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Dimitri was in the room dressed in his training gear when a knocked reached his ears, he sighed and bid the visitor to enter his room. He was standing his room infront of his dresser when puddle of water slipped through the crack in the doorway. Dimitri scoffed softly, "Hello, captain." he greeted with a sad smile on his lips. Slowly, the puddle rose and shaped into Misty who noticed how sad Dimitri seemed.
"What's wrong?" she asked.
"Nothing, miss Misty." he replied. He cast his gaze down towrds the floor. "I-I apologize for my behavior towards you, miss Misty." he continued, embarresed over his loss of control.
"It's okay..." Misty said in a soft tone a she went to stand next to her first mate. "but something is botheirng you. What is it?"
Dimitri didn't answer her, instead he moved towards the window of his room. Misty looked after him, "If your sad about X, there is nothing we could have done. He died so that we could get away."
Still Dimitri remained silent. You would not understand... he thought. Misty continued to stare at him. "Why wouldn't I understand?" she asked. Dimitri's head rose slightly in surprise, Did she...?
"So? Why wouldn't I understand?" Misty repeated. Dimitri refused to respond however; as a precaution he also kept his mind clear of thoughts.
"Oh...Did you think that? Sorry. I thought you had spoken it."
Dimitri turned slightly, just enought to catch Misty in his sight as she turned to look out the door at the ocean. "Please tell me what's wrong, Dimitri."
Still he remained still and silent. Misty returned her gaze to him, "Why won't you tell me?"
When he only stared at her, she looked down at the floor, "You can tell me, you know."
Dimitri turned back to the window in response.
Misty sat on the bed then she lay back and stared at the ceiling. Not wanting to leave her in the room alone, Dimitri simply stood in front of the window, careful not to think while Misty said nothing and continued staring at the ceiling.
"I'm not telling you, miss Misty." Dimitri finally replied. Misty stayed silent for a minute, "Please tell me, so that I can help."
But Dimitri didn't answer her, he just resumed his defiant silence. Misty slowly stood. She walked to the door and turned. "Well, if you wnat to tell me I'll be around." with that, she left the room and closed the door.
She didn't get fare before she remembered she had seen a picture on the small table. Misty turned and re-entered the room and found Dimitri turned slightly to see that she had returned, then he turned back to his view of the sea. Misty shifted her eyes from Dimitri to the picture ont he nightstand and turned back to Dimitri. "So, who is that picture of?" she asked.
"No one. he answered softly, "No one that is important to you anyway."
Misty looked back at the picture. "Is she your sister, or what?"
"I said she's not important to you." he repeated a bit more loudly than he had intended. Misty stepped back, "I asked you this because I know what it's like to leave behind family and friends. You see, I have a brother back where I was born. If I could, I would still be there. But...my father..." her voice trailed off. Dimitri turned to her slightly, eyes a crack wider by the last statement.

ooc: um...we have food. Dimitri loaded up the ship before we left crystal island...and i say we just leave the doctor part alone until somone applies as the new doctor, until then dimitri with his knowledge would be an amateur doc and annie could give nutrion and heal slightly through food preperation or we could just like iono run around until we find a local doc of the towns we go to like luffy did before he got chopper.

ic: After Misty finished her story, she stood there waiting for a response from Dimitri. But there was none. What could he have said? Dimitri didn't know how to respond so he simply stood there, staring at her until she finally left him to his sadness. When the door closed, Dimitri moved from his spot by the window and locked the portal to the rest of the ship. Then he changed back to his regular clothes, no longer motivated to train. When he finished, Dimtiri found himself sitting on his bed once more. Gently he took the picture on the table and looked at it intently...

Last edited by Kiyoshi (2006-07-18 22:12:18)

Whistling innocently, (yes, Annie actually can whistle -gasp-) Annie bought out a basket full of fruit, covering it with her parasol to try and hide it. In her mind, she pictured herself not noticable or suspicious at all. Meeting back up with Tsubaki, the two girls giggled quietly, sorting through the fruit.
"Ready?" Tsubaki asked, yet Annie shook her head.
"Wait!" Annie then took a blueberry and squished it onto her cheeks, making two blue lines under her eyes, as if ready for battle. Without asking, she did the same to Tsubaki's cheeks, and clapped her hands together when she finished. "Okies, we're ready now!" They both grinned, taking a fruit in each hand. Annie blinked. "This whole ship is so bo~ring. Where oh where should we start, Tsubaki?!"

Last edited by Battle_Royale (2006-07-18 22:54:34)

A few minutes before Annie and Tsubaki's dastardly plot *ahem* artistic enhancement, Misty had left Dimitri's room.
Why the heck was he so quiet...? she wondered. She slowly walked up to the roof of the main cabin area. Tired, she brought some water from the sea and formed it into a ball around herself. She lay back in the liquid sphere and soon fell asleep.

Misty awoke with a start as the ship rattled from the SeaKing. She slowly turned and looked at the huge animal and saw the vine wrapping around it too late. She cringed as the life was crushed from the creature and it was thrown into the air. As the SeaKing crashed onto the water's surface, she smelled fruits. She looked around and noticed that the ship was painted with many varieties of tropical fruits.
   It must have been Annie and Tsubaki... she thought. She flicked her wrists and the bubble of water popped, sending water everywhere. The water rained down on the deck below, washing away some of the 'paint'. Misty stood and jumped down to the deck. As Annie and Tsubaki ran past her, she made a small motion with her hand. The air moisture around their feet condensed and froze solid. The two girls fell, unable to move their feet. Misty turned around.
   The two girls looked at Misty and tried to back away. Misty stared at them.
   "You brought the death of a sea creature... there will be a punishment..." Misty said. The two girls on the deck quieted. "Now, go scrub off every bit of fruit on the ship. Then paint the ship with normal paint, every inch of it. Paint the hull black and the cabin blue, the masts black, and the deck brown. Paint it with two coats of paint. Then, at the next island, you two must buy more food. Now go!" Misty turned and the ice on Annie and Tsubaki's feet shattered. Misty turned around once more. "And finish before nightfall!" she instructed. With that, she left.

Further out, a black ship loomed on the horizon.  The "Sea Lord" was a whaling ship.  It had iron platting on the hull (for protection) and that gave the ship it's black, ominous look.  The lookout yelled "SEA KING, dead ahead!" The captain yelled foreward, to the bow "Mr. Fuuma, ready the harpoon gun!  Fire at will."  "Aye" John Fuuma answered back.  Then he prepared himself.  He truly did not want to be a gunner, but he had put the gun back together and now he was the only one who could fire it without breaking it. He put on his polarized goggles, that everyone on this ship wore, and took aim at the sea king.  It had gone deep, but not quite deep enought, John could see a dark shadow under the waves.  He took his time, wanting the shot to be perfect.  John wanted this creature to die painlessly, and if he missed, or hit the wrong spot, the creature would suffer.  He finaly had the shot lined up and was about to fire when the lookout screamed "PIRATES!!!!!"

This distracted him, and he looked up.  He could see a ship out there on the waves. 
It bore no flag, and while that usualy meant it was a pirate ship, the stranger thing was the paint job on the hull.  Looked like penquins on a beach, or, at least it must have at one point.  Fuuma suddenly remembered he had a sea king to shot.  Everyone around him was shouting orders, but he had to get back on his shot.  He pointed the gun again just in time to see the sea king leap out of the water.

"ABANDON SHIP!!" someone yelled.  John obeyed.  Even if he shot the sea king, he only had a 50/50 chance of hitting the right spot, and even if he hit, that wouldnt stop its atack.  He didn't worry about his weapons.  They were already secure in his pack (that, per regulation, had an air bag inside it, so as not to weigh a sailor to his doom)  So he jumped overboard and swam as hard as he could towrds the pirate ship...

(occ: thanks for letting me join.  I hope we all have fun with this)

Last edited by John Fuuma (2006-07-21 14:26:14)

Misty ran over to the man. "Who are you? And what the heck were you doing floating alone in the sea?"
   The man didn't respond. He instead was carefully watching the SeaKing. He backed up a bit and looked at the girl staring at him.
   Misty quickly spoke something to the SeaKing. "Don't worry, he won't harm you now."
   The man looked unsure. "Who are you people?" he asked.
   Misty grinned. "Pirates."

"You're welcome... but we didn't really save you... you see, the SeaKing there is more or less my pet." Misty grinned. "By the way, I'm Misty, captain of this ship."
   "I'm John Fumma. Why do you have a SeaKing for a pet!?" he excalimed when he realized what Misty had said.
   Misty grinned wider. "I revived it. And I can talk to sea-dwelling animals. But that's another story. You said you would like to repay us... but there isn't anything you can do. so, would you like to join our crew? We're kind of a small crew right now."

"Yay!!!  We have a new member!!! Nice to meet ya!!!"  The 5'11" man fell over backwards as a human missile, aka Tsubaki, slammed, more like ran over, poor confused and wet John.
"Miss Tsubaki should you not be cleaning at the moment?"  Dimitri lifted up the petit girl very much how one would lift a cat from the neck.  At his words, Tsubaki started to bawl...loudly.  Huge stream of tears ran down her cheeks as Dimitri carried her back to her cleaning duty.

OCC: bitsmart, you forgot powder, you can't shoot a cannon without powder.

IC:  John had originaly worried about the cannon, the crack was small, but it looked like it went all the way through the metal.  If they had fired it, there was a very good chance it would've backfired.  Now the hole had been patched, and John had cleaned the cannon as well.  He had been suppriesd at the amount of dirt the was in the barrel. 
has anyone ever shot this cannon he wondered

Now came the test, he planed to shot at open water, but it helped to have a target.  Now to find one.   "See that rock." and John pointed off in the distance.  "Barely," Marlin said "do you realy think you can hit that?"  John was sure of it.  He probly would've bet his life on it.  Considering the sumo's face for a second he thought he might have to.  This man didn't trust John yet, and after all, why should he.  He realy hadn't expected trust on a pirate ship anyway.

That didn't mater now though, he had to focus on the shot.  Hitting a statonary target isn't hard, normaly.  On a ship though, you need to take into acount the rolling of the ocean, the wind, and the hight of the swells in your path.  The ocean was fairly calm today. Ill use the skip shot John told himself.  He aimed out the cannon and fired.  The cannon roared and belched it's bullet away on twoards it's target.  Just as John planned the round ball skiped three times off the water's surface before oblitarating the rock.  John stood up and surveyed the damage.  The rock had been destroyed by the cannon ball. There was almost nothing left of it.  The cannon was holding up perfectly as well.  "Well, that's one problem fixed, got anything else broken." John asked.

Last edited by John Fuuma (2006-07-21 18:12:11)

Candor Adsertor

This was not good. Those damn Pirates... He'd been tricked. They told him they needed a mthematician on their ship to work out the inflation rates, and ended up kidnapping him. It was Candor's fault really though....

Several weeks ago

The bar was jam packed, with people eagerly awaiting that night's show. It was always a garuanteed good 'un at the Lucky Catfish, and tonight there was a special treat, a warrior mathematician from the island in the Calm Belt... People had heard of these strange people's fearsome power with numbers but didn't believe it was possible. Now they hoped to be proved wrong.

Finally, Candor walked up to the stage, complete with his notepad in one hand and his pencil tucked behind his ear. After surveying the crowd, he began to right, drawing and lavish, extravegant and elegant equation that flowed from his rapidly moving hand and onto the paper. In the blink of an eye he was finished, pausing only to examine it before tearing the page away and holding it up to the audience. It was a simple proof designed to transifx the viewer and fill them with a senses of well being, and it did its job, the people only snapping out of their dreamlike state when Candor scrunched the paper up and burned it with the lighter he always carried. The rest of the hour was filled with similar such tricks and curiosities, but the big finale came when policemen brought in a convicted criminal. Now people would see if the rumours were true. Could numbers kill a man? It was several minutes before Candor finished writing his equation, instructing thsoe in the room to shield  their eyes. When they opened them again there was a dead an on the floor, with a piece of burning paper in the bin. The crowd had loved it...

Present day
Those pirates had een watching in the bar, and they'd wanted him to tell them how to do those tricks. Candor attempted to explain that it would be impossible without many years of training, but that if they'd just give him something to write with... It hadn't worked. They'd locked him in an empty cellar with nothing he could possibly use to write with. It was while he was staring out the tiny grimy porthole that Candor saw another ship, anchored, and getting closer by the second. This was it. Candor had decided it was time to escape.

occ: so, we need to hurry to the next island, and also, we need to eat lunch.
IC:
Tsubaki: To our new nakama!
Everyone: CAMPI!!!

Everyone seamed to relax after the toast.  After Annie and Tsubaki had finished with the sails, they had made lunch.  Now everyone looked eager to eat lunch, it looked  delicuous.  Marlin shouted "TIME TO EAT" and stuffed himself.  Betwen bites he manaced to get out, "oh, im Marlin, mleased to meet ma." and thus John was introduced to the whole crew.  John wondered about something.  "So...Misty, was it, where are we heading next?"