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ZERNEBOG ROMANOV

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Call to Pride [Closed] Jan 16, 2018 0:04:48 GMT -5

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Post by ZERNEBOG ROMANOV on Jan 16, 2018 0:04:48 GMT -5

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[attr="class","jawntatlyrics01"]if you fall[break] i will catch you[break]i'll be waiting

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Bigby had acquitted himself well enough with the battle that was paperwork, and so like Zernebog had promised now he really was on his crew as his first mate. Which was good, as he needed someone to help him with some of these recruitment pitches he was working on – he was aware that his record wasn’t so stellar that people would actively clamor to come to his crew, nor was he terribly charismatic or charming despite what a few people insist on. He was far too blunt and honest for that. Of course, he was aware that Bigby was similar but at least he had an easier, more casual air about him. [break][break]

”So you read up on that file on the kid we’re going to meet and interview for the spot on my ship, Cannon?” Zernebog asked him with a quirked brow as they walked on along the street towards the restaurant in Marineford Town where they were to meet this candidate. They were already close as Zerne personally liked to be a tad early to the meets if not on time. ”You know your way well enough around Mink to not piss them off by saying anything racist like cat jokes, right? Because you’re not going to be able to get out of the talking – think of this as practice for when you have to address the full crew for something.” [break][break]

As weird as it was, he personally hoped that this particular Marine wasn’t too hidebound or rulebound like a certain rival and her first mate. He tended to clash with those and he was sure that the two main people he had on his roster of note would be even worse. At least if this Mink was at least following some stereotypes that they wouldn’t be all that strict as well, because cats tended to be individualistic creatures. Although he supposed that one that would unflinchingly follow the regs could also do some good for his ship as long as they weren’t Absolute Justice dumbasses – it would certainly make for a good contrast. [break][break]

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[attr="class","jawntatsidefld jawntatsidefld01"]WORDS 345

[attr="class","jawntatsidefld jawntatsidefld02"]TAGGED BIGBY CANNON

[attr="class","jawntatsidefld jawntatsidefld02"]TAGGED CRAFT

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BIGBY CANNON

WORLD GOVERNMENT

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Call to Pride [Closed] Jan 18, 2018 12:26:03 GMT -5

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Post by BIGBY CANNON on Jan 18, 2018 12:26:03 GMT -5

ZERNEBOG ROMANOV

CRAFT

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the boys are back in town

A pair of heavy boots clomped down the cobblestone streets of Marineford. The day was young and citizens of all shapes and sizes filled the surrounding shops and restaurants as they happily enjoyed their afternoon. Gulls squawked overhead and a panhandler nearby played a lively tune on his accordion. It seemed to be a picture perfect day in the Marine home base. The only disruption was that heavy, seemingly off beat clomping.

"Aw, c'mon Captain. You think I'm the culturally insensitive type? Me? That hurts." a man clad in a blue jacket spoke before hocking a loogie on the street. The sarcasm in his tone was hard to miss.

The Argo's first two sailors strolled down the path while trying to avoid running into people during the hustle and bustle of lunchtime in the market district. Bigby held both of his hands behind his head as they walked. He liked to see himself as the worldly type but admittedly Lieutenant Cannon had never actually met a Mink before. He'd known or at least seen giants, fishmen, mermen, mermaids, half breeds, long-arms and practically grew up among the long-legs. Unfortunately, he had never crossed paths with a Mink before. They were a hard to come by species. Most of them, from what he had read, were holed up somewhere on their mysterious island. The thought of finding out more about that mysterious place excited him. If there was one thing he couldn't resist, it was a good mystery.

He listened to what his Captain had to say about doing the talking. The First Mate nodded in reflection. That was very true. In his new position he was going to have to do a whole lot of speaking out. That didn't bother him so much. Bigby was no grand orator but he did have a certain way with words. It also made him happy that there was now only one person on his boat that he really had to listen to. Zerne was a good guy and, from what he could tell, a smart leader. However, he had a bit more... polish to him. He shared the same rebel soul as his subordinate but Zerne didn't let it show as much as someone like Bigby. That gave his First Mate the duty of being the slightly more grounded one. He would have to reach out to the crew as an everyman in a way his Captain couldn't due to his rank and blunt nature. The First Mate was supposed to be a link between the Captain and the crew. Perfect. That was just his style.

"His file seemed interesting." he spoke, referring again to this "Craft" character. Even in the heaps of paperwork they had done Craft's file stood out to him.The cook was supposed to be a pretty young guy. It might have been racist of him but Bigby was quite stuck on the fact that he was a Mink. The fact that he had never met one and knew so little about them made that part of his know-it-all brain itch. He would have to take notes. Just in case. Apparently he was a pretty good chef, which Bigby was excited about. He had been on one too many ships where they served slop for breakfast, gruel for lunch and mystery meat for dinner.

"I just hope he can hang. We've got a lot of trouble coming our way." the Lieutenant said frankly. Soon they would be heading right into the storm. The Argo didn't need people on it who couldn't handle themselves. Bigby also prayed that Craft was the type of Marine he could get along with. There were far too many people that wore white for the wrong reasons.

Soon, they arrived at their destination.

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Last Edit: Jan 18, 2018 12:32:39 GMT -5 by BIGBY CANNON

CRAFT

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Call to Pride [Closed] Jan 20, 2018 19:54:57 GMT -5

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Post by CRAFT on Jan 20, 2018 19:54:57 GMT -5

give me time and give me space

“Order up!” The bustle of the Marineford at early day was a site to see. Picturesque… For those not tasked with busy jobs, that is. Craft sparked his hand with a little Electro as he lit a fire on one of the many ovens he was overseeing, while simultaneously handing a dish to one of the waiters who had managed to find a way onto his staff list.

The restaurant. The Cat’s Meow, was small in comparison to most, and was more a meal-of-the-day sort of style than anything else, but the customers were loyal and the food was… Well, the bustle spoke for itself. The crowded establishment was always entertaining guests, and entertaining to guests. The kitchen was closely packed, and had a direct view to a bar area where guests could sit and chat, or watch the cooking in action. Behind this sat a number of circular tables and booth areas at which larger groups of customers could rest and converse. The whole place gave an air of warmth and a familial atmosphere. Many of the customers were long-time friends of Craft’s and some were even old crew mates.

It had been a while since Craft had last been on a ship. With the never-ending arguments between the way he handled situations and his former captain’s orders, he had nigh but given up on joining one again. He wasn’t the type to care for rank, didn’t like killing others, and didn’t care to follow rules he didn’t believe in. In essence, he was a terrible thorn in the side of most. But he was sure to be lively.

The young cat mink smirked, as he pulled himself from the prepping meals. “Alright, alright, alright!” He shouted, as he walked towards the counter. Cheering and wide toothed smiles could be seen spread across the restaurant staff and those that had eaten at the establishment before. It was time for the best part of The Cat’s Meow for most. The show! Jumping up on top of the bartop to heighten himself and provide all customers an equal eye to see him perform his work, Craft’s lips curled into a whiskered smile. He held in his hands two things. The first was a longtime favorite utensil of Craft’s, and his de facto weapon of choice, his Yanagi knife. The second was a solid chunk of fish meat, this particular one, the yellowfin tuna. “Let’s get this started, yeah?!” He cheered, thrusting the chunk of tuna into the air. Placing the Yanagi knife at his side, as if it were a katana he closes his one eye gently. As the tuna falls, the customers’ excitement builds and finally…

“Hai!” Craft’s eye snaps open and spots the fish. With a deft flick of his wrist, he draws the Yanagi as if performing Iai. And in a serious of swift motions slice through the tuna, which falls to a plate at his feet in thinly cut pieces. He picks up a piece and places it into his mouth, letting the flavor overtake his palette before grinning widely. “Not so bad, eh?!” The customers cheered at his skill and accomplishment. His coworkers sighed at another performance well done. Everything was going as it usually does. That is until two newcomers made their way into his establishment.

aeron at thq

Last Edit: Jan 20, 2018 19:59:05 GMT -5 by CRAFT