Kick in the Teeth {OPEN?!}

[Ace;;The Delusional Hypocrite]

`` The whisperings of the wind blew gently throughout the Shells Island. The trees branches whispered their own secret language of the nature. The flowers blooming up to the warmth of the ray shining down upon the Earth. Green grass blades wavered in the wind, as if they were dancing. A female set a foot on to the island, tying her small one man boat to the shore with a piece of boulder.

`` The female looked up to the sky. The warm sun rays shone down on her bright brown chocolate irises. Her sun kissed skin glowed as the ray danced upon her face. Her maroon brown hair hung around her face, the rest flowed behind her. The gentle wind played with the strands of her hair as it blew by. The clinking of two katanas were heard as the female walked onto the island. Just randomly and aimlessly exploring this island.

`` Her worn out brown leather combat boots made crunching noises as she strolled through the grass. Her nearly bare legs took long strides. The female wore light blue ripped up short along with a dark solid green thank top which showed a bit of her cleavage. A bloodstained shredded marine jacket rested on top of her shoulders. This female was supposed to be dead. Weeks ago actually. She had been murdered by some random marine officer. Who is this lady?

`` This woman was the one and the only Ace Pandora Xtar. A ex-marine captain. Now a brand new pirate ready to endure her journey to the title of Pirate Queen. Ace brushed the bangs out of her vision with her right hand. Her left hand rested on the katanas that were located on the left side of her body. A small mischievous smirk appeared on her face. Something in her guts told her that something fun was going to happen today.

`` Why was she here? Hell, she doesn't even know the answer to that question. None of her crew mates were at this island. Ace let out a sigh, she needed to get her crew assembled as soon as she can. But that can wait for now. Right now. She has no idea where the hell she is and she needed to figure this out.

`` "Where in the world in this place?" muttered Ace to herself, her right hand stratching her head in extreme confusion.

[Lawrence Pure Regent]

Women looked in awe as a blonde haired man passed the streets in a light blue Hawaiian t-shirt and tan-like pants. Waving at them as he passed by, the figure gave them charming smiles as he looked from side to side, obviously enjoying their attention. This man, of course was Lawrence Pure Regent, soldier of the one and only Marines. Though he was on vacation, Lawrence was actually looking forward to going back to Louguetown, where his job was. It not only had hot and beautiful girls there, it had also been free of the little rat Musker, a petty officer who was definitely on Lawrencefs gwish was deadh list. Right hand brushing his hair out of his vision, Lawrence smiled again, but this time much wider than usual. As you know now, Lawrence was on vacation, but it was not just any vacation, Shells Town had to be the best island he had ever been on to this date. Sure, Louguetown was majestic in its on way, but Shells Town reminded Lawrence of what life would be like without violence, peaceful with the mix of tranquility in the recipe. Reaching outside the area with buildings, Lawrence greeted the sun, obviously satisfied by his choice of island so far.

hThis town should definitely be the town me and my future wife should live inc.h Staring out into the sky, Lawrence dreamed about a lot of stuff he could do here in the future. Like have fun here, eat from a lot of restaurants, swim, hit on girls, read good books, and hit on girls. What? Was it against the rules of vacationing? Hearing a sudden sound coming from the shore, Lawrence looked down to see a girl tie a boat to a boulder. But that didnft really bother Lawrence at all, what bothered him was the fact that the girl was extremely pretty, pretty enough for him to hit on her. What? Hitting on girls was on his task list for Shells Town right? Might as well do it right now, save himself the trouble. Walking down to the shore, which took a good five minutes, Lawrence stood in front of the girl, who was actually one feet shorter than him. Taking a glance at her, Lawrence didnft really care about the bloodied jacket, or the fact that she made it to Shells Town on a boat, but the girl did look familiar. hHi there!h Giving her his best smile, Lawrence raised his hand and waved.hWhatfs up? And my name is Lawrence Pure Regent by the way.h Tilting his head playfully, Lawrence smiled. The soldier was often the one to cut formalities, especially when he was talking to a girl.

[Ace;;The Delusional Hypocrite]

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`` "Hi there!" said a male voice nearby. Ace looked up to see a male smiling widely, raising his hand and waving. "Perv." muttered Ace to herself, just low enough for anyone to not catch what she had said. "What's up? And my name is Lawrence Pure Regent by the way." said the male who had introduced himself as Lawrence. The female's left hand still rested on the katanas.

`` Ace smiled back, "Don't really care about your name. Leave me alone." snapped Ace as she walked away from the opposite direction of the marine. Her bloody coat following closely behind. She needed to get away from this marine as far as she could possibly get away. She didn't need anyone to find out that she is still alive after her fake death. Hell, she haven't even gotten the chance to change up her looks to avoid being caught.

`` She should have gotten rid of her bloody marine coat, it was one of the most noticeable thing about Ace when she was a marine captain. Oh well. Hopefully this marine would not be able to notice it. She continued on walking away, never looking back to see if he was following or whatever. The female now didn't care about what island or town she's in at the moment. She just needed something to drink some sake at this point.

[Lawrence Pure Regent]

Lawrencefs eyes traced down to the girlfs hands, which were touching what seemed to be kantanas. hWhoac.h[/i] Lawrence thought to himself as he managed to ignore the presence o f the very very VERY dangerous weapon. Stilling walking closer to the girl, Lawrence spaced out for a moment, but managed to catch the girlfs sentence barely. hOuch. That hurt, a lot.h Lawrence said playfully, catching up to the girl as he did. Despite being burned really bad, Lawrence was not the one to give up when it came to beautiful women, and he wasnft planning on changing his rules of life right now. Speeding up to be in front of her now, Lawrence tilted his head and showed his white teeth, still being happy-go-lucky as he was when he had entered Shells Town. His body of course, unlike his facial expressions, was ready to dodge a certain dangerous weapon if he ever felt like he was going to die a very cruel death in a few seconds.

The sand felt prickly as the marine continued to stay in front of the girlfs way. There was no way that Lawrence was going to have the girl forget Lawrence, even if she was somewhat mean, or was she playing hard to get? Chuckling to himself, Lawrence continued to be his usual laid back self in front of the girl. hWell? You still wanna ignore me?h Nodding his head to every word he said, Lawrence chuckled much louder.

[Ace;;The Delusional Hypocrite]

`` "Ouch. That hurt, a lot." said Lawrence. Ace grinded her teeth in annoyance. "Man up Lawrence, surely you can't be hurt by a mere word. Pathetic weakling." said Ace, her words felt like ice, pure coldness filled with distaste for this man. Ace's chocolate pools caught the sight of the blond hair man once again as he popped into her vision. "What part of 'Leave me alone' do you not get?" asked Ace. She let out a frustrated sigh, this man was pissing her greatly. And she is going to mince him into pieces and throw him out in the ocean if he keeps this up.

`` "Well? You still wanna ignore me?" asked Lawrence. Ace abruptly stopped in her tracks. Her hand snatched out into the air, forcefully grabbing the male's collar. Her knuckles going white from gripping the white fabric so tightly. Her muscles rippling underneath the layer of skin. She brought the man closer to her face, very close. "I want fucking ignore you, but unfortunately that seems impossible at this point." muttered Ace, her breath and tone was filled with coldness and anger. Like daggers piercing through the flesh.

`` "Now. Read. My. Lips. Leave me the hell alone." The female used her incredible strength to push him of to the side, her fingers letting go of his collar as she walked past him, disappearing to a nearby tavern. Where she quickly settled onto a stool located in front of the counter. She ordered for two cups of sake. These two cups were all for her to drink. It wasn't like she had ordered one for Lawrence of course. He wasn't worth it to be drinking with Ace. If he pisses her one more time. Hell was going to break loose for sure.

[Lawrence Pure Regent]

Of course, hard to get. This woman definitely needed to take a chill pill, and luckily for her, Lawrence was just the medicine to do it. gThe eLeave me alonef part~!h Lawrence laughed playfully as the girl then grabbed his collar out of nowhere, which surprised the marine. She was strong! And very fouled mouth to boot! hBetter tone it down a bitc..h Thought Lawrence as he was then pushed to the side by sheer strength alone. Fixing his messed up collar, Lawrence sighed before he followed the girl once again. What was he thinking? Of course he was either going to get shot down or killed at least by the girl. He could sense it, she was dangerous. But of course, being the man he is, risking his life for a girl would be the perfect death for him, though maybe dying by the girl was a different matterc.

Slowing down to let the girl move ahead of him, Lawrencefs eyes were occupied by the boat, which was tied by the girl in the first place. Now that he was thinking about it, when did anyone decide to take a little trip on a boat? And when was it smart to tie it to a boulder? Taking a look at the objects for the second time struck a bit of curiosity in Lawrence. It was not as much as a cat satisfied with a ball of yarn, but it was more than a person wanting to know how an ending went to a good theater show. hHow in the world?....h Lawrence now chuckled as he realized that he was thinking about something stressful on his vacation! Turning around, Lawrence followed the trail of footsteps left by the girl. It was strange, but Lawrence felt like talking with her a bit more, even if she did feel pestered by him.

Reaching the tavern, Lawrence smiled at the structure of the place as well, nice and simple, what the marine had liked the best. Getting closer to her, Lawrence sat on the stool right beside her. hNever knew there was a place like this in Shells Town.h Ordering a small cup of sake, Lawrence smiled. Places like these were always the best, especially when they had nourishments that a lot of people will enjoy time and time again. "You always come here?" Lawrence then asked, unaware of what the girl was going to do to him next, not that he wanted to know if he was going to die in fifteen seconds anyhow.

[Ace;;The Delusional Hypocrite]

`` "The 'Leave me alone' part~!" said Lawrence, a playful tone lining his voice. The female was so tired of his playful-ness. It was annoying as hell. She ignored the thoughts of Lawrence. This island was supposed to be her hiding place. There wasn't supposed to be any marines here. Ugh. But fortunately, the annoying marine hasn't seemed to notice that Ace was actually an ex marine. Ace was sitting on the stool, finally enjoying her Lawrence-free moment.

`` Unfortunately that moment was short lived. "Never knew there was a place like this in Shells Town." said the man as he sat on the stool next to her. Her knuckles went white from holding the cup of sake tightly. "You always come here?" asked Lawrence. Ace grinded her teeth. Why couldn't her short-lived Lawrence-free moment be much longer than five seconds?

`` CRACK!!

`` The cracking sound had emerged from Ace's hand. Sake dripping all over her hand and onto the counter. Apparently Ace had gripped the cup so tightly that it broke under her hand's pressure. Slowly, the dangerous female turned her head slowly at the marine. "Apparently you're dumb to not know the meaning of leaving a lady alone when she wishes to be alone." muttered Ace, a killing intent was heard within her voice. Her brunette orbs held the passionate fire of her killing intent. Her face expression twisted into a mad smirk. A smirk of a mad insane woman.

`` BOOM!!

`` Ace's fists went flying in the air, crashing into the wooden counter in front of her. Shards of wooden splinters flew in all many directions. Even some of the shards found its mark on Ace's body. Her hands bled from breaking the cup and getting wooden splinters. The warm crimson liquid dripped down from her hand onto the floor. Staining the wooden floor with the dark crimson substance.

`` "Are you really asking for this?" muttered Ace. Her brown bangs hung in front of her eyes, creating a dark shadow across her eyes. Only creating a emphasis on how dangerous she is at this moment. The anger meter within her was rising up as time passed by. The dust finally cleared after the wreckage of the bar's counter. Other customers in the tavern looked stunned and some had began to leave for their safety. Then, without sudden warning, the female brought up her fist from blow, aiming for the bottom of the opponent's neck. If he was to get hit by that punch, he will find himself sent flying up to the roof of the tavern.

[Lawrence Pure Regent]

The marine jumped for a bit as the cup with sake broke, spilling its content all over the counter. hTo shamec.h[/i] Lawrence sadly thought, a perfect cup of sake wasted, the horror. As the girl turned to face Lawrence, the boy made sure to get ready for any surprise attacks now, since the girl was strong of course. A slap to the face was an entirely different subject. The brunette had an insane amount of strength, strong enough that she could probably win against almost anyone in a fist fight. Thatfs how strong she was in Lawrencefs view. Another shudder went down Lawrencefs spine as she talked like a killer, how the recruit wished that he hadnft even bothered her now, but whatfs the use? The curious cat shall always stay as a curious cat until it dies, thatfs just how the system went. Hopefully, curiosity didnft kill the cat because if it did, then Lawrence absolutely had no chance of surviving what shall happen to him next.

BOOM!

As her fist went flying into the counter, Lawrence leaned on his back to successfully roll off of the stool. Right arm now in front of him to block any incoming wood shards, Lawrence frowned a bit. hGuess I am.h replying to her comment, which Lawrence had barely heard a while back. Standing up, the recruit carefully examined the place, which had now been deserted except for people craving for a nice fight. To them, it seemed like a loverfs quarrel. To Lawrence (And probably the girl as well), this was something much more serious. hCrud.h[/i] Seeing her transform her pretty image into that of a mother of a demon, Lawrence felt him groan on instinct. Did his body possibly sense that she was amazingly dangerous too? Or was it just because Lawrence was just acting careless at this time? Suddenly, something whirred at him while he was thinking. Blood pumping, Lawrence felt his legs react like a deer would react when it feels like itfs going to get hunted down by predators. Performing a back flip, the marine smiled until he saw what was right behind him.

CRASH!

hOkay, okay! Ifm sorry alright?! I donft want to fight right now!h Lawrence groaned once more, both hands in the air. He was now sitting on a table that gave way when he performed the back flip. What luck! This had got to be one of the worst vacations ever! Plus, it was never one of his policies to fight girls, nor was he intending on fighting at all when itfs his vacation in the first place. hI surrender! Okay?....you won.h Chuckling now at himself a bit, Lawrence attempted to get up from the table. Hopefully he wonft die the second he did, or else this wouldfve been the saddest death in marine history. Death by vacation.

[Loki]

Loki was minding his own business, yelling at people to give up their alcoholic ways, when the strangest pair came into the bar. First the female came first, a raggedy looking marine, she wore a marines jacket and two katanas that looked almost as dangerous as she did. By most accounts she was pretty but Loki wasn't paying particular attention to her looks, he paying attention to how angry she looked. "Anybody that unstable who has weapons shouldn't be at a bar." He thought to himself, ready to leap forward and intercept a slash if she became violent. The next person to enter was following the annoyed Marine. He seemed to be a marine himself, but obviously wasn't talking to her in a formal sense. He was now listening intently to their conversation and heard her muttering about wanting him to leave her alone. He was about to go and tell the man to leave her alone, if only to avoid a more violent confrontation between the two, when suddenly she punched the table in front of her, breaking it to smithereens. "Looks like he's finally pushed her over the edge." He thought to himself and rushed forward to block her next attack, pole in hand. His hands shifted their position on the pole and he speared downward, catching the punch mid-hit. He had managed to catch her middle knuckle before the punch had gained its full momentum and forced it to stop. "She didn't get full velocity on it and I'm still having trouble with this." He thought to himself as he strained to keep the fist from going upward. His arms shook slightly but he kept his face neutral and said in a clear voice. "“Put your sword back into its place. For all who take the sword will perish by the sword. " It was true that she hadn't drawn her Katanas but the meaning was still true for her fists.

Loki pulled his pole back and turned toward the blonde marine who had, inexplicably, escaped the blow even before he blocked it. "Both of you return to your respective houses and pray for forgiveness as atonement for your sins. I shall pay for the damage you have done to the bar owners humble residence, but I need you two to leave before you are permanently out of gods good graces." He was trying to disarm the tenuous situation that the two were in before they destroyed more than just a few tables. "But please," he took two crosses out of his pack and held one in either hand "take one of these, each of you, and accept the Lord into your hearts once again."

[Ace;;The Delusional Hypocrite]

`` "Guess I am." said the male before Ace unleashed her fury upon on him. Then all the sudden, a pole came flying out of nowhere, a different man had stopped her flying punch before getting to its climax. Ace's brown orbs watched as his arms shook slightly under Ace's strength. “Put your sword back into its place. For all who take the sword will perish by the sword." said the newcomer.

`` "Okay, okay! I'm sorry alright?! I don't want to fight right now!" exclaimed Lawrence. "I surrender! Okay?....you won." Ace's head looked over to the marine. "Sorry doesn't cut it." muttered Ace distastefully. Both of you return to your respective houses and pray for forgiveness as atonement for your sins. I shall pay for the damage you have done to the bar owners humble residence, but I need you two to leave before you are permanently out of gods good graces."

`` "But please," said the man as he took out two crosses, "take one of these, each of you, and accept the Lord into your hearts once again." Ace took the cross. As soon the cross touched her hand, it cracked to pieces. Small pieces fell to the floor below her. "Bullshit." said Ace with a strong hateful tone. The killing intent just growing even more in her eyes. "Do you know there's one thing I hate more than that man over there?" asked Ace,

`` "I hate... other people disrupting my fights and battles." muttered Ace, "And you just happen to make the list of people I deeply despise." Ace quickly pulled out one of her katanas. The handle rested within her right hand as she took a step forward, the blade seemed to whistle through the air, as if crying out for its lust of blood. The blade aimed for the priest-like person's shoulder. She added some of her own strength behind the blade's force. Her biceps muscles rippling as she swung down the blade.

[Salvatore Leon]

Salvatore had received his captains note saying she was going to be at a bar, what luck right? He walked throughout the town and found many bars and none were she was at. She could of at least mention which bar instead of having him search for her. He went bar hopping practically and since he had to look for his captain, he didn't get a chance to talk to the ladies inside the bar. After a good while he was reaching yet another bar.

"Hopefully this is it, i'm getting tired carrying this damn sword around."

He was carrying his nodachi on his shoulder with his right hand holding it off the ground. He entered the bar as some guy was yelling. He stepped inside the actual bar area and noticed a marine, a civilian of sorts and none other than his own damn captain. Causing trouble like normal. He didn't want to step in since she normally goes wild on those people, so he sat down at a table and laid his blade across it. He sat and watch as it more developed.

[Loki]

The woman didn't seem to be ready to walk away just yet. First she didn't accept the poor man's apology, then she broke his cross with a mere touch. But he remained unfazed and kept up his eternal smile, one that could be best described as a parent watching their child. "You have great anger in you Ms, but you should remember whoever is slow to anger has great understanding, but he who has a hasty temper exalts folly." He could feel the killing intent wafting off of her as she started to tell him why he annoyed her more than the marine. He knew the slash was coming and avoided it with a small step backwards. "She may have the brute strength required to cut a tree in half, but the speed of her blows are not fast enough to catch me." He thought to himself. It was obvious that her speed would catch the normal man. But he had trained his body to be as quick and flexible as possible, sacrificing the brute strength that extra muscles would give him.

"My fellow child of the holy one," Loki started, holding his arms out, "you have strayed far from the path of righteousness. Please accept the love of the lord into your heart before you get cast into the pit of fire. " He took another step back and motioned for Lawrence and, the only other person still left in the bar, Salvatore to come to him. "Come everyone who can hear my voice, let us pray for the soul of this misbegotten woman." He fell to his knees and clasped both of his hands together, pole falling to his side, and started to speak. "Lord, I am your humble servant and I realize this soul has strayed farther than you would like, but please give me the strength needed to bring her back to your sanctum. Fill me with the holy strength required to defeat her if she raises her hand against innocents." He kept his voice lower than normal, listening for the whistle of her katana incase she decided to attack him while he was bent down.

[colonel]

DEATH IS THE MAD SURGEON'S GAME!

"Oh God!" Nicholi was laying on the ground inside a bar, completely drunk. He picked his body up to see there were others on the ground, just like him. They too, were drunk off there ass. Nicholi was here for two days, partying and drinking. He dragged his body into the restroom, so he could threw up. He kicked the door open and fell to his knees. Nicholi threw his hat aside, that way it would be messed up by the toilet water. He placed his hands on the toilet and leaned so close, another inch and he would be licking the water. He starting threwing up crap, like crazy. "God! Please let me through this. If you do, I promise I'll never drink again." He said, raising his head up slightly, looking at the ceiling. He continued to threw up for five hours, give or take the breaks he had. Finally, he was free of this curse. He grabbed his hat, placed it on his head and kicked the door once again.

"My head is still hurting but I don't feel like staying here." He said to himself, looking at the others, drunk on the floor. Yeah, it would be best if he let now while he still could. But before he did, he grabbed a couple of bottles of liquor, red wine, white wine, and some whiskey, Nicholi favorite. The noises of Nicholi woke someone. Nicholi turned to the man and smiles, "Did, I wake you motherfucker?" He knew Jack will be more pleased once, he had returned with this crap. Nicholi took one step out of the bar and to him, the world was having an earthquake. He jumped onto the ground, covering his head with his hands and eyes closed. He heard noises. People noise. It was a couple of people walking by him, asking what the crap was he doing. Nicholi got up slowly and turned to the public and said. "You why this is happening to you people? It's because karma is all up in your guts like a motherfucker." He dusted himself off and began walking to his left but then turned to his right. Right was always the best way to go. He had been walking for a long time. Just when he was about to give up, he wanted inside other bar where he spotted two people he knew. His crewmates, the captain and the swordsman.

He started to run but the moment he did, his head being to beat again. He stopped and walked. "Ace! Leon! Yo, it's me! Nicholi!" Nicholi yelled, as he waved his hand getting their attention. This was perfect for him. Now he could relax would worry about the marines. But being in a bar...he might want to drink again. Plus, not only that, he spotted to people, right off the back he didn't like. And from the looks of it, neither did his crewmates.

[Jack S Night]

A calm day, a silent breeze, and the smell of alcohol. Even a mile away, Jack could smell it. The rest of the crew had gone out to town, and Jack had decided to look around a bit first, before going into town. Unfortunately, before long, he got incredibly thirsty. A thirst only booze could quench. Something had to be done. Knowing that he couldn't leave this be, he decided to find the rest of the crew, and go to a bar. So much for a day off, eh?

With that, Jack departed, quickly sprinting towards the town. Passing a few people along the way, he chuckled, before leaping high into the air, and landing on a rooftop in town. Scanning the area with his mechanical eye, he searched for one particular person, since he knew the other was likely hammered. He searched for a woman, a particular, peculiar woman. His Captain. He searched for a good five minutes or so, before finding her. She walked into a bar, being followed by a fellow who seemed to be severely annoying her. It appeared that she had done his work for him, and it was time for him to make his entrance. Of course, it would be dramatic.

Within a mere moment, Jack had gotten from the high rooftop to merely a block or so away from the bar. He slowly walked up to the door, but, rather than walk in, he just sat down at the batwing doors, with his right foot supporting him and his left foot extended. Then, in order to draw everyone's attention, he slid his left foot across the ground, scraping his spurs against the concrete, making a loud screeching sound. "Hey now, you weren't going to start the party without me, were you? 'Cause it ain't a real party without some jams!"

Jack stood up, listening to the man preach "the word of God". He chuckled, before shooting a glare at him. "Chyeh, there are two things I hate in this world! Marriage, and preaching holy men! If there was a god, why would our daily lives suck so much? Why would there be war, pain, sickness, suffering? Answer, THERE IS NO GOD!" Seeing a cross, Jack held out his left hand, releasing a flurry of silver wire and slicing the wooden cross to tiny bits, chuckling as they hit the floor.

[Ace;;The Delusional Hypocrite]

`` "You have great anger in you Ms, but you should remember whoever is slow to anger has great understanding, but he who has a hasty temper exalts folly." said the man. Ace glared at him intensely. "Oh thank you, Captain Obvious. I know I have a temper but I don't give a care in the world for that." muttered the female, scowling as the man started to... what was the word? Pray? The seemed like it. "My fellow child of the holy one," Loki started, holding his arms out, "you have strayed far from the path of righteousness. Please accept the love of the lord into your heart before you get cast into the pit of fire."

`` "Come everyone who can hear my voice, let us pray for the soul of this misbegotten woman." said the priest man. The man fell to his knees, his hands meeting each other in a praying position. "Lord, I am your humble servant and I realize this soul has strayed farther than you would like, but please give me the strength needed to bring her back to your sanctum. Fill me with the holy strength required to defeat her if she raises her hand against innocents."

`` Then all of the sudden, more people seemed to come into the bar. "Ace! Leon! Yo, it's me! Nicholi!" yelled Nicholi. She smiled, knowing the voice before he even stated his name. She did not draw her attention away from the priest man however. Within her mind was some planning process going on. But her thoughts were interrupted by another voice and a loud screeching noise. "Hey now, you weren't going to start the party without me, were you? 'Cause it ain't a real party without some jams!"This time, her smile got even wider. Jack, her shipwright and musician.

`` "Chyeh, there are two things I hate in this world! Marriage, and preaching holy men! If there was a god, why would our daily lives suck so much? Why would there be war, pain, sickness, suffering? Answer, THERE IS NO GOD!" exclaimed Jack. "You see, none of us gives a crap about this voodoo god of yours. It's best to give up trying convert us. Cause we're not gonna change. Not for you. Not for anyone but ourselves. Cause' we're the Black Out pirates." smirked Ace.

`` Having said that, her right leg swung upward toward the man kneeling down. Her combat boot aiming for his stomach. If the attack met its mark, it would most likely leave behind a nasty bruise on the stomach and maybe slight non-life threatening internal bleeding. Ace then swung her katakana downward the opponent's neck. The female let out a disgusted grunt, as if this man before her was a nasty vermin.