, an instrument of art forged in beauty, infused with the history of four great eras of masters who had fought in some of the most notorious battles and wars known to history. But now the blade lay broken, it's achievements stomped on as if they were mere tales of a drunk man, something that a person would barely afford the time to listen to,

Alicia sat herself upon one of the log posts that ran along the docks in order to keep the platforms raised above the water. It was quiet here, most people either indulging in drinking or sleeping for the new day tomorrow. Some people were at the docks, although it seemed they were maintaining the ships which rocked gently in the waters, groaning gently as the wooden vessels creaked to themselves. Alicia merely listened to the sound as she tried to come to terms with what had happened, trying to form some kind of understanding for why and what she could do about it. She let out a sigh, looking out to the horizon as she tried not to think of the disappointment and the shame she'd brought upon her home, knowing full well that she'd never be able to return home until she had restored the blade and won back her honor.

"Alicia?"

Her head turned slightly as the sound of her name broke her from her thoughts, startling her for a moment before she relaxed. She listened to him speak and allowed only the smallest of a smiles to grace her features, "Hello mister cook" she said in her usual soft tone before she motioned to the log beside her for him to take a seat. After a few minutes of silence she would talk again, "I'm sorry Nolan. I didn't mean to ruin everyone's evening" she said as she continued to look out to the many various ships that lay docked in the port. Despite that Alicia was seeming to be the same calm and serene person she usually was, the red around her eyes combined with the somber expression she wore was enough to tell anyone who noticed that she was hurting inside.
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