CHAOS CONTROL [BINGO BOOK]

"We are the heroes of our time"

The soft ocean breeze caressed Sebastion's smug face as he acknowledged Selima's apparent irritation with a wry grin. "Hah! I best not it seems! You've got quite the job cut out for you" he replied with more than a little cheek. After she finished bandaging his forearms, which had been self deemed a good touch to his makeshift disguise, Sebastion gestured towards Selima in order for her to turn her attention towards where he was looking. A sickly crewmen who was clearly unaccustomed to sea-faring travel, had succumbed to his nausea by hurling across the deck in a rather revolting manner. Unappreciative remarks came from other pirates in the vicinity, as the man darted for the ship's side to reduce the mess on deck."It looks like you have a new patient on your hands, Doctor Selima. I wouldn't want to keep you from your duties now would I?" Sebastion remarked brazenly, merely attempting to poke at Selima's current attitude. Since meeting her it had proved a fun endeavor to make jest of her eccentricity from time to time when circumstance allowed it. Of course, Sebastion had read enough filed reports documenting Lieutenant Selima's military career to know she was well above the cut of your average marine. While a little savage at times, he did hold his fellow marine in high regard.


It was a rather unconventional task he had been given from HQ; revolving around evaluating Lieutenant Selima on behalf of Cipher Pol. In all honesty such tactics as espionage, and the skills encompassing it, were not very refined in Sebastion's repertoire of abilities. However, he assumed this mission was just as much a learning experience for himself as it was an assessment for Selima. Such a deduction was made quite evident for Sebastion as he dreaded the state of his pirate attire. Ragged black and grey cloth garments adorned his body, with an accompanying pair of glasses, to throw off any recognition that might come his way from his now bookish looking face. The best way he could describe his appearance was being more akin to a scholarly vagrant than a pirate. Well, perhaps it was not too out of the ordinary, as he himself had not been honored with a given role aboard the ship. He was merely known to everyone save Selima, as Sebastion the ragged looking fresh recruit. No one would really assume much of him considering he was a bottom of the barrel lackey for Captain Henriette.

A clamor of excited voices from further up-deck managed to garner Sebastion's attention away from the sickly fellow before them, as he turned to see what the commotion was about. To his relief they had at last reached Sabaody Archipelago in one piece. Much of the rest of the crew that were just now cluing into their approaching destination, began running amok the deck in order to furl the sails and finish the last of their duties before disembarking. After a moments distraction, he turned his attention back towards Selima with a sheepish smile. "Heh, just kidding. I don't think anyone here would expect you to bother with mending that man's sea sickness" he replied with a slight chuckle. Sebastion gazed around to make sure none could overhear them before he continued with a hushed whisper. So it seems Sabaody is upon us now. Do you ha-" he began before one of their higher ranking crew members interrupted.

"Oi you two! Get ready to head for the docks and await your orders" the lanky fellow bellowed towards them with an authoritative pointing of his index finger towards the nearing docks. The man went by the name of "Dread Bringer" Jones, and was a core member of the Chaos Pirates. It would be a wise decision to disregard an order issued from him if they wanted to maintain their cover. "Aye sir! We'll be ready!" Sebastion responded with an affirmative nod before the pirate Jones stomped off in a huff. Leaning towards Selima's ear he quickly whispered his request to become debriefed on her plan of action whence they found the opportunity upon shore. Let's discuss our game-plan once we have a chance to get away from these goons"

"But we're dancing with the demons in our minds"

"We are the heroes of our time"

Sebastion winced uncomfortably at the nickname Silvereye had given Selima. Oh he knew how such a name could really push her buttons. Even his own jesting would never cross the line of condescendingly referring to her mink features. He had to give her credit for not letting the provocation get to her. Fortunately for him he was disregarded as not even being worth acknowledging with a name. It was rather evident that a steep pecking order ran straight up to the vice captain herself. Until you proved otherwise you were simply deemed a bag of walking flesh that had to conduct the dirtiest and most menial of tasks. After an unsettling threat from Silvereye, Sebastion and the other new recruits hurried off to do whatever it took to avoid a date with Susan. He had to stifle his laughter at Selima's comment about good old Silver Eye as she trailed behind him towards the town "You can say that again. That old bugger certainly has one huge stick up his ass" he managed to reply taking caution to make sure no one of importance overheard him.

While outwardly retaining a calm demeanor in the wake of the events that were now unfolding, Sebastion was feeling rather exasperated by how quickly things had escalated. The chaos pirates had maintained a minimal presence in the past few weeks as they had made their voyage towards Sabaody. Sebastion himself had been posing as a shipwreck victim that happened to conveniently cross their paths during these ruffians travels. Like clockwork they had saved him only to force him to join their ranks. While fierce and violent, the chaos pirates were nothing if predictable. However, this assumption had proved to be a grave mistake, as he had presumed them to be attempting to reach the lawless lands of Sabaody without harassing civilians.

As far as he knew their ship had been well stocked with supplies, thus attaining more now seemed unnecessary. Perhaps this was more a test in order to ascertain the new recruits loyalty before initiating them as full fledged crew members? Well, perhaps for Sebastion and the other grunts with them. Selima had already been accepted as one of the medical crew members, as she had been residing with the crew for a longer time now. If they had sent her with them in order to keep an eye on their newest members, than perhaps more trust had been given to the lieutenant than Sebastion had first assumed. He would not be surprised if they outwardly mocked her as "kitten" in order to put the other new recruits off guard. Or maybe not. Silvereye could just be dick with nothing more to it. He would have to inquire further with Selima when he had the chance.

Before long they had reached the end of what could be traversed of the paved road that had led them from the docks towards the town. A roaring fire now stood in their wake between the stone cobbled walls that ran the length of the town's perimeter. Where once a massive oaken gate had stood now only the fires of destruction sat spreading their insidious touch towards other nearby shrubbery. "Looks like we're going to have to find another way..." Sebastion thought allowed. "S-shit! What should we do? Silvereye will kill us if we don't hurry back with supplies!"One of the other recruits managed to stammer fearfully.

Scratching his head thoughtfully for a moment, a fine idea came to him in the wake of the other grunts alarmed indecision. "Hmm, I've got an idea" Sebastion began as he reached into a chest pocket and pulled out a sizeable coin purse. With a friendly smile he tossed the pouch towards one of the other grunts as the receiving man fumbled to grab at it"Take this and see if you can reach Greenleaf village from here to buy supplies. It's going to take forever for all of us to climb this wall and carry back what we manage to forcefully take from the towns people here. You wouldn't want to keep old Silvereye waiting would you? Me and Selima will try to take back what we can from here while you guys are gone"

The other recruits proved not very difficult to persuade as none had taken the life of a pirate by choice it seemed. Any chance to avoid conflict was an opportunity they would gladly take. "Uuhh... T-thanks, we'll do that. the portly man holding the pouch of money managed to spout before the others could proclaim their own agreement towards Sebastion's plan. After a moment the others dashed off into the woodlands not too far off from the paved path in order to attain supplies as fast as they could. With a sigh of relief, Sebastion was glad for the moment that those louts did not prove reluctant. Any of the other more distinguished members of the crew would have attempted to kill him where he stood if such an idea had been suggested in their earshot.

Further screams of anguish broke Sebastion's momentary train of thought as he looked towards the direction of the township."It seems we're alone for a time now. The others already in town wont be as easy to dissuade from harming the townspeople. Got any ideas Selima?" he asked with a sense of urgency in his tone.

"But we're dancing with the demons in our minds"

"We are the heroes of our time"

It was always a trying test of his conviction for Sebastion to zone out the painful cries of innocence when he was in the midst of vile pirate affairs. Years of service had helped instill a sense of calm while within the throws of adversity, though a part of him still yearned to save every last innocent life he could. Now was such a time that prevented him from seeking justice, as his duty demanded secrecy. While for the most part retaining a cool and collected facade, Sebastion still was unable to completely restrain furrowing his brow and lips in a wince of anger. As best he could he attempted to focus only on what Selima was informing him of at present without letting his ears linger on the outcries of injustice.

When Selima was finished, Sebastion gave a pause before responding, in order to ruminate on his next course of action. He scanned their surroundings tentatively in an attempt to decide where to seek something of notable value that might please their crew members. Amongst the incinerating landscape sat one particular house that seemed rather fanciful in its architectural design compared to other homes in the vicinity. It sat atop a hill in the near distance, smouldering under the voracious devastation of the ever-spreading flames. Who ever resided in that home must have something of worth. He knew he had better be quick if he wished to claim something before the flames consumed too much.

The crack of Selima's whip turned Sebastion's attention back to her from his distracted thoughts in time to hear her confirm their required urgency. He gave her a conceding nod before adding his own thoughts. "Excellent idea Selima. Mutiny might just be the ticket we need to instigate instability within their ranks. Why, with such a reluctant crew it should not take much to coerce most of them. ". With that said Sebastion turned towards the house he had spotted to begin his own search, although he quickly remembered he had forgotten to detail his current intentions. "Ah right, I'll keep an eye out for something shiny" he began while motioning towards the house atop the hill over yonder. "See ya back aboard the ship. We shan't linger too long as you said Lieutenant. Meet me in the ships food cellar when you can" he continued before finally turning to make his way to the house.

Upon reaching the homes doorstep, Sebastion was dismayed to see the front entrance had collapsed upon its self. Wafts of smoke cascaded towards him leaving it difficult to see inside. Not wanting to spend more time than he needed seeking an entrance, the marine coated one arm in magma in order to send a projectile of molten rock towards the structures wood and brick exterior. The clutter of rubble before him did not take long to subside under the melting caress of his magma, leaving him a handy way into the house. Once upon the homes foyer, he noticed a golden gem encrusted vase, left surprisingly undisturbed by its hostile environment sitting atop a marble table. Grabbing it under one arm, Sebastion did not tarry long before venturing further into the home only to have the wooden floor give way beneath him. After a fit of coughing from the dust settling around him, he noticed that he was now surrounded by shelves of fine wines. It seemed luck was on his side this day.

Sitting in the opposite corner of room were a number of empty kegs which the marine hurriedly grabbed after setting down his vase. The impending sense of urgency upon his shoulders left him bursting open a plethora of succulent wines in order to pour into a vile concoction within the barrel. He doubted his brutish fellow crew members would care much for what they drank so long as it got them inebriated. After a couple minutes the keg was filled to the brim and ready to haul back to the ship along with the vase.

The brunt of the flames proved unable to deter Sebastion as he made his way back to the front entrance due to his immunity to heat. It took a moment to harden his resolve before carrying onward, as he gave one last glance towards the burning town, his mind filled with fleeting thoughts of remorse.

It did not take long to make his way back to the ship after looting his fair share. A foreboding muscle laden crew member sat as a sentry by the docks proving to block Sebastion's path for a time as he demanded to see what Sebastion had obtained. "Oi oi, what do we have 'ere? That's a pretty little vase ain' it? You can leave that wit me 'an i'll make sure it makes its way to the captain just fine." the pirate ordered with a chuckle, clearing wishing to take credit for the find for himself. Sebastion merely shrugged in response before setting it down aside the man. The oaf gleamed in satisfaction before inquiring into the keg he had also been carrying. "An what's in this 'ere keg? Hope ya found some good stuff" the man added as he grabbed at the keg and pulled him along with Sebastion closer to take a whiff. "Oooh, delicious stuff that is" the man said with a puddle of drool forming at his mouth. What was he a dog?

"Aye mate, this is definitely some of the good stuff. Now if you would be so kind as to let me through I'll store it away for the Captain" Sebastion responded losing his patience with the scoundrel. "Aye sure but between me an' you I might 'ave ta try some of this me self first. Don' stow it away outta plain sight ya 'ere?" the man continued. Sebastion gave another nod before carrying on under the following boisterous laughter of the idiotic man. Now all he had to do was stow the keg away in the ship's cellar and await Selima's return.

"But we're dancing with the demons in our minds"