Visiting the Pubs

[MARIK SWIFT]

Marik walked down the streets of Dawn Island peeking left and right whenever something caught a little bit of interest to him. It was only his first time on the island despite the fact he actually had a house on the island. He had many different homes on islands among the blues that he had never visited before. All of these homes were built on his father's orders as the man was very brandish with his wealth. Still, he never really visited any of these island homes, and most of them were uninhabited, so either way it was nice to visit Dawn Island for the first time.

As he paced the streets he earned quite a few distasteful glares here and there from the men he saw on the sides of the long street. He didn't pay much mind to it, but he was very fond of provocation sometimes, so he would stare at the men; not as intense, but instead he wore his usual smile at his lips that kept his mind submerged to those who dare attempt to read and understand him. Most of them were not pirates but only a few thugs here and there, each wearing clothing that was befitting of their character - dirty.

Marik himself wore nothing too great himself, and despite he didn't have his grappling hooks on him neither did he carry his treasured cloak, his white dress shirt and black slacks could easily make the men envious and even more of them were probably thinking he was royal, which he was. They still probably didn't figure out he was a marine because he never chose to wear that marine outfit since he thought of it as a giveaway, although he would expect at least a few of them to expect him to be such. Still, most of their glares were mainly of the thought of possibly ambushing him and stealing his clothing.

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Marik stopped suddenly when he saw a pub. The pub didn't hold anything out of the ordinary, but for some reason he felt the need to go inside. He was not much of a drinker, as in that he never fancied drinking alcohol very much - despite the fact he was quite a drinker due to his amazing ability of self control, but he suddenly felt the need to stop by the pub to drink what he can and get out. It was not very wise since most pubs were a spawn point for pirates, but he always was someone to take risk as he never did like easy challenges. Whether or not a bar fight would break out, or something of the sort he was somewhat ready for it even without his grappling hooks.

From the outside the loud commotion from inside the pub was nevertheless dominant in the air. Putting his decision set, Marik entered the pub. All of the men who were formerly watching him still continued to do so before he disappeared into the pub. When he entered the same looks he got outside on the streets were once again passed onto him from the men and women in the club, and just the same the air fell laconic... no it was completely silent in fact; nevertheless Marik had expect such. He stared at everyone in the pub with his usual smile, not saying a word, before he proceeded to the bar counter. His looks at them were short, but in it he had already made a perfect mental memory of their faces.

There was exactly ten men he could see in the pub, each fit the appearance of pirates, and each seem like they would attack him at any time. Their were also five women as far he could see. He didn't feel like calling those women such though since, despite a few of them had beauty, most of them were distasteful to him simply by the acts he knew very well they were indulged in.

When Marik had sat at the bar counter, the bartender was waiting for him. Three out of the ten men were around the bar counter, each drinking their respective glasses of liquor, and each were staring just the same. "Can I have a glass of you finest wine," Marik simply said and took a seat in the empty bar stool, and immediately the bartender took a glass and poured it out for Marik. Marik didn't drink it immediately and instead took it between his arms and shook it playfully simply to hear the ice clinging against the glass.

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"Hey you!" one of the men, who was sitting at a table with a group of other men, finally said... shouted out across the room - his words were obviously directed to Marik since he could feel the sounds directed to him, and his eyes burying into his back. Furthermore it was typical for it to be him since he was the 'odd' one of the bunch now.

Marik sipped on his glass of wine quickly and turned with his normal pleasant smile at his face. The mans expression was serious, and he eyed Marik like he would have attack him at anytime. Everyone else stared at him and instead he chose to peer at a woman who was among the bunch. Nothing special about her. But Marik simply eyed women like her with a look of sympathetic in hopes that said sympathy would make them change. Most didn't, but he continued nevertheless. She did keep up the gaze, and even began to soften up after a while.

"Mm, yes sir?" he said in his most polite mannerism as he didn't seek to provoke him since it was neither his job, as well as since he had left his grappling hook and all other form of weapons at home. He kept his eyes set on the woman's since he knew that eye contact with a person was often deemed as a challenge, but not so much that anyone else would notice him doing since that was just as bad a way to start something if she happened to be 'some guys girl'.

"Why are you here?" the man asked. Marik smirked at his question a bit, but no so much that it seem more than a slight smile to those who caught a glance of it. Immediately Marik felt a slight feeling that he wasn't going to get out of the pub without something... something else going miserably wrong.

[Zero Stone]

Yes one could say this male within the pub sitting in the far corner witnessing everything in the pub from his little stool. Being the man he was he would never jump in until he felt the odds were uneven and even then he wouldn't bring his hands out but anger them verbally.

Ever since this pretty boy who was most likely a marine due to the way he was and different then the ordinary yet dirty pirates within the pub. Anyone could obviously tell he wasn't a pirate and didn't belong here within the pub containing many pirates, some with pretty high bounties themselves.

The Captain Zero had been peacefully eating his meal in the corner yet one male pirate decided to ditch his female customer and start something with the pretty boy. Why bother even? People came to relax not fight, what if the man was an actually high-ranking officer of the Navy.

It would have ruined and screwed over everyone in this pub in that instant. Many had plans and ambitions and if they were to be arrested here an now, of course they would hunt down this fool. The problem arose now.

A hat over Zero's head concealing his eyes and identity, making it nearly impossible to identify him as his bounty had already reached the millions! Irritated by the foolish angered man asking the pretty boy marine questions was enough to get himself hurt.

Zero would close the space between him and the two in an instant. He would appear in between the two, the marine behind him and the foolish pirate.

Captain Zero sent a quick straight towards the chin of the foolish pirate, it came out of nowhere, who would of known that Zero would have attacked him. The sudden attack connected with the chin of the foolish pirate causing him to fall unconscious.

His lackeys in the back risen noticing there friend on the ground.

Well lets get the party on the road!

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[MARIK SWIFT]

Marik was about to answer the question on why he was here as he found it best to not ignore the man as it would only raise his agitation. He continued watching the girl among all else and as his lips slowly departed and he was about to speak he noticed a fellow rising up out of his seat in the corner, wearing a hat that covered most of his face except for the small flickers of his blonde hair that could be seen every now and then. Marik did take note of what other physical feature he could get of the man though. Not too muscular, seem well groomed.

The man got between Marik himself and the man who had just boldly ask of his name, which sparked a bit of confusion in Marik's eyes. His next action caused him to furrow his eyebrows though, but that moment of confusion didn't last long as he sipped on his wine and turned to where the man was. He didn't say nothing to the action, but did eye the man wondering if he could possibly get a reason for the man's sudden actions.

When the other men rose out of their seat, Marik was still one of the main attractions among the pub despite the fact he wasn't the one who had punch the man out. He did expect such though. The men were probably thinking now that the two were acquaintances. And with that thought Marik pondered whether or not the man was a pirate, marine, bounty hunter or maybe just a humble citizen. He was most likely to be a pirate or bounty hunter though since he had come into the pub so easily. Still he didn't care very much for that since he was in no way into discrimination.

"Who are you two?!," one of the men finally shouted across the room stealing Marik's attention from the blonde before him.

As Marik figured he was now forced into a innevitable situation thanks to this blonde that he wouldn't be able to get out of no matter how much talking he did; which was saying a lot since Marik was very well with using words to get out of troublesome situations. "I guess it can't be helped," Marik muttered under his breath as he let a sigh escape his lips. He had been bored as of late. Maybe this could be fun. The start of some sort of friendship between the two, or just a simple fighting duo for the time being? Either way, Marik had dropped his glass and stood beside the fellow and awaited what was to come next.

[Zero Stone]

A rookie such as Zero was prepared to fight at anytime, no matter what the situation is. To man up in the sea's, is the way to move forward. If he couldn't win against the low-class pirates, he would never last outside of East Blue.

Now many more fools began to rise from there stools, there numbers were rising yet the man behind him. Of course Zero was fond of many things in the sea including bashing in the heads of pirates who he deemed a threat.

One of them rose even higher then them all, as he stood on his stool, hopefully there ring-leader who was strong enough to match Zero's standards. Asking for Zero's name wasn't going to get them anything at this time, he was irritated and wanted to bash some heads in.

Finally, the pretty-boy behind him finally decided to enter the fray. The Flawless Captain didn't need anyone to assist him in this small dispute between these men but help was fun at times.

After moments of standing there with no reply, the ring-leader flustered, yelled before sending all the man at Zero and the man behind him. Rushing at them, a few were quite drunk and moving quite sluggishly making the job quite easier. The Blonde Captain stood and awaited them to get in his range.

Unsheathing the large nodachi on his shoulders, wielding it the reversed way due to him not wanting to actually kill anyone and striking them with the blunt edge of his nodachi, just hurt them with much pain as possible.

Finally Zero charged forward as he aimed a weak thrust towards the shoulder region enough to pierce but send the weak pirate flying back and crashing into a table which a female sat on. Luckily the male might have been happy due to the way his landing position was.

That was just one out of the other thirty man wanting to beat down the two that stood causing an out roar. Instead he wanted to see what this Marine was capable of, see if he was able to take a few out.

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[MARIK SWIFT]

Quite a bad predicament Marik had gotten himself into once again. He didn't even know who this man was, but for some odd reason to two were now forcefully allies in a bar fight. Some would call such meetings fate. Not everyday Marik would just simply walk into a bar when very well knowing there were pirates there. And just the same not everyday a random guy would come to his aid. Especially if this man was a pirate; which Marik had a hunch he was.

No time for thinking he sighed as he saw the first wave of men coming towards him. Seeing his 'ally' do a few swift movements with his sword, he would admit he was nothing short of impressed. He didn't aim to strike, so that was a good thing since after things were finished here he was definitely going to get some heat for it, and killing them would only be like fanning said fire. And Marik all in all hated playing with fire.

At least he can pull his weight, Marik thought to himself with a smile before he saw a man heading his way. He ducked under the punch that was sent his way, then took the man's arm on the other side and quickly, using the man's weight against him, he sent the man over the bar's counter and against the wall where the wooden that held all the bar's alcohol. After that another man came and using the glass of wine that he had not finished drinking out of, he threw the remaining liquor the man's way to effectively hinder his vision, and then struck him to the fact afterwards, effectively sending him a few small feet away.

Three down, thirty more to go, he though as he scoped around, his eyes focused primarily on the apparent boss on the table. He felt a little relives since he hand't saw any of the men with weapons since he didn't have his, but still there were many bottles and chairs around that were easily usable. Although that was no trouble since Marik could use them just the same for himself. "I hope your happy now," he said with his usual smile then took a stand adjacent to his new blonde ally.

Despite his statement, he in fact did actually enjoy how the events had unfold. He didn't exactly take pleasure in going around starting bar fights. Or any fights for that matter. But he was always open to challenges issued upon him. In his job description as a marine he had to defeat and capture pirates either way. So see it however, he was in fact doing his job. Although, the higher-ups probably wouldn't like the fact that he did such with a pirate? He still was unsure what the man was. But he would admit to needing his help presently. But it looked like this was going to turn into a rivalry between the two to see who could beat down the most of these pirates.

Lets see what you got, he thought as he waited for the next wave. He had done two, so he would expect the man to trump that.

[Zero Stone]

Luckily his ally was skilled and was able to knock out both of the men who attacked, including the drunkard who utilized that bottle of glass as a weapon. Yet the way the man completed just a minuscule of the task at hand put Zero more at ease. Of course if this man was weaker it meant just more to hurt for him which never displeased this pirate.

Finishing the first wave of drunk angry pirates of course was done, surely more to come until they defeated every single male able of fighting within this bar. That was his goal and way, and hopefully the pretty boy behind me. I turned back to the marine with a playful grin, and brought my hand forth which held my nodachi.

"Could you hold this for me, just for a second.

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Turning back in a quick fluid like motion he would turn back and clip the whip back off his belt revealing the brown yet delicately made whip just for Zero Stone, left for him by the bartender Robin. Without this he would still be in most of the situations he'd be in now.

Turning quickly in a fluid like motion another wave came after them, about 10 which was 1/4 of the total amount of angered pirates. He would prove the ability he had, a natural born leader to lead him and his nakama to success.

Zero charged after bringing his whip out hitting the neck with a lash of his whip which would cause the man to lose conscious due to the lack of breath of a sudden hit. Another man followed suit behind but Zero stepped in and hit with a sudden elbow to the heart of the next man which stunned him enough for a quick jab to the chin that would finish him.

Leaping over the already falling body to continue his attack as he defeated the ten pirates with ease using the knowledge of the human body's anatomy and nice whiplash and pain brought with his handy whip 'Enzo' he already caused mass defeated and already upped the marine by five times what he defeated. More of a competition though.[/blockquote][/blockquote][/font][/justify][/size]

[MARIK SWIFT]

Marik openly accepted the nodaichi when the blonde has request him to hold it, and watched on with a smile as he saw the blonde pull out a whip which made Marik remember his own two whips. With a few quick movements, the man had pierced the army of pirates taking down several of them with strikes to vital area that could be deadly if one so choose. Not bad, he has a understanding of anatomy. I wonder if hes a doctor, Marik thought to himself when the man finished off the last of the ten men.

He had topped Marik's last amount in every single way. And although Marik wasn't exactly sure if the man was actually looking for a 'who could take out the most pirates challenge', he was now much more believable that he was since he had taken down five times Marik last amount. He'd now have to take down over ten men to top the man's amount, which he wasn't even sure he could do since he didn't have his weapons.

Marik paied at the nodaichi the man had given him and he sighed, still smiling as he did so. Marik's own rebel blade was much like a nodaichi, being only a few inches longer, so a normal nodaichi was easily Marik's favorite choice of weapon. He unsheathed the blonde's nodaichi, and although he was against using a person's valuables without their permission, it seemed that this blonde brought out a sense of competitiveness in him.

Marik pulled the blade right out and held it in front of him, taking the moment to take a quick study of it. He twisted it in his hands several times to analyze it before aiming it straight ahead with his right hand holding it firmly against his chest. He charged forward with quick speed, causing everyone in front of him to move aside from not wanting to be hit.

When the men would either dodge to the left or the right, he would switch hands dependent on their side and offer jabs to their face. When he reached the end of his part he stopped. He looked back at the flock of bodies on the ground, and saw only five or so of them. He sighed as he prepared the blade again and charged forward once more doing the same thing as he before.

Once Marik returned to the man's side he took up the blade's sheath and returned the sword to it's holder. "Here you go. Hope you didn't mind me using your sword," he said and handed him back the sword with a furrowed question brow and soft pout.

True he hadn't reached the man's last amount, which slightly disappointed him, but he would admit to losing one round at least. There were still over twenty men to go, more than enough to make up for this round. Hopefully though no one would hear the ruckus from outside and come and disturb the two's little friendly competition.

[Zero Stone]

Well it was his turn to stand back and watch the pretty boy play his part in this small game they were playing. This time apart from it being endless game it started to bore the young Pirate Captain. Yet it was intriguing to watch the pretty boy fight against numerous drunkards without breaking a sweat. Enough was enough and it was time to end this soon.

Without a weapon, the pretty boy decided to use Fighting Prodigy's nodachi against the drunkards which was okay with him, there was no problem and anything to lower the amount of pirates to fight right now was worth it. Entertaining was one way one could describe it, but slowly beginning to irritate the blonde beast.

His expertise with the nodachi was amazing, about on equal terms with Zero himself. He would have scowled if he wasn't getting attacked by a large amount of drunkard pirates. Despite the fact that the will to pound all these men with his hands, this was becoming boring.

Once the pretty boy marine returned with the blade in hand, he quickly took it from him and charge forward towards the many brutes that stand ahead of him. This game already had chosen its winner from the beginning and he was going to prove it now. With his quick and agile movements he began rushing towards all the pirates.

Each drunkard he passed would slowly fall to the floor as they felt the pain a little too late. Many began to fall, slowly one at a time as each time he passed he would strike one down towards a vital point with enough force to knock them down, the total number of pirates down was now 12, two more then before.

What was now still fueling this young man was nothing but irritation. He stood above them many men on the ground due to the pirate and pretty boy marines efforts. There was a few left but Zero rather not take away all the fun from his ally.

"We should get going, marines might be coming."

He would take a seat in his former position in the stool in the far corner and watch the final show go down

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[MARIK SWIFT]

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[Zero Stone]

Witnessing the marine beat the last of the drunkards was quite entertaining for the rookie as he giggled. Knocking them out turned out to become a laugh at the end but it had to end some time now. They had no time to stay around for marines to gather as it was obvious that someone may have witnessed the shenanigans this young fellow known as Zero brought along with them.

Following the pretty boy out the door might have not been the best thing if he could have known what was going to happen next. Around the whole bar was surrounded with many marines in there white uniforms, none wore capes or anything near that meaning they were nothing but low-class.

A man who seemed to be taking care of the mission pointed in the direction both Zero and the pretty-boy acquaintance that assisted him in the beatings of them. Assuming they let him free but that thinking was somehow flawed, to the marines in front of them.

"TAKE IN BOTH THE ROOKIE AND REAR-ADMIRAL IN NOW TO BE BRIEFED"

The man that stood next too him held such a rank. But now they were both going down.

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[MARIK SWIFT]

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