Yonko in Town {Open to anyone, beware of death.}

He would be patient, sitting in a bar with some rather nostalgic feelings. He remembered remaining in this same bar, years ago. Four, perhaps, it was around that time span. Time had indeed flown, to think he would make it this far, too. He grinned, taking a sip from a small glass, half filled. Rotating the seat, he would gaze around the tavern, grinning. He sighed a little, reminiscing in the past as he realized those days were gone. Hopefully new memories would soon fill their place in future times. He sighed, making it somewhat apparent as he rubbed his eyes. Too bad their gone now. He thought to himself, but they all deserved it. Most of them, not all, he corrected himself, remembering the ones loyal to the very end.

He continued to gaze around, looking for a new member. He had to make a somewhat cautious approach. Not because he was a Yonko, one of the four most well known, and strongest pirates from the New World, but because he was didn't want to make a forced approach. He didn't want to force anyone into his crew, and he didn't wanna let anyone know his identity. He had a scarf over his mouth, and began to go by the Epithet Mr. Frost, not exactly a disguise considering that was his last name, but no one expected a Pirate to go by formalities. For now, he merely waited for the nearly empty tavern to fill up, come mid-way past noon, when people would take a break from their paid labor.

Continuing to merely sit around and await someone who appeared to be sea-ready, he would request another drink at his own expense. He would hear the door open, and would turn towards the lady entering. She had a rather weird attire, not one a typically person would wear. Bandages covered her torso, rather than a shirt. He found it rather weird, though he decided not to judge as his eyes began to gaze around the tavern again, at the few people who didn't look remotely close to being capable of sailing the seas. Though one looked like he had just lost a lot - sitting there chugging down drinks as they came, somewhat sobbing, but physically didn't meet the requirements to join his crew. He noticed the girl entering staring at him, perhaps it was weird to see a man indoors wearing a scarf, he wouldn't be surprised. But he wondered why someone with such an odd attire herself was making the judgement, and though while it rather peeved Kino, even though it was just an assumption that she thought his choice in clothing was weird. "What were you looking at?" He asked her, and then looked over at her.

{^ Kino, sorry. Forgot to switch alts}

He listened to her reply, it was his 'rather weird scarf' she was looking at. He figured as much, but found it rather rude. Kino didn't bother to stare at her lack of shirt, nor did he judge it, yet she stared at his questionable fashion sense. He merely sighed, as the lady asked who he was. Before being able to speak, she turned away and requested a drink. More rude dude behavior. When she finished speaking to the bartender, he would begin to speak. Frost. Mr. Frost." He would say, "And you are?" He would ask. His family name alone wasn't enough to give up his Yonko identity, hopefully. Kino was a more recognizable name for him, but if she would recognize him, meh. There was no threat around the North blue. The odds of an admiral being located in one of the four blues was very low, and the odds of them being in the north was even more low. If she ran out and called the Marines, then he could handle them rather easily. Having Conquerors Haki, he could defeat a lot of them with no sweat at all, and not to mention the fact that no admiral, vice admiral, or high ranking marine would be anywhere remotely close to the location, assumingly enough.