Author's Note: Hellooooo people I don't know! Okay, so this is my first story, and any advice would be greatly accepted. If any of you have any problems, then good for you. That's your own personal problem and I'm not gonna bother trying to fix them. I already have a vague idea of where this story is gonna go, but if anyone has any suggestions, I will quite gladly take them into consideration. It would be much appreciated if people would perhaps send in OC's, especially for Marines, other pirate crews, innocent civilians, and even maybe some Revolutionaries. I might be willing to take OC's for my main prate crew, but only if I really like the character you submit. Keep in mind I might change something up, but I'll tell you to get approval before I do something like that, not to mention give you guys all the credit. Also, I happen to be terrible with names, so suggestions for lots of names, weird or normal, would be greatly appreciated. Reviews, obviously, would just make me uber happy like you wouldn't believe. By the way, this story does in fact take place around the same time as the Strawhats, its like five months before the start of the story, and also taking place in the South Blue. And if anyone maybe wants to be a beta or something for me, I would also very much like that, but you'd have to explain to me how that works, 'cause I certainly don't know how that works. Also, I can't give you an exact idea as to how often I'll update, but I know I'm gonna update at the very least once a month (I'm shooting for two week updates though). There isn't much action in this chapter, but I'm trying to make up for that by making it at least somewhat funny. I think that's all I really wanted to say. Anyways, I hope you all enjoy, and please leave reviews telling me what you guys think, just so I know if there's a certain area I need to improve on. My author's note also won't usually be this long, this is just what I figured to be some basic, important information, and I realize most of you guy's wont actually read it. By the way, anywhere in this story that it says Satomi might haviolet eyes, ignore that. Her eyes are brown. I'll find time to fix that later.

P.S. I don't own anything to do with One Piece, just my own personal OCs

The day had been overly bright, and sailing had been smooth. Despite the calm atmosphere Satomi could feel nothing but excitement at the notion of reaching shore. Then again, they had been running low on supplies, and she was starving. Of course, Jack was hungry too, but he didn't have the stomach of a D. When Jack had pointed at the island in the distance, Satomi had almost pounced on him with glee; however, not being a very touchy feely person, she had restrained herself. They had been in the middle of tying the ship to the dock when the dock master had appeared to demand a payment. An unnecessarily high payment at that.

"If you want to dock here, I'll need you to pay 10,000 Beli, unless you want me to call the marines on you," the short, squat man had declared, a smile on his face that had made Satomi wonder if perhaps the man was actually hoping they wouldn't be able to afford. His excited look seemed to lessen when he noticed Jack's scythe, which he had leaning against his body in a casual manner.

"That's a little pricy, don't you think?" Jack had asked, expecting his captain to react violently at this, and making the man anxious as he began to roll the scythe threateningly between his fingers. She hadn't seemed like the kind of woman who enjoyed wasting money, and he knew from experience just how short tempered she could be. He was surprised, however, when she had smiled and ran into the cabin of their little boat, only to come out seconds later with the necessary money. She had smiled as she gave the ugly little man his money, acting as polite as a princess would to a foreign diplomat that she wanted to stay on good terms with. Her demeanor had change the instant the man had turned to walk off with his money. Her face transformed into a scowl, making her look older than she actually was, and she tightened her low ponytail as she sighed, adjusting the grey fedora resting on her head.

"I hate having to be polite to greedy people like him," she scowled even deeper, before hopping out of the boat.

"Then why did you act like a perfect little princess towards him?" Jack questioned, his grey eyes searching for an answer from her face as he hopped out of the boat as well. Satomi's eyes widened at the word 'princess' but she otherwise didn't give away an answer with her appearance. She did, however, respond verbally.

"With only a two man crew, it would be logical to only stir up trouble with the marines if we accidentally bump into one. Angering the man and raising cain with him over money when I have plenty of the stuff would be pointless. Besides, I'm hungry," with her final comment she smiled at him, and began to walk a little faster, causing Jack to chuckle and move to catch up. Being 5'11, Satomi was a pretty fast walker. "You got the list of supplies, Doc?"

"Of course," he responded, grinning at the use of her nickname for him. "We need lots of water and food, a new ship, couple of crewmates, and possibly a new Captain," he smirked when his silver haired companion rammed her right elbow lightly into his gut, not intending to hurt him but still hard enough to get the point across that the joke was annoying.

"You shouldn't joke like that. You sound like my dad commenting on how he needs a new daughter," she said, smirking up at him. "He's also old. What does that say about you?"

"That I'm wise," the doctor remarked confidently and performing a dramatic gesture, making his captain laugh lightly as they reached a trail that they supposed would lead to a town, which probably had a Marine Base as well. "Say, did you do anything with the dogs before we left, because I don't want any of them messing with my stuff?"

"It's good to know you're confident 'bout yourself. Anyway yeah, I put Baby Jake in the kennel. He's the only one that could do any damage to your stuff. Although I think Shannon could be sleeping on your bed, but you'll have to get over that," his captain informed him, grinning at the thought of her precious pooches. Satomi had three dogs, Harvey, Baby Jake, and Shannon, and she loved them all as if they were her very children. Of course, according to her, her dogs had always been with her on her travels on the sea, and she considered them the three most loyal creatures in existence. The only ones she could ever be sure would never betray her. When she said this, Jack made sure he didn't look hurt at the thought of her considering him to be one of those bastards that would betray her, because while he had only known her for about two weeks, he would already die for her. She was his captain, after all, and she had showed him that that was what Nakama do.

"'Course I am. Someone in this crew needs to have some self-confidence," Jack stated, referring to Satomi's slightly pessimistic viewpoints and lack of confidence, "But, uh, how did you grab the money so fast? Wasn't all the money in that box under you bed?"

"Oh, I keep my counterfeit money in a drawer in the desk in the kitchen area. That's what I use to pay greedy jerk faces like that ugly frog back there, and the stuff is so good, it takes a friggin' genius to tell the difference between that fake stuff of mine and the real stuff," Satomi told him, grinning happily as his jaw gapped down at her.

"Since when do you have counterfeit money?" Jack questioned, shocked. He really hadn't expected her to have fake money, or the ability to talk about it so casually.

"Well, I have these really good friends named Amelia, Cordelia, and Ophelia. Anyways, they were all addicted to something. Cordelia was addicted, to, uh, sex, Ophelia was an alcoholic, and not in the fun partying pirate sense, and Amelia was a drug addict. Amelia made counterfeit money to by her drugs, so when I finally got them all to stop, Amelia gave me all the fake money, Ophelia gave me all her alcohol, and Cordelia gave me, uh, well we won't go in depth with what she gave me. Let's just say I had another friend of mine burn that stuff. Mr. Edwards, that dude that convinced me to be a pirate, drank all the alcohol, being the crazy old man he is, and I'm still putting the fake money to use," Satomi said, making an awkward face every time she mentioned this Cordelia person. Jack could only stare at her, and she felt kind of amused that he hadn't reacted yet.

"You know some strange people," Jack finally said, and Satomi could only laugh at this.

"That is the understatement of the year! I'm pretty confident the only normal person I know is your aunt. The very notion of me associating with the average person is laughable. It just doesn't happen. Whenever I even think I've met a normal person, it turns out they're weirdoes or sociopaths and some of them even make attempts on my life. I honestly don't think I can handle normal people at this point in my life. They'd be too boring," Satomi glanced up at him, a small, almost sad smile on her face. Jack had seen the expression on occasion, but only when he was sure she thought he wasn't watching, and it actually concerned him. She had mentioned on occasion how she had had phases of what she called 'annoying, unhealthy and frightening' depressions once or twice, and while they were rare, they were generally caused by very appropriate reasons. She hadn't elaborated on them, but Jack found it hard to imagine this stubborn, short tempered, sarcastic, and somewhat violent young woman to ever be sad. The way she acted and spoke made it seem like she could have a normal conversation with anyone, even Whitebeard, the strongest man in the world, or Sengoku, the Fleet-Admiral of the marines, and then wave the conversation off as boring and totally not intimidating in the least. She didn't even seem slightly saddened by the thought of her mother's death. In fact, to Jack, Satomi only had three emotions: angry, happy, and neutral.

"Hate to break it to ya, Cap'n, but my aunt ain't the most normal of people either. So I suppose you don't know any normal people," Jack said, grinning down at her. Satomi laughed, and then pointed ahead of them, towards the fast approaching town.

"Food. We will soon have food," she said, and then her stomach growled.

"Sounds like you're hungry," Jack said, a smirk upon his face. Satomi rolled her eyes.

"'Course I'm hungry. We ran out of supplies three days ago," there was a frown on her face.

"And whose fault was that?" Jack questioned, a taunting tone to his voice.

"Hey, don't blame me if the only ocean I'm capable of navigating is the Grand Line! Compasses are stupid anyway; all they do is point north. If you need to be able to find north, you should just use the sun and use that to find the other directions. The Log Poses used in the Grand Line actually point to the next island you're going, which is way easier. 'Sides, I ain't a navigator, and I didn't know we would get lost when I was buying food," Satomi snapped, and Jack understood this logic. After they had ran out of food, they had had this conversation a number of times. Satomi was good at getting her point across. Of course, there was no way Satomi was gonna let all the blame rest on her shoulders. At least they had plenty of water. She really needed to find a navigator.

"Guess I can't argue with that logic," Jack replied calmly, feeling pretty hungry as well and looking forward to a good meal.

"'Course you can't. It's my logic, after all," Satomi stated, a proud grin on her face.

Once they had properly entered the little town, they began their hunt for a restaurant or bar, per Satomi's orders. They managed to find a quaint looking little hole in the wall called 'Ricky's' that had a sign when you entered saying, 'Please seat yourself'. Satomi demanded they sit in a booth, and since Jack didn't really care, they made their way to a little corner booth to take their seats, Jack leaning his scythe against the table, and they waited for a server to come and take their orders. Once they had sat down, Satomi had found something that made her greatly happy.

"Look," she said happily, "A newspaper. This is perfect. That stupid News coo hasn't been delivering on time, so I'm not quite caught up on the World's cruel and evil activities."

"But you're a pirate, Cap'n. What does news matter to you?" Jack asked, and Satomi made an expression as if she were shocked. She then took a deep breath, alerting Jack that this could possibly be a long explanation.

"Ignorance may be bliss, Doc, but knowledge is power. Knowing the world's most recent activities could warn us of places to steer clear of, people to avoid, and other such important information. It's also pertinent because it lets us know what lies the Government could be telling the people about us specifically. Trust me, they lie about these things, and they are good at blowing things out of proportion. Any bit of information we can gather is important, and while it's true that the World Government puts lies in the papers, there is some truth, and reading lies isn't what hurts people. Its believing them that's bothersome," there was a knowing smile on Satomi's face, and Jack was sure she would have said more if she wasn't interrupted by a voice that, while unfamiliar to Satomi, was like experiencing a happy childhood memory all over again to Jack.

"Well well well, if it isn't Bad Luck Jack," the smirk on the man's face was almost audible, and Jack scowled at the use of his old nickname. Satomi turned around to see where the voice had come from, to see a very surprising sight.

It was a young man, probably Jack's age, wearing a marine cap that, instead of saying 'Marine' on it, only had the Marine's insignia but still told Satomi he was indeed a Marine. He was in civilian clothing, so Satomi assumed he was either off duty, or at least of the rank Petty Officer or higher. He was wearing a dark blue muscle shirt with black cargo pants. He had on a pair of black combat boots, and he had a very muscular build, which alerted the silver haired girl to his physical strength.

"Tobi?" Jack questioned the shock evident on his face. Satomi glanced back to her scythe wielding companion, and realized that he must know the man. The Marine man. Satomi looked back at the man, taking in the rest of his appearance, wondering if she should consider the man an enemy, ally, or nobody.

"In the flesh," the man, Satomi assumed his name was Tobi, flashed a brilliant smile at Jack, then towards her. "And who might you be?"

"I've heard its rude to ask someone's name without introducing one's own self first," the words had left her mouth before she could stop them, a habit she had been trying to beat down since she was thirteen. She didn't let her embarrassment show on her expression, only trying to look nicer than her rude tone had implied. She hated how the manners she had been taught as a child seemed to show through at the most random of times. On the bright side, it made her look like less of a pirate, and that might've been a good thing if this guy was, in fact, going to be an enemy.

"Sorry 'bout that. I'm Tobi," the man gave an embarrassed smile and stuck out his hand, which Satomi graciously took.

"No worries, I'm Satomi. Are you perhaps a Marine, Mr. Tobi?" she had to know for sure, and she needed to know if she could trust this man. She glanced back at Jack, whose side of the booth was up against the wall and facing the door of the restaurant. He met her eyes and gave a slight, unnoticeable nod, telling her that his friend wasn't just a Marine; he was a trustable Marine.

"I am actually. Guess my hat gave me away. I'm a Warrant Officer, and no need for the formalities, Satomi," Tobi said, grinning proudly at her, but with a gleam of something else in his eyes, an emotion Satomi didn't know how to identify, but somehow knew she was familiar with. Satomi smiled lightly at his response, subtly raising her guard despite knowing that Jack trusted him. Better safe than dead.

"Unfortunately, Mr. Tobi, I'm one for formalities. Might I ask how you know Doc?" Satomi motioned to Jack, who was still in shock. Apparently Tobi took this as a sign to join them at their lovely little booth. He took a seat next to Jack, sliding in smoothly next to him and grinning at the strange woman.

"What, no formalities for Jackie here? Well, I suppose you've probably known him for a while. Me and Jackie go way back. In fact, we're best friends. Mind telling me why you are travelling with him here on Tango Island, instead of him being back on Sacre Island where he belongs? I'm only asking you this because he seems kinda unresponsive right now." Tobi questioned on his own, ignoring the elbows that were rammed into his ribcage by Jack every time he referred to the other man as "Jackie".

"Me and the good doctor are travelling buddies. This is our first island since we left Sacre Island. That's the most of it, though," Satomi responded, distinctly leaving out the part where they were pirates. She wasn't technically lying. She was just avoiding the truth, was all.

"Actually," Jack began, and Satomi knew he was going to tell Tobi, "We're pirates."

There was an awkward silence as Tobi stared at Jack, then at Satomi. He glanced back at Jack, then Satomi, and back again. He continued to do this, not properly processing this new information for at least three minutes, until the waiter arrived.

"I am so sorry it took this long to get to you all," he began, clearly not realizing he had just interrupted a very serious moment. The waiter looked flustered as he pulled out a pen and notepad, breathing a little hard. "We just had a little trouble. Anyways, I'm Cato and I'll be your server. What can I get you today?"

"Can I get some iced tea and a cheese burger, please? Nothing but ketchup and cheese on it," Satomi ordered, not making eye contact with the waiter due to certain socializing issues she had. Jack could only stare at the waiter, surprised by his sudden appearance while Tobi hadn't even reacted. "Um, dudes, order. Since Jack just told you some pretty big news, I'll pay for anything you might want, Tobi."

"I'll have a chicken sandwich," Jack said, glancing at the first thing he saw on one of the menus that had already been at the table when they got there, wondering how Satomi knew they had hamburgers if she hadn't even touched a menu. Tobi still wasn't reacting, so Satomi leaned over a little, and lightly smacked her hand against his cheek, somewhat effectively bringing him back to planet earth.

"Order, dufus," she said firmly, and he looked like he was struggling to form words.

"Umm, ah, uh, pi-pickle," he said, causing everyone to look at him strangely.

"A pickle?" the waiter questioned, wondering if he heard correctly since Tobi had said it so weekly.

"Pickle," Tobi said a little more strongly this time, nodding his head swiftly. The waiter just wrote the request down and walked off. Satomi burst into laughter, definitely amused by Tobi's mental state.

"Alright man, you're gonna have to get over this new information and either accept it and not call the Marines on us, or disapprove of it and call in the Marines, effectively letting us get in some practice on fighting, 'cause I honestly don't think the marines on this island will be much of a challenge, not to boast or anything." Satomi honestly meant every word she said. "And if you don't start moving soon, I'm gonna stab you with a spoon."

Satomi gave him a threatening expression, her violet eyes concentrated. When he didn't react, however, she just sighed and gave up.

"You don't even have a spoon, and how do you expect to hurt him with such a blunt object?" Jack argued, skeptical of a spoon's effectiveness and unhappy with the thought of his apparently good friend being harmed.

"Well, I'll ask for one, and you'd be surprised with how much damage I can do with a spoon. About a year ago, this one lady made me really upset, and I actually cut her finger off with a spoon," Satomi informed, effectively making Jack nervous about Tobi's safety. She turned to try and get their waiters attention, opened her mouth without producing sound and closing it a few times, and then blinked. She turned back towards Jack.

"Umm, could you ask the waiter for a spoon for me?" she pleaded, knowing that Jack knew of her social impediments and hoping he would take pity on her. Jack gave her a look that let her know he thought she was pathetic, but agreed nonetheless, trusting his captain not to bring any actual physical harm to his friend. After getting the spoon, Satomi shoved it in Tobi's face, trying to get his attention.

"C'mon dude, I know you like having all your fingers. Or perhaps I'll gauge out your eyes instead, hmm?" when the threat failed again, she tried another tactic, "Dude, we're pirates, get over it!"

The sheer bluntness of this statement, along with a relatively loud smack on the cheek, seemed to catch his attention, causing the distant look in his blue eyes to fade away. He sat a little straighter, and he glanced anxiously between Satomi and Jack. Satomi almost worried that the man was gonna start attacking them or something, and she had to remind herself not to be annoyed with Jack for telling this man. Jack was smart, and he knew what he was doing when he had told Tobi. At least, she hoped he knew what he was doing.

"No joke?" Tobi clarified, and there was a look of hope in his eyes that was quickly crushed when Satomi and Jack both shook their heads as a no. His expression reminded Satomi vaguely of a kicked puppy, and she almost felt guilty. She was, after all, quite the dog person.

"Jaaaaaaccckkkiiieeee," he began in a whiny voice, and all the guilt left as she knew he was fine, "I feel so betrayed. You abandoned me by not joining the Marines, and then run off and become a pirate with this woman without even telling me? You're a horrible best friend!"

Despite the playfulness in his tone, Satomi wondered if she should have been offended when he said 'this woman' but then smiled at the words. She knew that somewhere in the world there was a woman her age that would say similar words to her the next time she saw her, minus the whole Marine comment. She was thoroughly amused by this realization, and felt vague excitement at the thought of getting to see the woman again.

"Oh, get over yourself," Jack said, flicking his best friend in the forehead, and rolling her eyes, "And quit acting like an idiot."

"You guys are such dudes," Satomi said, gaining their attention and chuckling slightly. She found their familiar behavior towards each other a nice change of pace.

"So Jack, what made you decide to become a pirate, of all things? What about becoming a doctor, like you planned?" Tobi questioned, a glint of innocent curiosity in his eyes that Satomi felt a Marine shouldn't have when asking questions like this. Perhaps he was just a naïve little country bumpkin like Jack.

"Well, Captain here offered me a chance to achieve something that no one else would have ever been able to," Jack responded, a genuinely happy smile on his lightly tanned face. This seemed to greatly intrigue Tobi.

"And what was that?" Tobi asked, wishing his friend would just get it all out. He hadn't expected Satomi to answer instead, though.

"Freedom," she informed him, a look of glee in her eyes at the mere thought of the word. Her one worded response caused something to click in Tobi's head, though what it was, he wasn't quite sure. "You see, the entire goal that me and the crew I plan on accumulating will be Freedom. You've heard of heaven, I'm sure, and Freedom is the closest thing to heaven here on this godforsaken planet. Of course, the crew currently consists of only Jack and I, but it will grow, of this I am positive."

"Freedom, huh," Tobi mumbled thoughtfully to himself, as Jack nodded in agreement with what his Captain was saying. Before anyone could speak up to continue the conversation, their waiter arrived with their food, placing it in front of them graciously.

"Uh, was that thing there when I took your orders?" the waiter asked, gesturing wildly to Jack's scythe, obviously not having noticed it earlier.

"Yup. You probably just didn't notice it because you seemed to be in such a rush," Satomi offered a plausible explanation as to why he hadn't seen it earlier. He looked ready to say something about it, before shaking his head to himself and rushing off again.

"Why do I have a pickle?" Tobi asked with a confused expression on his face as he looked down at his plat with a lone pickle.

"Oh, I told you to order something when you were in that weird denial daze, and that's all you would say, so… yeah. I guess you were just in too much shock when you found out we were pirates to remember what was going on. I also threatened to stab you with a spoon," Satomi once again offered a plausible explanation for his lack of memory while Jack just shook his head as he realized that Satomi wasn't the only one who knew strange people.

"Oh… wait, you threatened to stab me with a spoon? How does that even work?" Tobi questioned, a look of shock on his face directed to the silver haired woman sitting across from him.

"You'd be surprised of the many wondrous ways to physically harm a person with just a spoon. I just didn't wanna actually hurt you since you're Jack's buddy, so I found another way to get you over your denial," Satomi grinned mischievously at him, and he decided he was glad he snapped out of whatever that was when he had, unconsciously rubbing his sore cheek.

The three of them managed to finish their meals quickly, with Satomi finishing first (much to the surprise of the other two, as her cheeseburger had been huge, and Tobi should have won since all he had was a pickle) and made a plan of action.

"I'm just on lunch break, so I gotta get headed back to the base. You guys go ahead and get what you need, but try not to cause a scene. And stop talking about being pirates, because that will get you guys into some serious trouble. The Marines on this island are also pretty crappy, and they'd have no qualms about killing you without a fair trial. They're nothing like the Marines back on Shreeve Island, the island I was previously stationed at," Tobi informed with a small trace of concern in his eyes that Jack noticed.

As long as Jack had known Tobi, Tobi had done nothing but idolize the Marines. It had always been his friends dream to join them, and bring Justice to their terrible world. That and take the title of Strongest Martial Artist in the world (which was more important to the marine). Jack could tell something in Tobi had changed his opinion however, because during the small chat they had managed in between shoving food in their mouths, there had been a look of disgust at every mention of the marines. This truly concerned him, and he had a feeling that he and his Captain wouldn't be able to do much relaxing on Tango Island.

"Awesome. Sounds like a plan," Satomi said, quietly adding 'Stan' afterwards in her mind to complete the rhyme. "See ya 'round, dude."

She and Jack stood up, causing Tobi to have to get out of the booth as well, but he quickly sat back down, obviously staying a little longer, using his lunch break to the fullest. Satomi laid some money on the table, telling him to use it for paying.

"I better be seeing you soon, Tobi. We have some catching up to do, since you've been so slack on writing me, and I have some things to tell you," Jack told his friend, just barely managing to grab his scythe before getting dragged off by his overly excited Captain.

'You and me both buddy,' Tobi thought quietly to himself, easing comfortably into his seat in the booth, dreading when he would have to return to the Marine base for his work. He closed his eyes and tried to relax, thinking about the earlier conversation they had had about freedom.

Jack had looked so happy when they were talking about it. In fact, Tobi himself could feel a small bit of excitement stirring when he heard the word. He didn't often hear people use that word, and the world was not what one would call 'free'. But he had to admit, if anyone on the planet was gonna achieve true freedom, it would have to be a pirate. He almost felt himself wishing the he could be free. 'No,' he thought to himself. He had duties after all, such as striving to become stronger. He had to become stronger, so that he might one day accomplish his goal.

His mental rest was interrupted as his eyes snapped open when he heard a familiar 'click' nearby. He looked over to see a fellow Marine, a superior with a nasty scar running from his nose to his right ear, holding a pistol to his head, cocked and ready to shoot.

"Well now, look what we have here. A traitor. I happen to have over heard your little chat with that wretched woman and her friend. I hope you realize that now you're all going to die," the marine said, looking angrily at him. Tobi silently cursed himself for letting his guard down. There were three marines standing behind his superior, and while he knew he could've handled the other three, this man was different. Tobi was in some deep shit.

"Not only was that woman a pirate, but judging be her hair color, she's also the daughter of Suzu, The Siren of the South, the woman who gave me this scar," the Marine, Marine Commander Strand, and second in command of the Marine Base stationed on Tango Island said as he gestured to his nasty scar.

Tobi swallowed. The Commander was very defensive about the scar, and anyone who mentioned it was often punished severely. Now, having thought about it, Satomi could very well be that woman's daughter, as she looked vaguely similar to the very wanted woman. Even if she wasn't Suzu the Siren's daughter though, she obviously looked enough like the infamous pirate to incur the wrath of the Marine's by being considered her daughter and it was already known that Satomi was a pirate. And he had been seen speaking with her in a friendly manner. He was going to die. There would probably be a public execution for him on the island or something. It would probably also be really painful, and he would be labeled a traitor, so even if he got away somehow, he would forever be wanted by the Marines. Not that he wasn't concerned about Jack and Satomi, but he was now officially concerned about how royally screwed he was. Tobi kept his eyes open, as he watched Strand tighten his finger on the trigger of the gun, upset that, from what he could see, he wasn't getting the public execution he expected in the town square. At least that way, he might've been able to form a plan. Obviously though, he would be dying right now.

"So, I guess this means I'm dead?" Tobi asked, though he knew the answer to his very question. He was just trying to maybe get a few more minutes of thinking, in hopes of coming up with a plan..

"Oh yes, Warrant Officer. You. Are. Dead."