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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 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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Dec 23, 2015 11:44:11 GMT 7
Post by Polo on Dec 23, 2015 11:44:11 GMT 7
I ALWAYS WANTED TO ASK IF YOU UNDERSTOOD JUST A LITTLE OF MY FEELINGS ALTHOUGH I NEVER TOLD YOU. | [attr="class","sorry"]Rolling the cigarette in his mouth, Polo gave the menu to the waiter before turning his gaze towards the Marine that he had given the letter to. One hand resting on the table while the other laid on a leg tapping in a rhythmic manner. Feeling the stare of the girl across the table of him, he didn't pay much attention to her. Only catching her words as she responded to the waiter with her order. " Sesame-crusted tuna with red pepper ponzu. " " No wasabi," She said, as if clarifying that she wouldn't like that in her dish. He gave a small snort, and continued to stare in the direction of the Marine for a while longer. His eyes gathering in all of his manners: the way he ate his food, how his eyes creased when he spoke to his companion, his lips pressing together as he formed expression on his face, and the way he held himself together. Polo became very engrossed with his staring, his attention only being diverted when the sound of people entered into the restaurant. His eyes quickly catching the insignia of the World Government and the words 'MARINE' plastered all over them. Polo glanced away, turning his attention to the girl across from him. His eyes locking with her lessened intense stare than before. He rolled the cigarette in his mouth to the other side, giving a small chew before stretching out his arms in a small yawn and clasp his hands behind his head. Tilting the chair that he's sitting in back a little bit, his eyes staring at the ceiling as he waited for his order to come. @ honey candy |
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Dec 23, 2015 8:38:29 GMT 7
Post by Polo on Dec 23, 2015 8:38:29 GMT 7
I ALWAYS WANTED TO ASK IF YOU UNDERSTOOD JUST A LITTLE OF MY FEELINGS ALTHOUGH I NEVER TOLD YOU. | [attr="class","sorry"]The Revolutionary pulled the cigarette out of his mouth, scratching the upper part of his lip with the back of one of his fingers and continued to read from the menu. His eyes glancing aside from his menu to look at the man who received his letter. Watching him closely for a moment as he took in the man's expression. " Are you Death? "He placed down his menu to stare at the girl across from the table. Her eyes locked with his own, an intensity sizzling from them. Polo's eyebrow raised as a confused look crossed his features. His foot rolled on his ankle from side to side as he thought over her question. " What kind of stupid question is that? " He countered, his head lifting up to the side as he continued to watch her. Twitching the left side of his mouth, his hand rose up to the air as his gaze never left her until he looked away to call for the waiter. " Waiter. "In a flash a waiter came with a big smile. "What can I get for you."Polo lifted the menu slightly as he looked down at it, his eyes trailing to look for the food that he was interested in trying. A finger lifting to point at the written words. " Sesame-Crusted Tuna with Wasabi-Ponzo sauce. " The waiter began to scribble down on the notepaper that he had and turned his attention to Honey. "And what would your daughter like?"Polo leaned on the armrest of the chair, placing his cheek and jaw in the palm of his hand. His expression bland, his other hand gesturing towards her. " What do you want, pipsqueak? "@ honey candy |
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Dec 23, 2015 6:48:41 GMT 7
Post by Polo on Dec 23, 2015 6:48:41 GMT 7
I ALWAYS WANTED TO ASK IF YOU UNDERSTOOD JUST A LITTLE OF MY FEELINGS ALTHOUGH I NEVER TOLD YOU. | [attr="class","sorry"] " Interesting,"
" I don't see that on the menu. "The side of Polo's lips twisted downward, his teeth grating against each other. Putting his menu down, he leaned to the side as he stuff his hand into one of his pant's pockets. Pulling out a carton of cigarettes, he pulled one out and placed it in his mouth. Preferring to chew on the cigarette instead of grind his teeth, he placed the carton back and pulled the menu back up to his face. With his frequent visits to the Baratie, he knew better than to light his cigarette. He wasn't in the mood to have a swarm of cooks shuffling out of the kitchen with their abnormally large cooking utensils and have his head beat in. Rolling the cigarette to one side of his mouth, his brows scrunched together as his eyes read along the menu. His concentration only broken by the loud and obnoxious sound of tummy grumbling coming from across the table. Tilting his head to the side to see around his menu, he stared at Honey with brows furrowed. He moved the cigarette in his mouth to the other side again and quickly moved his head to hide behind the menu. " Their soup is pretty good. " He commented lightly, his shoulders hunched forward. Hearing the sound of footsteps, Polo straightened his back and looked direction at the waiter and other customer. His eyes pierced straight through the two, sending out waves of death at both of them. His expression daring them to seat another person at the table. Almost instantly the waiter began to usher the man to another table nearby, Polo's intense gaze following them as they left. Only moving to look at the menu when he was satisfied with their distance. His body fell back into the backrest of the chair, his long legs extending under the table to stretch. Maybe he'd try the fish today. @ honey candy |
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Dec 20, 2015 3:57:51 GMT 7
Post by Polo on Dec 20, 2015 3:57:51 GMT 7
I ALWAYS WANTED TO ASK IF YOU UNDERSTOOD JUST A LITTLE OF MY FEELINGS ALTHOUGH I NEVER TOLD YOU. | [attr="class","sorry"]The Baratie was a sort of safe haven for most sea travelers. Marine or Pirate, there was a peace settled on this little fishy boat. Any attempts to break out a fight had the Chefs coming in with their overly large cooking equipment and beating the living shit out of ya. Polo had felt the pains of their feelings on a number of times when Marines came by, and by now he had settled down to simply delivering letter death threats to his fellow restaurant goers.
Seated within his own table that he had acquired just a little bit before the lunch hour rush, Polo sat in silence as he glanced over his menu casually at the other restaurant goers. Looking for any fools wearing the coats of the World Government. The Baratie was almost ripe for picking, at a later time. A small smirk creeped onto the Revolutionary's lips. This was going to be-
"Huh?" Polo glanced down at the tiny little girl getting herself situated on the other end of his table. Grey eyes glanced over towards the waiter, vibes of death waving over to his stupid head. What the hell? He had asked for a table just for himself. Polo glanced around, seeing the tables around him filled to the brim with several bodies. His narrowed eyes returned back towards the girl hidden behind her menu. He supposed it was all the waiter could do- ah what the hell.
" What would you recommend? "
"Where's your parents, girl?" A heavy frown formed on the man's face. He really didn't want to baby sit this kid. Setting his menu down, he glanced around to catch sight of a marine clothed man sitting a few distance away. Pulling out a pen and paper from his suit pocket, he began to furiously write on the paper before calling for a waiter to deliver the letter for him.
Pulling his menu back up, he glanced around it to look at the girl. He frowned heavily again. Sticking his face into the menu to read, he did his best to ignore the little pimple in his presence. |
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