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Jan 1, 2016 3:13:09 GMT 7
Post by Polo on Jan 1, 2016 3:13:09 GMT 7
 | [attr="class","sorry"]The darkness of the night blanketed the sea as it calmly lapped against the small boat. Four figures within its woody self. The looming of a larger ship in the distance as the boat paddled towards it in their destination. The small boat displayed the Marine words and logo on their sales, coloured in the traditional Marine colours. A small little cabin rested in the middle of it.
One figure was lounged in the middle of the boat, elbows extended out to rest comfortably on the edges of the boat while one hand provided the cigarette. His legs were crossed one ankle over the other as he extended them out towards the other side of the boat, thought not even close to touching the other wise. His grey eyes were gazing up at the night sky in thought before rolling his head towards the side to glance at the Marine Ship coming into view.
The plan was simple. They came through a small boat in the middle of the night. As they got closer, Polo would slip out of the boat to swim into the water and make his way towards the boat as the rest served as a distraction for his entrance through one of the ship canon holes. Dressed as Marines, the other three could make their attempt to get to the topper levels of the ship while Polo worked on taking control of the lower decks. With their combined forces, it shouldn't take long to get the ship under their control. As long as no body screwed up. Or destroyed the ship.
Taking the last drag of his cigarette, he blew out a puff of gray smoke into the air and flicked his cigarette into the ocean. Pulling the goggles from his hair down onto his eyes, he took the moment to adjust them properly on his face. He grabbed the sheathed sword resting on his stomach, stopping for a moment to look at the occupants of the boat. He knew he had to say something remotely encouraging, but he hadn't a clue what was considered 'encouraging'.
" Don't screw up and you'll be fine. " He said placing the sheathed sword into his mouth and picked up the rope and hook to put over his shoulder. Quietly slipping into the water. " Scream if you need me. "
With that, he sunk under the water and began swimming towards the boat. Holding his breath to keep the water from coming into his lungs, he made his way towards the Marine ship. Surfacing only for a few bits of the time quietly to take a quick breath before submerging again.
On the ship, Captain Scot Haney was snoozing away in his cabin. The rest of the crew on high alert as they did their best to well wide awake during the night. At the top of the mast resting in the roost, a Marine Officer was glancing around with his telescope as he sleepily looked around for anything that would strike as noteworthy. As his lens passed over the small Marine boat once and then another time, the Marine boy stopped and quickly returned his gaze to the small Marine boat.
"S-Sir! There's a Marine boat headed our way!" He called as he leaned over the roost to look down at the officers bellow. One of the Marines pulled out a telescope and began looking towards the marine boat as well. A hand raising.
"Drop anchor. Let's check this out." With a rattle of the chain releasing, a large splash occured as the Marine Ship began to slowly make a halt in their advanced. The Anchor digging into the ocean bed. A creak resounded in the air and the sails of the ship were slacked. A rope ladder was dropped on the side of the ship and most of the men piled onto the top deck with their fire arms at a ready.
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Jan 1, 2016 5:08:55 GMT 7
Post by Cyrus Booker on Jan 1, 2016 5:08:55 GMT 7
Drop those doubts  “Blegh, how can you guys stand this heat?” The large Revolutionary chirped from between his lips. His index finger looped inside of his shirt, pulling at the white collar of his Marine form. Beads of sweat were rolling down his cheeks, his chest expanding and retracting at quite the rapid pace. His rump was situated upon one of the wooden planks resting inside of the small Marine ship they were stationed in. Something just felt so wrong about this entire situation, especially the fact that they were dressed in Marine uniforms. Looking at a Marine alone brought forth a bad taste in his mouth, let alone actually wearing one of their vests.
His eyes turned over to Polo, the man in charge of this operation. He wasn’t necessarily your ‘Leader’ type of guy.. But he was definitely strong, and smart. He was taking the initiative to actually watch over himself and the two others until they had gained enough strength to move on to bigger and better things. Those things alone allowed Cyrus to harbor a great amount of respect for the man. So when Polo told them the plan and what they had to do in order to finish the operation, despite having to interact with filth, he complied without hesitation. They were to dress up as Marines, obviously, and infiltrate a Marine Battleship. Cyrus, Yak, and Kuga were gathering the attention upstairs, while Polo handled things in the lower decks.
He nodded his head solemnly, trying to reassure Polo that they were not going to screw up. Not in the slightest. “Hyeh! Might be a little tough with these two around.” He pointed his thumb out, aiming it back towards Yob and Kuga. “Of course, I’m only kidding. Or am I..?”
Cyrus continued to guide their small ship towards the side of the Marines’, leaving Polo behind to slide into the ship through a cannon hole. Almost immediately after their ship came within twenty feet of the ship, a man called out; “S-sir! There is a Marine boat headed our way!” Cyrus’ cold eyes gazed off to their right, watching the large anchor, rooted to the Ship by a massive metal chain, being lowered into the ominous depths. A rope ladder slapped against the side of the Marine ship, falling down right in front of where Cyrus was standing. He tipped his Marine cap, whispering back to Yok and Kuga; “Just follow my lead, and we can make it through this.”
He turned his head back up to the Marines, only to find himself staring down the barrels of several firearms. He placed right hand to his forehead, straightening out his back. He cleared his throat while projecting his voice in a respectful, yet stern tone.
“This is Lieutenant Commander Frank Briggs, reporting back with the scouting information requested by Captain Haney! I have brought two Lieutenants that were not able to receive a pick up from Headquarters.”
It was blatantly obvious that Cyrus had no clue what he was doing, but he winged it his best, trying to make the whole fiasco believable.
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Jan 1, 2016 19:32:00 GMT 7
Post by Diamond on Jan 1, 2016 19:32:00 GMT 7
 I am unbreakable like a diamond "How can you guys stand this heat?" mentioned Cyrus to the rest of them who are forced to be cramped because of the lack of space, by the large man, his new comrade who slumped near to Polo. He was restless, bead of sweats were rolling down from what Kuga can see. Kuga, however, is not affected, as much by it, as this was a part of the Kongo-Kongo no Mi's benefit. Kuga then paid attention to the night sky before him; it was not only blanketing the sea, but also the sky above. The stars are finally showing themselves, Kuga giddily began to count and name them. That is until Kuga noticed the arrival of a larger ship looming in the distance. Kuga is rather sensitive and can notice small details, even from afar; this is a sign of a good perceiving on his part. That he is quite alert of his surroundings at all time.
He was still watching over Cyrus, and then Polo. Therefore, Polo told the three of them the plan and what they had to do in order to conclude their little the operation, despite having to interact with Marines, Kuga complied without hesitation to Polo's plan, obedience is a strong point in Kuga. They were to infiltrate the Marine Battleship. Therefore, the plan goes as follow: Kuga and the other two are to gain attention upstairs, while Polo will handle things in the lower decks. “Hyeh! Might be a little tough with these two around.” Cyrus was pointing, aiming it towards Kuga and the other person. “Of course, I’m only kidding. Or am I..?” Kuga paid Cyrus no attention; he only spared his attention to Polo. He did not care as long as the mission is going.
"Okay then, here goes nothing." Uttered Kuga under his breath. He was starting to adjust the stolen or 'borrowed' he would like to call it. He held the marine cap tightly to his head. From how it goes, they are to enter from the rope ladder that was dropped before Cyrus. Cyrus whispered to them: "Just follow my lead, and we can make it through this.” Kuga nodded his head for a few moments before concentrating on the task; he stayed behind Cyrus, who eclipsed him. Reassured by the man's word he continued to follow suit. He signaled Yaboku to follow them carefully from behind with hand movements and signs.
So, while this whole ruse seemed poorly done. From what he can see of Cyrus's next actions, this fiasco seemed believable enough. Especially since, they wore a Marine uniform. Blending in really well with the rest of the battleship's crew aboard. "I hope this goes well."
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Jan 4, 2016 6:18:14 GMT 7
Post by Yaboku 'Krow' on Jan 4, 2016 6:18:14 GMT 7
“Scream if you need me.” Polo, the leader of the band of misfits that were aboard a smaller marine vessel said, before diving into the blue abyss below. That is all that Yaboku had heard because his attention was directed at the outfit he was wearing. He wore, with the rest of his team, a Marine uniform one of the most uncool outfits in the entire world. It consisted of a white short-sleeved shirt emblazoned with the Marine emblem, a simplified seagull with "MARINE" underneath it, on the back; a blue ascot; dark blue trousers; and a baseball cap with "MARINE" across the front. “Look Polo I know you want to be covert and all but we really have to talk about…” Before Yaboku could finish his complaint he noticed that Polo was already in water swimming to the target.
With his head held low he dragged his feet to stand over by Kuga who was admiring the sea of stars above them. Turning his attention up he also became lost in their beauty and utter brilliance, each glistening light was a powerhouse of solar energy. Yaboku let out a sigh and folded his arms, trying to hide the ridiculous ‘disguises’ that their fearless leader had chosen for them. “How can you guy’s stand this heat.” A much older Cyrus complained as literal streams of sweat were pouring down his face. Yaboku turned his attention to the blue haired man and gave him a blank stare.
“Hey Old Man Blueberry pipe down its not hot your just crazy! And where the Hell is this ship I’m ready to kick some butt, I could take all of these uncool bastards myself!” Yaboku ranted turning his hat backwards and cracking his knuckles.
“I'm ready to show the East Blue how Yaboku K. Toppū wins, so then all of the beautiful girls will carry me away with me safely snuggled in between their…” Yaboku’s left nostril started to run with crimson fluid as the thought off all the beautiful girls in the East Blue overwhelmed him.
“This is Lieutenant Commander Frank Briggs, reporting back with the scouting information requested by Captain Haney! I have brought two Lieutenants that were not able to receive a pick up from Headquarters.” Yaboku heard snapping him out of his illusion of beautiful girls and back to reality. A reality where a deck full of Marines were pointing rifles at them, loaded and ready to kill. “Dammit… I hope this works, because if we die Pop’s I’m going to donkey punch ya.” Yaboku whispered as he fixed his hat so that he would not stand out.
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Jan 5, 2016 2:43:40 GMT 7
Post by Polo on Jan 5, 2016 2:43:40 GMT 7
| [attr="class","sorry"]He would have much preferred trading rolls with the three under him, but with their devil fruit powers that wasn't going to happen. They'd just sink like dead bodies into the ocean if they even came close to putting their feet into the ocean. So he had to do the honors of taking the lower decks while the three took care of the top. He just hoped they didn't die so quickly, the least they could do is do half their job before keeling over.
Surfacing to the top once again with a hand pressed against the bottom of the Marine boat, his feet continued to keep him stationed in its spot as he pulled the rope and hook from his shoulder. Unfurling it just a little bit as he swung it around before letting it go to sail into the canon hole and clink against it before catching tightly. Attempting to not droll all over his sheathed sword, he took a big swallow of saliva before working to hoist his body up the side of the marine ship. Having made sure to climb on the other side of the ship, away from the three as they took all the attention.
Grabbing onto the ledge of the canon hole, Polo pulled himself up only enough to look through the hole. Quickly dropping his head down to dangle on the ledge as two Marine officers rushed towards the top of the deck. Pulling himself back up again to look, he glanced around for a moment before pulling himself into the ship. Taking the rope and hook from the ledge and winding it back up to hang over his shoulder.
Pulling the sheathed sword, Fenikkusu, from his mouth, he began to unsheath it and keep low to the ground as he skulked through the corridors of the Marine ship. Going around one corner, he finds a Marine patrolling. He instantly launches himself at the Marine and quickly cuts the Marine's head off. Sheathing his sword momentarily and putting it into his mouth as he dragged the decapitated body along with the head towards a more quiet corner to hide. To dump at a later time.
Up top, things were looking pretty interesting for the three.
“This is Lieutenant Commander Frank Briggs, reporting back with the scouting information requested by Captain Haney! I have brought two Lieutenants that were not able to receive a pick up from Headquarters.”
Many of the Marines murmured and looked at one another. "Captain Haney asked for scouting info?" "Who are the other two?" "This seems really fishy..." "Maybe we should get Captain Haney" "Are you insane? He'll rip our throat out for waking him up, it's better if we just-"
"Enough!" The First Mate called out, glancing back to see the murmuring Marines quickly straighten their posture and stand at attention with their rifles. "Get up here and let's see some IDs"
(There are currently four Marines on the lower deck with ten Marines on the upper deck. Captain Haney is still sleeping within his quarters undisturbed. One Marine has been killed so far.)
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Jan 5, 2016 4:21:40 GMT 7
Post by Cyrus Booker on Jan 5, 2016 4:21:40 GMT 7
Drop those doubts
“Right away my good man!” Cyrus nodded his head with much needed enthusiasm. He wrapped his fingers around the vertical tendrils of rope, quickly pulling himself upwards. He ascended up the side of the Marine Battleship, his hulking frame taking up nearly off of the rope’s space. As Cyrus boarded the Marine vessel, several of the grunts took wide steps back, their eyes slowly trailing up the skyscraper that was the hidden Revolutionary. He completely towered over everyone there. This was something Cyrus had gotten used to over the years, as his height usually garnered gawks and meticulous stares. “These blokes don’t know what’s about to hit ‘em. Berererere..” He thought silently to himself, repositioning his posture to live up to the Marine’s standards. He reached within the confines of his white Marine coat, retrieving a small ID card that, surprisingly, had the right information on it.
It showed that his name was indeed Frank Briggs, and he was a Lieutenant Commander, a picture of him in a Marine cap topping the his card off. He held his ID out for all to see, pushing it towards the First Mate. As for Diamondo and the little Lock-Runt, he had no idea if they had IDs for themselves. He didn’t care to check with them either. If they got themselves caught, they got themselves caught. He would play along with the whole deal and bust them with the rest of the Marines. Of course, he wouldn’t leave his comrades gagged and bound in a jail cell forever! Once the job finished up, he’d come back to save them. It’s not like they would be in any real danger, other than possibly getting beat. The Marines wouldn’t execute them out in the middle of the ocean, especially if they found out they were Revolutionaries.
“I think this covers everything, or am I wrong, sir?” Cyrus spoke with a playful tone, allowing a hint of arrogance to slither it’s way through his words.
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Jan 7, 2016 13:10:59 GMT 7
Post by Diamond on Jan 7, 2016 13:10:59 GMT 7
I am unbreakable like a diamond “This is Lieutenant Commander Frank Briggs, reporting back with the scouting information requested by Captain Haney! I have brought two Lieutenants that were not able to receive a pick up from Headquarters.” Kuga was rather impressed by his enforced impersonation, regardless of his initial failure, and lack of credibility. He whispered to Cyrus. "Not bad at all, Cyrus-san." It was quiet enough so that the marine aboard wouldn't suspect anything, only Cyrus and his other teammate Yaboku could hear the whisper. Kuga tucked his marine cap perfectly; it's bigger than his head size, as it was swaying to the side because of the night breeze.
Kuga suspected Polo had already made his move underneath, he can somewhat smell the stench of blood, but it was masked by the ocean breeze As a doctor, he is sensitive enough to the smell of blood. It seemed he already encountered an enemy; a skirmish, perhaps. Kuga can immediately tell there are nearly a dozen men on the deck, save a few who seems to be hidden away, like their superior officer. Whom he heard to be sleeping. He's counting on Cyrus to make their infiltration attempt a successful one. Looking at how things goes Kuga is a little more reassured of their success
"Get up here and let's see some IDs" This is what Kuga feared, to an extent. The need to show their identity card, to prove if they're marine or not, fortunately they have one set for each other, in the breast pocket of their uniform. Kuga took his out, looking carefully at the details inscribed in it. Some of the information is a bit wrong, but he believe he can pass with this. Following Cyrus who held out his ID to everybody aboard, he also did the same, his face remaining passive as in, pretending to not be faltering because some of the information is wrong, especially in regards of age.
Cyrus seemed to be taunting the officer, but Kuga remained silent as he was, watching his surroundings, his hand remained stiff holding the card to show the ID and the information that is there. He acted innocent and believable. At least, with his sense of confidence, he wouldn't be suspected at first glance, maybe, it depends if one of these marines know about the ID card, and that it might be forged, it could be bad for him and Yaboku, if Yaboku had a card of his own, if not, well, I guess it's goodbye.
"Now, how do we get out of this situation, Cyrus-san... I think you shouldn't be pushing it..." Kuga was thinking hard now, this is quite a dilemma. Although, he didn't voice his thought.
Kuga feared not the consequences of their action, but rather for the mission. He feared if this farce doesn't succeed it will go awry for Polo-san.
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Jan 8, 2016 1:30:10 GMT 7
Post by Yaboku 'Krow' on Jan 8, 2016 1:30:10 GMT 7
“Get up here and let’s see some IDs!” Yaboku heard one of the uncool Marine Cabin Boys barked at them. They threw down a worn, rope down for them to climb up on. The group of disguised Revolutionaries made their way up the rope scaling the ship that was in a whole different class compared to the dingy they had just left. The deck was full of Marines, each one more pathetic then the last. The Old Man walked up and with great confidence reached into his left side pocket and from it pulled out an ID that had the actual information he had just randomly spewed from his mouth.
“I think this covers everything, or am I wrong sir?” Cyrus had asked playfully unaware of what was going through Yaboku’s mind. Next up was Kuga, the star gazer, he had went as far as to compliment the ‘Lieutenant Commander Frank Briggs’. He adjusted his uniform just like Yaboku had to do before they had come aboard the vessel they were attempting to plunder. The young doctor reached into his side pocket and he too pulled out a forged ID but, Kuga appeared a little nervous, maybe some of the information was incorrect, or maybe they had the wrong picture, it didn’t matter to Yaboku because he was at his breaking point and could not continue on with the nonsense they were pulling.
As the ID’s of his comrades went around the Marines of deck, Yaboku reached into his pocket and felt an ID for him as well. He pulled it out of its secured location and looked at the picture. It was him alright and he was wearing the same clown costume he had on at the very moment. The vein on the left side of his head began to pulsate as the pure humiliation that he saw caused him to lose his cool.
“Hey Lieutenant we need to see your ID as well, come on now hand it over.” The cabin boy that demanded there ID’s initially demanded holding his hand out.
“You know what’s funny you tacky, uncool, paper pushing, pirate fetish having, sea monkey! I’m not a damn Marine! I’m the guy who is gonna kick your ass from here to next Thursday.” Yaboku smirked as he flicked the laminated card in the face of the Marine and he jumped back throwing his Marine jacket off and tightly balled his hand into a fist. “Kūki Kūki no Mi!” Yaboku said with a devilish smirk on his face and the air around his fist began to collect and spin violently. “Fūka Hōken!” Yaboku shouted as he thrust his right arm forward crashing his wind encased fist into the nose of the Marine. The impact caused blood to spray from his nose and sent him reeling backwards into the base of the main mast.
After his target had made impact a the wind dispersed from around his fist knocking the hats off of the other Marines on the deck. With a mischievous smile still etched across his face he slowly turned his head to the rest of the cabin boys on the deck. “I don’t know about you two but its time to kick everyone one of their asses. Sorry not Sorry.” Yaboku would say to Cryrus and Kuga jumping up into the air and preparing for his next attack.
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