Disclaimer: I don't own One Piece, I only own Alana and the other original characters.
Alana walked through the crowded streets of Grove 23, her ebony bow staff resting across her shoulders, an arm hooked over each side. Her green-gray eyes were half lidded as she watched her surroundings with false laziness. She'd learned long ago that being alert when not looking so, could save your life.
A bear stood in the middle of the road, wearing an orange jumpsuit, and looking around, panicked.
Alana smiled whimsically as she strolled up to the frightened creature. "Lost, are you?"
"Yes," the polar bear nodded nervously.
"Where were you going," after all the strange things she'd seen on the Archipelago, a talking bear didn't bother her.
"I was following my captain and I…" he trailed off, scratching the back of his head.
"Got distracted by everything going on?" Alana gently touched the bear's arm. She could feel his soft fur beneath his jumpsuit.
He nodded sadly.
Alana chuckled, "it's o-kay, it happens to the best of us. My name's Alana; what's yours?" Her voice was soft and gentle.
"Bepo."
"Alright Bepo, what does your captain look like?"
Bepo produced a wanted poster for Trafalgar Law.
"Ah…" Alana bit her lip for a moment, then smiled once again. "Well then, let's go find him."
Bepo nodded.
"Do you know where he was going?"
The bear thought for a moment before shaking his head.
Alana sighed, twirled her staff off her shoulders, and handed it to Bepo. "Hold this a moment."
Curious, he complied.
Alana smiled her whimsical smile, crouched, and shot off into the air. The wind whipped around her body, holding the golden haired teen suspended. She scanned the crowds and spotted the white and black spotted hat of the North Blue captain. Nodding, she landed in front of Bepo. "Alright, let's go." She took her staff back and rested it across her shoulders; walking off in the direction she'd seen the supernova. Her body language was completely lackadaisical, as if she hadn't a care in the world.
Bepo watched her as he followed. She would have been almost excessively ordinary, in her jeans, black trench coat, and cropped white t-shirt, but there was a tornado embroidered on the back of her coat, a silk screened tornado on her shirt, a tornado patch on above her right knee, a tornado painted below her left knee, and tiny tornados, either patches, or painted, randomly on the pant legs and along the bottom seems of her pant legs and coat. Swirls of 'wind' were embroidered in the empty spaces of the jeans.
Alana glanced back at the bear, the smile still on her lips. "He's just ahead, Bepo."
He just nodded.
Through the crowd, Alana could see Law's yellow and black jacket. He was sitting on a crate, two men in white jumpsuits stood on either side of him. The one with 'Penguin' written on his hat was holding the notorious captain's nodachi. She stopped, fully intending on letting Bepo return to his captain without her escorting him. It wasn't that she didn't want to meet the supernova, but she didn't' want to embarrass the poor bear.
Bepo stopped. "Is something wrong?"
Alana spun around on her toes, bare feet scraping against the street. "I don't wish to embarrass you in front of your crew. You ever get lost again; just get directions to Hurricane Grove. That's where I work." She gave him a grin, patted his shoulder, and walked back the way they'd come. Not four doors down was a little tavern called Hurricane Grove.
Bepo watched her go before he turned and ambled up to his captain.
Next chapter will be up sometime soon… Love ya'll lots! ;P