"Gurarara! Of course" the giant man laughed, "let's have a fest to celebrate!"
"Raven..." danzo muttered, "Why are they having a fest?"
"Pirates love every excuse to drink, you will get used to it while were here. Just don't fall over board okay? I'm not in the mood for a swim"
Danzo gulped, as he was dragged into the swam of parting pirates.
It has been a few days since Raven had fell from the sky onto whitebeards ships, Danzo with her. The clever but stupid client of hers had decided it was a good idea to make bets with the pirate about drinking….
He lost miserable.
She watched with an amused smirk under the shadows of her hood as the male attempted (and failing) to mop the deck as the loser of the bet. Boat rocking slowly as the ship sailed through a patch of sea fog. "He's gonna be there all night and he still wouldn't have finished-yoi" Marco commented besides her, his feet creaking on the wooden floorboards with each step.
"I know" she stated simply. "Hopefully he'll learn something about betting with pirates about drinking"
"I doubt it, if half the thing he says are to be believed-yoi" The male snorted, thinking back about the stories the male had told.
"I can hope, he won't be my problem after I get him to this conference" she spoke a playful tune in her voice as she turned slightly to face the pineapple haired male.
Throughout the few days of staying on the ship, there had been several attempts to see under the girl's hood, all leading to interesting situations… Marco paled slightly at his and aces attempted, somehow she had managed to tie both of them up in a very compromising position. Making the pair a laughing stock.
Moreover it took them over an hour to untangle the ropes… how she had managed those knots in a limited time he didn't know.
By this point everyone were taking bets on who was going to see the girls face first, after integrating a drunken Danzo, its turns out that even himself hasn't had the pleasure to see the girls face.
"By the way, why won't you let us see your face?" he asked, unable to hide the curiosity– no one had yet to try the asking technique.
Raven tilted her head, had they finally given up on taking off her hood? "My face attracts too much attention"
"Like scars or something?"
"Yeah something like that" she stated quietly, leaning against the rail.
Macro hummed, sitting beside her as they watched the pitiful attempt of Danzo mopping. Raven tilted her head, listening. Eyes in the darkness of her hood scanned the area, something was out their waiting she could feel it. Like a dark cloud hovering over them in the fog.
The feeling didn't shift as night drew. Danzo was still out mopping the deck, as most people turned in for the night. She walked silently, boots barely making a sound on the deck, crossing her arms she spoke, "I hope you learned your lesson Danzo"
Said male jumped at the sound of her voice, "Don't scare me like that! I didn't know it was gonna be this hard!"
She sighed, shaking her head slightly as she shifted her weight onto one leg with a hand on her hip, "Go sleep, wake up tomorrow do some sciency shit, I'll finish up here. I'll be done before you know it"
Danzo passed her the mop, "you're a life saver!"He shouted before quickly disappearing off the deck.
Raven sighed again at her clever but stupid client, before finishing mopping the deck. Making quick work of his disastrous attempt. Leaning the mop against the rail she waited, arms cross and eyes closed. Her breathing deepening as she became still.
Her statue like body becoming part of the swaying ship drifting on the slow currents of the sea. As still as a frozen statue, she waited.
The moon was high in the sky, not that she could see it. Fog had completely swamped the deck. The sea flog blocking everything from view even the moons light – creating an interesting creepy affect around them as the light mist danced with the darkness of the shadows. She felt a shift in the air and smiled. As that dark cloud descended on the ship.
Seems like it was time.
Twelve men silently climbed onto the deck on the pirate ship, "Right men, you know what to do, were taking the heads of every pirate on this ship starting with whitebeard" he turned towards his men.
Twelve was now ten, "Where's Richy and Dav?" the leader asked suspicion growing.
"Huh?" heads turned towards where the men had just stood, "fuck Jonhy gone too!" another man whisper-yelled gaining the groups attention.
The fog swirled around them, as if mocking them – torturing the remaining members. The leader paled, "head count now!" he whispered, the growing nerves clear as day in his voice. He counted, seven. He only had seven men left. He took a shaky step back, only to trip over something hard.
"What…" he mutter before freezing.
He had tripped over Richy, the male's neck twisted in a clean break. He was about to yell when a hand clapped over his mouth, "Now Now boy~" a female voice purred like velvet over the sharpest of daggers, "I need you to be quite for me"
It was over before he knew it. A knife was thrusted into his chest. Raven felt the body go limp before retracting the blade back up her shelve, the mechanism not making a sound in the deathly silence. Getting a good hold of the body, she threw it with little resistance. A slashed echoed thought the fog, drawing the attention for the remaining men.
She had slowly been picking off the group one by one, making sure to make no sound in the fog which'd worked as good cover. Unbuttoning her coat slightly she moved silently toward the remaining men, the group of six. "Now boys, I need you to be quite" she stated, her voice drifting eerie thought the fog, "and make sure you don't slip blood on the deck, I just mopped it"
She sprang into action, twisting under an arm, a pair of long blades in her hand. Not her seastone ones, but a pair of one of the many blades on her person. Long thin but lethal. She attacked the vitals, deathly like a viper in the silence of night with an unnatural grace and a fluttering of fabric. She stood cleaning the blades against her pants as the men around her dropped to the ground dead.
She made quick work of dumping their bodies over board and untying their boat from the whitebeards ship. She moved to door hoping to return to her makeshift room before anyone questioned her for being out.
But it seems her luck had run out, "what are you doing?"A voice spoke from behind her.
Both Ace and Marco Stood behind her, giving her an expected look.
"Nothing, I was cooling down out here. I'm heading back inside why? What's up?" she questioned with fake innocent.
"You see anyone?-yoi"
"No, no one is out on deck"
"You didn't noticed anything out of the ordinary?" questioned Ace taking a step towards her, his arms crossing his bare chest a questioning look on his face.
She didn't move, "nothing out of the ordinary" she state, internally adding, well apart from the guys wanting to kill you all but really as pirates that's technically normal, in her head. "Alright…. good night" the boys bid their farewell while turning away, to walk onto the deck to take a look. While she slipped into her make shift room.
"You noticed it too?" Ace questioned, looking about the deck.
"Yes," Marco shook his head in disbelief as he looked around the deck. Nothing. There was nothing to signify a disturbance even the feeling of being watched had gone, "Moreover, raven-yoi smelt slightly of blood"
"Doesn't she always?" questioned ace.
"More so than normal and it was fresher-yoi"
Ace turned towards his friend, with a worried expression. "You think she caused this? Is the old man gonna be safe?"
Marco shrugged, "we have to wait and see whether she slips up or we have more evidence that something has happen. For now we tell the old man and keep an eye on her"
"Deal"
to be continued...
and chapter 2 is up!
what do you guys think about raven?
saw a bit more of her fighting abilities in this one, and more to come as she gets closer to the crew! XD
love to hear from you guys!