I'm a Man... Woman... Hoshi Pirates Meet Vicky Wright!?

After really lightening it up in Baratie, the group had decided to head out for supplies. They’d been traveling for weeks, so they were running low on the essentials. With another person aboard, it made traveling a lot more interesting, especially with Phorcys incredible ability to swim. He had marvelous stories for the miraculous duo, which only helped to fascinate Rocket even more, as if he wasn’t already excited enough due to his race as a Fishman.

Rocket trotted along side Shunji and Phorcys, his metal pipe Gladium strapped firmly to his back. He smiled walking down the bustling streets of Loguetown, admiring all of the various shops and massive buildings. He actually enjoyed the attention he was getting from all of the people, dubbing Shunji and Rocket ‘bigshots from North Blue’.  He slicked back his silver locks, keeping his signature goggles attached to his head.

Citizens:“Those two have bounties of over 50,000,000 Million… And they’re with that… thing!”

It was obvious the ‘thing’ they were referencing to was Phorcys. The citizens didn’t realize how lucky they were that Rocket didn’t quite hear them due to his protective nature of his friends. Rocket reached into his pocket, retrieving a small, blue toothpick which he tossed into his mouth. He jostled it around lightly, looking around for a place to eat.

As if in unison, Shunji and Rocket’s eyes landed ‘Jills.’. Like a stampede of hungry elephants, the two dashed towards the tavern, Rocket’s stomach emitting a primal roar. He took up a seat next to Shunji, allowing him to order first. “Yo yo yo, Mrs. Lady! Quadruple everything that Shunji is getting, only for me!”  He eagerly rubbed his hands together, drool secreting from the sides of his mouth.

In the back corner of the tavern….

“The ‘Eyes of Zion’ and the ‘Silver Bullet’.. Here in Loguetown.. this might be my lucky day.”

Victoria was currently inside one of the many stores in town, stores which supposedly had the things you needed for your Grand line trips, things such as maps, info and other useful stuff that was needed. What a bunch of crap that was, Victoria had spent the past week here, trying to find valid information, maps, and other useful things, though as one would figure 90% of the shops are frauds who prey on those desperate to gain an edge and unlikely to ever come back. Though Victoria had now spent some time here, so as soon as things started to not add up, she grew wiser, that and she grew furious as she had gotten nowhere so far, she had first believed to find something that might hint her a clue to fixing her predicament, though it was a long shot, Vicky was pretty sure if there was anything to be done it was not in one of the four blues, which put her in a predicament, she had no ship, neither did she have the ability to simply handle a trip there, though in a week she had managed to scrap up some pieces of information, she has gotten no closer to finding anything that could help her, nor had she found anyway of solving her predicament.
"You lying son of a bitch!"
She shouted before throwing a punch at the shopkeeper, she'd then throw the fake maps at him, and storm out the door, partly cause she had nothing further to discuss yet also cause her hand hurt a lot from throwing such a punch, still not used to her body being so much more fragile, she sighed deeply and put the stuff she had gathered so far down her bag and then moved on.

On the way back to the spot where she'd spent her day validating and cross checking the information she had gathered she could hear the crowd talking, though she didn't exactly pay too much attention, she picked up the jests of it, apparently it was about some newcomers, who supposedly was some kind of big deal in one of the blues, not that she in particular cared much, it was just another one of those pirates passing through, this time with bigger names than they usually had at this point. She finally got back to the restaurant she spent her time at, Jills. People was still oddly starring at the door once Victoria arrived made her pause for a second, it seemed odd to say the least, she then cautiously opened the door, taking a peek in before entering, there was some strangers, though could they really be the ones causing all the stares, then her eyes fell onto the tower of a fishman, and such a person would make more sense to stare at so she shrugged it off as nothing and entered, making a smiling gesture to Jill.
"Hey Jill, the usual please"
Jill nodded and responded.
"Sure thing one curry, might take a bit longer today, how did your search go today?"
Victoria simply smiled and shook her head in response while moving over to her usual table left back corner of the tavern.
"Sorry to hear that, better luck next time"
Victoria put her bag down and started pulling out books, maps, paper and a few pens and such, started working while waiting for the food.

Rocket’s crimson eyes lit up in pure joy as their piles and piles of food was presented to them. He hadn’t eaten this much since Baratie, and even then he was left starving after the meal. The entirety of their meal smelled like heaven. The delectable Sake was what he was after the most. Albert barely let him have any of the scrumptious alcohol-like beverage, but Rocket loved it.

Not even worry about utensils, Rocket dived in. He scarfed down his food just about as fast as Shunji was, not even noticing that his partner was sneaking bits off of his plates. “Yea I’m gonna eat it, you gonna eat that?!” bits of beef and mashed potatoes flew from the confines of his mouth as he guzzled his monstrous meal down. He hadn’t had food as delicious as this since Baratie, and the Sake.. priceless.

Being on his fifth cup of Sake, and literally his ninth plate of foot, he wasn’t nearly done. Plates and cups seemingly rose in height every minute due to the amount that the duo were devouring their meals. It was as if someone let a tornado inside of the tavern, allowing it to sweep up all of the food off of the plates. One by one, the plates fell. How proud Albert would be if he were here right now, Rocket thought.

When he was a child, he wouldn’t eat but the equivalent of a pea a week. Albert was the one who developed Rocket’s outrageous appetite. Over the course of a month, Albert would force more and more food down Rocket’s throat as he slept, causing him to become more and more adapted to eating large quantities of food. One day, Rocket’s hunger had grown to the point to where he could devour a small gallop. There were a lot of things that Albert was proud of Rocket for, and eating was one of them.

“I never met someone who could eat as much as me! “  

Rocket turned his attention to Phorcys, who secluded himself in how own little imaginary box. “C’mon bud, eat! Drink! Don’t worry about the stares, they’re just wishin’ they could be you! Help me keep Shunji off my food!”  It was evident now that Rocket had figured out where most of his food was going.

Phorcys couldn't help but feel sorry for the poor restaurant owner, the amount of food that his two comrades could consume was outrageous. With every minute that passed the plates staked higher and higher. It was like watching two starving dogs fight over some scraps they way they pulled food from one another's plates, but yet managed to share saki some how. Not wanting to be rude Phorcys drank the saki Shunji was so kind to pour for him and stole a large leg of meat from one of their plates while they weren't looking.

Tasting the meat, it couldn't compare to what he had tried on the Baratie however his taste buds weren't going to be complaining either was his grumbling stomach.

"Why don't we have a cook?

Phorcys questioned the captain as he poured another glass of saki for himself. Maybe if they had their own cook they wouldn't have such a problem with hunger amongst themselves. At the rate they eat though they would have to make a stop every few days to get more supplies. This was their first stop with him as a part of the crew and it was already proving interesting.

Victoria sat quietly studying her maps and books, it was rather redundant at this point, it would seem almost no one is this down knew anything about grand Line, and those who did wasn't keen on sharing unless you fit the part, that or... made it worth their while, she shivered at the mere thought. She blinked a few times once she received her food smiling happily.
"Thank you~"
Jill was about to leave when she was stopped.
"Hey if you don't mind me asking... you know who those guys are..?"
She sat there with a rather confused look, she had figured it might be someone she either knew personally or was something special seeing as they had quite the appetite, not that the food here was bad quite the opposite, but even so it was still a lot of food.
"You really haven't been reading the news updates the past few weeks huh... Even so I'm sure you've heard the word in town"
With that Victoria was pretty certain she knew what that meant, her eyes turned to these 3 fellows, they didn't look like all that much, though she of all people knew not to judge a book by its covers. Even so these people seemed like nothing but a bunch of goofs, maybe all except the fishman who'd do well at intimidating at least. She shook her head looking down into her books again, starting to scribble with one hand while eating her food with the other, one good thing about these recent events, her multitasking skills had gotten a lot better. Though her observation skills had never grown weaker either, in all this commotion she had almost forgotten that there actually was other people in the tavern, and her ears perked up at something unlike what she had expected.

Her eyes discretely turned to the guy wearing the cloak, it was a good disguise, it made you blend in on a tavern like this, had it not been for his less discrete way of talking on the phone Victoria properly wouldn't have noticed him at all, though in the end the only thing she actually caught was a firm "Yes Sir!" even if it didn't give her much, she had him pegged at either marine or Revolutionary, there was also a possibility for some private army of sorts but well those were less likely and judging by the people here Marine was the more likely as he was apparently given some kind of order given the current situation, and the only thing uncommon by the current situation would be these people, pirates if you will. Now she simply pondered if she should actually give them some kind of discreet warning, then questions as to why she'd do that, she didn't know these guys, nor was she actually certain this was a marine, even more so she wasn't sure if it was a marine that he was here for them and not something else. She figured that for now she'd watch how things progress, keeping an eye both at the three pirates and this mystery fellow, it'd be clear if he continued to stare at the group like that then that would make it quite clear that he was there for them.

Rocket had finally finished the last of his food, allowing a very loud, rustic belch to escape his lips. He smiled, patting his belly. “I’m still kinda hungry, ya know.” The meal was better than he thought. He never expected Tavern grub to be this delicious. Maybe it was because he hadn’t eaten in so long, or the fact that food is food to Rocket, and he’d eat anything.. except carrots. He had an unusual hatred towards the orange vegetable. To this day, no one has figured out why.

Shunji then asked the question that has been in the back of the young Shipwright’s mind for quite some time. What are his plans? Does he want to go out to sea with Shunji..? Or does he want to stick with his godfather, Albert? With Shunji, he was able to sail the seas and experience events and situations and people like never before.. On the other hand, with Albert, he was able to spend much needed time with the one who raised him. He pondered his answer for quite some time before finally answering; “I don’t know. I would love to come out to sea with you guys… But I can’t just leave my pops hangin’. I’ve gotta ask him first. “

Shunji revealed a funky looking wrist bracelet that he called ‘The Eternal Log”. Rocket had never seen such a weird yet awesome contraption in his entire life. Then the mention of other crewmates sparked his desire to head out to sea even more. “Wow.. you have THAT.. AND more crew members?! When do I get to meet ‘em?!?!”

The world didn’t yet know that Amon Hawthorne had signed under banner of the Hoshi Pirates and he wasn’t in a hurry to reveal this.  In every major town across the world the underworld community has influence.   Only recently had he pissed community a large segment of the community in the North Blue.  Information traveled fast; but shouldn't he be safe in East Blue?  After all there aren't many flying ships in the world.  No one would expect that he was clearing entire oceans through the sky.

A few minutes after docking Amon went upstairs from below deck.  Peering around it looked as though they had docked the ship in a public harbor amongst merchant’s ships and private vessels.  
Shaking his head he sighed in disbelief he found it amusing how reckless some of the most wanted people in the four blues could be.  Amon wanted to move the ship but didn’t know how so instead he just got to work.  Leaving his fur coat behind, it was a bit to flashy for the actions he was about to engage in, the man walked to the tail end of the boat and peered off the side.  Certain that no one was watching he extended his life arm towards the tail of the ship nearest the Hoshi’s own. Life Line immediately a thick rope of thread erupted from his wrist traveling over the dock until it found something to tie onto.  Giving it one last look he swung to the side of the merchant ship.  Unlike their ship it wasn’t completely empty, merchants didn’t just stop by towns for pleasure, these people were working.  This ship would be unloading goods and taking in new ones.  With his free hand he produced sharp strings first cutting a tiny hole to peer in the area he was cutting and then larger one so that he could climb through.

Before getting a look on what was in the room Amon silently made his way to the door through the door’s glass window plane he could see people moving about the ship there was apparently more than one hold aboard it didn’t look as though they were quickly coming to this one.  But just to be careful he set up an alarm method.  Putting is finger the panel near the floor Amon produced a tout string that would function as a tripwire in case there was an unexpected visitor he or she would trip down the stairs giving Amon time to escape.   One thing merchants had a better handle on than pirates were the organization of inventory.  It was because there was a manifest of inventory that he wouldn’t have to aimlessly open a series of crates.  Taking the clipboard off the wall he would look up and down from the list familiarizing his self with the system.  Pleased with what he found he grabbed two crates one was marked fragile so he put it on top of the other box.  Binding them tightly in white and blue strings know one would be able to make out what they were.  In fact people might think they were presents that had been wrapped up.

Now was time to make his escape.  Hoisting the large crates Amon walk over to the hole he had created to get in.  Just as soon as he did put the crates down realizing that the hole was too small.  With a creak of turning door knob the would be thief turned back looking over shoulders.  Time was running out!
“Come on guys do I have to do everything myself just cause the captain put me in charge doesn’t mean you all should just do half ass work.  We have to prioritize  the unloading, that just basic.” Still looking back he stepped forward unable to catch a hold of anything the young man ended his lecture falling down the flight of stairs injuring his neck. Some of the crew broke out into laughter but a kinder pair of them rushed his aid trying to pick him up.  Sobbing from the pain his neck he yelled out a bit more harshly then he intended don’t touch me ya fools! Get a doctor. I need a doctor! Weren’t you suppose to that floorboard fixed.”

“But Gai we got the fixed on the last island don’t remember you were there.  That cute little sweaty little mechanic with the long hair, bare chest, and tight...” Immediately the large guy started to redden and twiddle his finger together

“STOP Bruno you jerk! I don’t wan’t hear anymore of your perverted gay fantasies.  I am dying here”

“Someone call a doctor it looks like we are going to be held up for awhile"

Meanwhile back aboard the Hoshi’s Pirate ship Amon had hoisted the crates on to the ship’s deck and was now preparing to put the crates in the crow’s nest using a pulley system. Peering up into the nest not even his own crew members would know the stuff was up there until much later.  There was no chance that thieves would come looking for things up there.

Going below deck he wiped the sweat from his face and grabbed his jacket before leaving the ship.  This time he didn’t bother to look around.  Anybody in the area was likely watching the insuing chaos aboard the merchant ship.  As a paramedic team rushed to retrieve the man who had broken his neck the crew realized the room had started taking on water.

Victoria simply savored the food, figuring that she had no hurry at it was, even if the situation was somewhat strange at least from her perspective, though it only seemed to be like it was something she had noticed, all in all these guys seemed rather careless, considering the bounty they had on them and all that. After a bit Victoria packed up her stuff, all except a piece of paper in which she wrote something down on it quickly, she figured she'd at least give them a heads up, weather they were bad guys or just a band a merry men she couldn't tell they didn't seem bad, even if they were careless.

After having packed up her stuff into her backpack, she put it over her shoulder, and then made sure to keep her bow and such ready, even if she had no ill means that didn't mean what she was doing was the least bit safe. She'd take the plate and head up to the barkeep, on the way, gently bumping into Shunji's shoulder and while doing so she'd drop the piece of paper.
”Sorry about that... Ohh seems like you dropped something"
She'd be polite reaching down to take the paper and hand it to Shunji, not really wanting to linger very long, she figured she had done enough and now she could leave with a good conscious. She figured the message should give them at least a heads up, she just hoped that they weren't going to take it out in the tavern, after having moved up to the counter, she'd then pay up, and get ready to leave.

Message on the paper.:

Rocket had taken it upon himself to jostle people around the bar for more food. Despite his greatest efforts, he was turned down at every table. He turned around in time to see Shunji talking with a young woman. He grinned, obviously misinterpreting the situation. “Haaahaha, get it in Shunji! “ He began strutting towards the trio, that is until Shunji suggested that they get ready to run.

He saw a flare spark from Shunji’s finger, striking a man in the very corner of the room. His hooded cloak began incinerating into the wind, exposing his Marine uniform and ball-cap. “Oi Oi! I didn’t know we had an audience!” Rocket pulled his left arm back, balling his gloved hand into a tight fist. White smoke began rising from his wrist. “Moku Moku no…”  He smiled, seeing the fear that was instilling on the young Marine’s face.  “White Bullet!”  Rocket thrust his left arm forward, launching his fist off of his arm with a burst of smoke. The strike sank deep into the Marine’s gullet, smashing him through the Tavern’s wall. “Bwaaahehehahah! That’ll teach ya! Oi.. Shunji? Phorcys?”

The young Shipwright glanced around, only to notice that his nakama weren’t even in the establishment anymore. He slammed through the front doors, finally seeing his friends, and the giant brigade of Marines that had set up shop, awaiting their moment to capture the two big-bounty stars. He was met with a woman proclaiming that she was not going to let Shunji and him escape. He raised his smoker-covered fists into the air, screaming right back at her; “BRING IT OOOOONNNN!”

Stepping on to the dock with hands in the pockets of his pants and fur coat draped over his shoulders, Amon found himself in quite the predicament.  From both sides of the pier marines were rushing in.  From their massive numbers it looks like they weren’t responding to the sinking merchant ship.  Walking forward he moved to step out there way.  But it was too late he had already been spotted on the ship.

“Stop where you are! We have you completely surrounded Pirate! Raise hand slowly.”  One of the marine through a pair of binoculars was scanning the ship for others for possible hostiles.  Once satisfied there was no one else the marine reported that the deck was clear.  Some of the marines moved into detain Amon.

Letting out a shrilling scream not fitting of a man his age and stature with panic voice Amon yelled “Please don’t shoot.  I’m a doctor don’t shoot!”

Many of the marines were put off and some of their weapons lowered slightly.  One even spoke up.  “Isn’t that Amon Hawthorne?  The doctor from North Blue, that used be in the papers all time a couple years ago?” A few whisper went through crowd.

“Yes yes that’s me! I heard there was an accident on a ship and someone needed medical attention.” Lowering his hands, closing his eyes, and smiling sheepishly he said “I guess I got on the wrong ship.”

Almost unanimously they looked towards the merchant ship that was still an obviously scene of chaos, their jaws dropped and together exclaimed “HE GOT ON THE WRONG SHIP!???” The team leader signaled to precede in their mission the capture of the Hoshi pirate’s ship.  All the marines rushed to board the ship now that they were ignoring Amon he ran to the side walk and until most of the marines were on the wooden pier not close enough to board the ship yet. Raising his left and right hands and crossing them in them in front of him“Brilliant Five!” Long strings of every color in the rainbow erupted from his finger tips and after a sweep motion cut through wooden and lashed into marines it hit. Now there was no way for them to board ship unless they could manage to climb it.

Technique:

Victoria had really planned to be on her merry way, she had thought that this would be nothing but a mere warning and nothing else, sort of like her "good" deed of the day, she didn't particular have anything against Pirates, revolutionaries or Marines so at that point she was rather neutral about the whole deal, she just knew that these people didn't seem all that bad. Though much to her confusion it didn't seem like this captain was planning on letting her go so easily. She turned and looked with some confusion once her hand was grabbed.
"Ohh ,uhh I'm not most people I guess uhh..."
Not even able to finish her sentence before she heard some snappy remark from one of the crew members, nothing too bad though it was a matter of the underline in it. Though she wasn't really given any time to react before Shunji took his move, with a mere flick making the one watching them rather absolete, a hint of regret hit Victoria's stomach, had she done something wrong, then again she had no idea who the person was, he might be bad as well. She easily noted the marine cap once revealed though that didn't hold her attention for long, these people were using fruits, and in such a casual manner.
"Off..?"
She asked dumb fooled, knowing full well Shunji's hand was still holding on to her, she made a small attempt to get free though before she was able to do much, she needed to move her feet to keep up as she was dragged along outside.

Once outside Victoria's eyes moved around in confusion, this was quite the sum of marines, had she been too late with her warning, then again this had nothing to do with her, but if that was the case why was she now standing here accused to be a part of this crew, was it really such dumb luck that they weren't a full crew at the moment, she was as good as any to fit the last spot.
"Hold on... You can't have an all-out battle here?!"
She looked confused as any, she knew that marines had been brutal at times but taking up combat here, it would seem to favor Pirates way too much, there was civilians everywhere, or perhaps they didn't even care about that, even when she was part of them technically. Right now she didn't even know what to do, she just wanted a way out of this mess, and she highly doubted the marines would even believe her if she claimed innocent at this moment.

Rocket grinned, looking out across the brigade of soldiers. he cracked his knuckles, ready for a fight, only for Shunji to announce for them to get the girl to safety. As much as he wanted to brawl, Shunji was right. This girl was innocent after all. He looked towards Phorcys, hoping that burly Fishman could assist him in this. “Phor, my man! Pick this girl up and we’ll get outta’ here! Shunji, we’ll meet up with you soon!”  He took off in the opposite direction, jumping into the air towards the Marines on their right side.

“Move iiiiiitttt!”

The young Shipwright launched a massive flurry of kicks to the grunts, knocking them around like rag-dolls. He landed back on his feet with relative ease, clearing a path for Phorcys and Vicky. He stood by, kicking various Marines away from his two nakamas.  (Even though he didn’t know Vicky, his mission to save her now made her his friend.) He pointed his slender finger towards the alleyways opposite of the way Shunji was going. “Head down there, hurry!”

With another vigorous torrent of kicks, Rocket had cleared the Marines on their side. Hoping that Phorcys had Vicky in tow, he took off, nearly running on the air because of how fast his legs moved. He took a sharp turn down the musty alleyway, waiting for Phorcys and Vicky to enter through. If they did, he’d have placed his palms near the entrance, blasting out a burst of smoke to diverge the Marines off of their course, and make it easier for them to escape. “Keep it moving! We don’t have time to stop! We gotta get her to a safe place, then meet up with Shunji!”

He could hear the grunts of Marines in the distance, red plasma flying through the air above the buildings. He could only assume Shunji was giving the Marines a run for their money, if not down-right kicking their asses.

“Wooo-hoooo!”

Wood and blood sprayed the air as the planks they stood were cleanly sliced through.  With nothing left to support them the marines most of them fell a few clung to the side of the trying to pull themselves up.  The rest turned and once again drew their guns on Amon but this time they didn’t hesitate, firing at will their aim was clearly the doctor’s death.  A set of strings sprouted from his shoulder blades rising towards the building behind him across his chest black strings were creating a network of interwoven fabrics.  As soon as the strings met contact Amon would be pulled into the air above the marines.  Bullets would hit his chest and get caught in his vest.

“Keep it up gentlemen your great marksmen.” Bending his fingers like claws he flicked his wrist repeatedly toward the marines below.  From his finger tips sprouted tout long threads that would pierce flesh like thin spears.  The men below let out tortured screams the water started to tinge with red, not all the marines had made it out of the water.

With more injured than able to fight and their formation in shambles he waved good bye. “It really was fun maybe next we eat lunch first, but you still couldn’t sit with me...”   I hope someone got me some food, we really need a cook .  From the roof tops he searched the allies for Shunji and Rocket keeping the harbor to his right he would be able to join them quickly if they should head to the ship.  Stopping abruptly Amon peered down to the street below; he had heard his captain’s name but didn’t recognize the voice that spoke it.  Seeing Shunji not far behind him he immediately was disappointed that he didn’t see any food in his hands. Dammit he just had to cause a fuss before I could eat  Not realizing the gravity of his current situation Amon jumped from the roof yelling at his captain from above.  “Did you at least bring me something to eat?”

Everyone had made it outside at this point, they were surrounded on all sides by marines. The situation had escalated quickly. The captain had drug the poor girl along as a "hostage" yet he just released her hand and apologized. Phorcys was feeling a bit slow at the moment. Moving his head back and forth quickly, he tried to count all the marines while dialogue was exchanged however he failed multiple times. Before he could start another time Shunji's feet lit up a very bright color and he took off easily breaking past the marines and causing some of the group to follow him down an alley.

Looking over to Rocket, he waited to make his move squeezing the marine in his arm just a little more tightly every few moments. Shunji had taken a decent amount of the marines with him, but they were still out numbered here and left with the girl they were suppose to rescue. Apparently taking a page out of Shunji's book Rocket took off at the marines himself. Easily he was beating on the lot which also cleared another path through them for himself and the rest of the crew. Luckily there was another alley that happened to be in the opposite direction of where the leader bravely used himself as a decoy.

Taking off in a slight sprint Phorcys drug the marine with him through the semi-clear path Rocket had made. Bullets were flying through the air at this point and a few stragglers were getting themselves back up hoping to block the new path. The attempt was rather futile though as Phorcys stuck out his free arm at throat length with most of the marines. One by one he clothes lined marines with little effort as he made his way to the alley only slowing down to keep his grip on the marine from the bar.

Victoria was still trying to comprehend what was going on here, this had escalated far faster than she has expected, and was now simply just focusing on making the best of it, which in generally can be rather difficult, when starring the several gun barrels her bow didn't look too well on this situation, she was too much in the middle of things, she needed an out luckily even though they had gotten her into the mess they at least seemed to be helping her out of it as well, even though now she was possibly marked as a pirate. She had been confused when she had gotten freed though this was rather unexpected, made her regret warning them, considerably less at least they weren't all bad kind of thing.

Though she didn't have a lot of time to think, soon all hell broke loose, people where moving fighting, and they were clearing a path for her, though when suggested she was going to be picked up she quickly gripped her stuff, though luckily it didn't seem like the person Phor was his name was going to do that, which made her let out a sigh of relief.
"Ehh... thank you for this.."
She said lowly before starting to run, using the cleared road following up best she could, she wasn't in bad shape so she had no problem, a few blows was sent after her though she easily avoided them and kept going, this particular area wasn't really her expertise, her abilities allowed her to do good at long ranges, being mixed up in some close up brawl would quickly lead to her demise.

[OOC(?): Sorry for wait. Been dealing with Personal Problems. Anyway let me go ahead and graded this.]

Also. Just something to keep in mind next. I know I generally have done this, but just letting all players know.

Spoiler:

The following thread has been read, reviewed and approved. Locking Thread. Don't forgot to add this thread to your character timeline thread.

Beli -> 150,000 Beli to everyone in the thread.
Bounty -> 10,000,000 to everyone in the thread.