The ship rocketed forward at an amazing speed, lifting up out of the water and flying through the air. It felt like just under a minute before the ship came down to a mighty splash, now a mere two miles away from visible land! The crew cautiously looked towards the shore after being released from their chains and the dome, and a great cheer erupted from them all!
Immediately following said cheer, all of them fell onto their backs, instantly asleep from the exhaustion caused by exerting so much stamina.
Hours later, the Shadow Keeper Pirates awoke all at once, groggily getting to their feet with triumphant yet fatigued smiles. Mist's body mass had returned to normal, it seemed.
"It worked... it fucking worked... FUCK YEA!" Giru exclaimed, taking a power stance and trying to contain his joy.
Ayumi looked at him from behind, initially confused but a small smile tugged at her expression. It seems the captain was capable of positive emotion after all, albeit foulmouthed.
Before they could go on shore, the crew needed to eat and regain their lost stamina. They all headed to the kitchen to find it an absolute mess. All the dishes broken, fridge tipped over, cabinets emptied, pots and pans strewn about the floor. Mr. Sin growled in anger and surprise, shoving past everyone and going to his spice rack, his body language conveying his relief as it seemed not a single grain had been spilled.
The crew worked together to clean up the kitchen, Mr. Sin and Giru taking the time to wash every pot, pan, skillet, and utensil that had touched the floor while everyone else picked up what had been broken or spilled. After setting the fridge back upright and reordering the pantry, they would all realize that if the kitchen was in such a disarray, their rooms would be as well. That held less priority than finally stepping on dry land, however.
With just a little further to sail, the Omega Keres docked at an island by the name of Korjal. Since they had no pirate flag yet, Giru expected to recieve no initial attention from the navy stationed near the docks. This was an incorrect assumption, as immediately they were surrounded by said marines, rifles at the ready.
"Nobody lands on this island without paying 100,000 Beli in tribute to the Captain of the Naval Base."
Giru looked at these men oddly. Was that enough of a reason to assume the worst and start slaughtering? It sounded shady, but not death deserving.
'Oi oi, why are you thinking about this? They're marines, you're a pirate. That's enough of a reason to fight.' Akuma asked in his mind.
'Not all marines are bad. These guys could just be following orders that they hate.'
Their mental conversation was interrupted by Ayumi. 'Giru? What do you plan to do?'
Giru put his hands up and started backing away, returning to the ship. "Of course. We'll go get your money. It might take us a while to find that much to spare."
Back on the ship, the crew sat in the kitchen as Giru paced slowly, a hand up to his chin.
"First we have to find out more about this captain. What's going on is no doubt shady, but I dont believe they deserve to die over it."
Tyque looked at Giru in bewildered confusion.
"Excuse me? You're looking for a reason to fight? Shouldn't the very fact that you're a pirate be reason enough?" she asked.
Giru shook his head. "We're not going to kill anyone who doesn't deserve it. I want to be sure of our target before we strike. we've jumped to conclusions before, and I don't want it to happen again."
"The government will paint us in a bad light no matter who we kill." Tyque replied.
Giru put his hand down. He looked at Tyque, then at the door. "True. Definitely true. But I stand by what I said. Some of these people could be good hearted marines following orders they hate. Some could be actual good hearted people who want to protect civillians. So, a compromise. Dont kill anyone of a low rank."
Giru turned to the door and opened it, cracking his neck as he walked out onto the deck followed by the crew. A smirk slowly forming as his tentacles shot out of his back, all six of them writhing behind him and aiming their red conical spikes forward.
"Anyone else is free game."