Food, Marines, and Pirates! (Asura/Invite)

[Marina D. Tracey]

It was a generally peaceful day on Ohara. The sun was shining, winds were calm, and people were going about their daily business. Due to the general peacefulness of the island their wasn't too much negative activity around it at all and on this particular day there didn't seem to be anything at all. The only thing that some of the local residents would notice was that some of the usual people around seemed to be missing. It was too nice of a day which was odd for people to be inside but there wasn't too much thought put into this because of the general quaint nature of the island.

The reason for the lack of activity generally could be made apparent by the ravenous sounds of someone or something coming from on of the islands most expensive restaurants. If one was to go into the restaurant they would see a bunch of townfolk of all different ages, shapes, and sizes looking with amusement and slight disgust upon the form of a small girl who seemed to be eating at the very least 20x her weight with no signs of stopping. As the people sat by watching one of them finally spoke and said "So Tracey...you'll be following your mothers footsteps from now on..and join the Marines? Make Ohara proud once more!" he said as the rest of the group cheered before the girl known as Tracey took a swing from her drink and wiped her mouth with her hand before saying "Soon you guys will know my name far and wide! Marina D. Tracey! Just like my Momma's is!" she said as she stood up from the table and said "Thank you for the food. I'm so stuffed." some people sweatdropped to this statement as Tracey had devoured tens of plates of food which normally could feed a family for a week in one sitting.

[ASURA D. MAMORU]

Ohara was such a peaceful place, the sun seemed to be shining brighter than usual. There was a nice cool breeze, and children and the people were doing what needed to be done. From playing games, to taking care of stores but there was no problems. Ohara tended to be a peaceful place, or some people would think. Like Illusia you would never know if there was a down side. On Illusia people were separated by class level, by how much money you had. Pirates tended to be around that area, the low classed area's or robbing from the rich. Bandits made it their home also making it hard for anyone not living in the high classed society. But in all of Asura's years of living he had maybe only seen one or two gangs on Ohara which were nothing but a bunch of trouble making teens.

A tall dark tanned man with blue hair, and a muscular build walked down the street. He wore nothing but a yellow tank top, and red shorts carrying only a wallet in his pocket. He carried a back pack with various fruits and meats in it along with a den den mushi. Though he was large he didn't look like a troublesome guy from the smile he wore on his face. He had also been visiting the islands around west blue for years so his face was known. He enjoyed lending people a hand which gave him a good reputation, but no one seemed to know what he really wanted to do.

Not many people were out today, which was odd on a day like this. He found it odd till he heard the roars and praises coming from a nearby restaurants. "So that's whats going on today" he said walking over to the restaurant. There'd be only one occasion when most of the town would gather in a place like this. When someone was leaving the island and not returning for a while, usually to become a Marine. He decided he would have a look and opened the door only to bump into someone. "My mistake, I'm so sorry" he said looking down and seeing the small girl.