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A blue car gradually stops in front of a sidewalk, in between two white lines. The car doors opened. Mirii came out from the bottom-left door: her nose sniffed silently.
"The sea's scent is heard even from this distance… interesting." Mirii turned behind, facing a small building built in stone.
Two Inkling men were standing in front of the building: they were looking at each other, talking. The man on the right was wearing a black captain suit completed with the cap: he had a beard, holding a pipe with his mouth. His right hand took his pipe, waving around a bit before putting it back on his mouth.
The man on the left was wearing a sailor suit, a bit shorter than the older man was: he was nodding, putting his hands behind his back and raising his chest.
"Uhm… I wonder if those two men would know anything about the mission." Mirii's head rose. "Maybe it's better to tell them the truth, hoping they will not interfere with our mission."
"Well, what are you looking at, Miss Thinking?" Grina turned behind. "… Barsy, couldn't you drove a bit more towards the port?" She turned to her left, frowning a bit. "You know, to not sweat already with all the walk we have to do."
"Girl, like I know for an experience that parking near ports is almost impossible!" Bars chuckles a bit, as his arms crossed and rested on the car's ceiling. "I'm not that scared of walking for some feet… always better than running for miles!"
"Yes, why not just walking from here?" Hun was staring at Grina, moving his arms a bit up and down. "I mean, the car is in place… it's not blocking the road or anything.
Grina's eyelids lowered to the middle for a moment: her head lowered, while sighing and closing her eyes.
"Mirii? You are not saying anything about this waste of walking?" Her head rose back, as her eyes opened and her eyebrows went up.
"… before moving towards the port, we should talk to those two men." Mirii walked forward, passing Bars from the left and stepping on the sidewalk. "I prefer warning those two about our activity… or even learning possible procedures who weren't told during our briefing or learning which side of the port we cannot cover."
"Kh…" A sweat drop appears on Grina's right side of her head, as her face grimaces a bit. "… where did you get the habit to overthink this much?!"
"Hmpf, I would like to call said habit, a proper preparation for tackling the task." Mirii's head rose a bit, as her face frowned slightly. "If we 4 are not well-prepared, we will not be able to identify mistakes… thus we would act wrong constantly."
"Uhm…" Grina's arms folded, as her right eyebrow and mouth rose. "… and you intend to cover the ground with your mind?" Her irises went on Mirii's left hand.
"It's better to not expose our weapons in front of those civilians, so they wouldn't possibly think that we are a threat." Mirii began walking forward on the sidewalk.
"As if everyone would always think like that!" Grina bended forward a bit. "Come on, don't be afraid! It's not like they would have any prohibi"
"Girl, like… let's just go!" Bars was walking on the sidewalk, as his irises rested on his eyes' right side. "Who cares if we have our weapons or not…" He shrugged.
Hun sprinted past Grina, reaching Mirii's right side. Grina's irises rotated, as she sighed loudly. She began walking slowly…
"Excuse me?" Mirii's head rose, as her eyelids lowered to the middle and her irises were facing the two men.
"Uhm?" The right man turned his shoulders to his left, grasping his pipe with his mouth. "Yes?"
"Sir, I would like to take some of your time to learn more about Port Sorriso… we are Agents who are asked to cover the entire port in Orange ink." Mirii nodded. "Are you citizens?"
The old man's right hand took his pipe out from his mouth, waving it a bit.
"Yes, although we are usually sailing in the vast sea for the majority of our time…" His left hand went behind his back. "I'm Captain Squidon, captain of that vessel right there."
The man turned behind, as his right arm stretched towards a large ship holding red, blue, green, orange and white containers. A group of Inklings and Jellyfishes were seeing around it. Squidon returned forward, smiling a bit.
"We just arrived at Port Sorriso… me and my assistant were thinking to take a quick drink before returning near the ship and finish the job before dawn." Squidon puts his pipe on his mouth. "Now, why do you Agent want to cover our port in Orange ink?"
"That's because an important person will come in your port…" Mirii's head rose, as her eyes opened. "This person requested this port to be covered in Orange ink."
Both the sailor man and Squidon stared at each other for a moment.
"… now I see…" Squidon whispered, turning his head towards Mirii. "Then, I'm afraid that your operations will not be permitted."
"The reason?" Mirii frowned a bit, as she folded her arms.
"The mayor wouldn't approve this… so do we." Squidon frowned, as his right hand picked up his pipe. "Please leave our town or come back as simple visitors"
"Hmpf, your words are in vein." Mirii's right hand opened a small, black bag resting on her right hip with the shoulder strap hanging on her left shoulder.
Her right hand picked up a piece of paper containing words in the center and a signature on the bottom-right corner: her right hand brought the paper in front of the captain.
"This paper states"
Squidon's left hand picked up the paper: immediately Mirii's right hand grabbed the paper, pulling it.
STRAP!
"NO!" Mirii's eyes expanded, as her irises were resting on the paper's lower side.
"Hey pal, are ya messin' with my friends?" Bars walked in front of the Captain, frowning a bit.
Hun jumped in front of Mirii, frowning a lot and showing his fists.
Sweat was jumping out from the sailor man's head: he turned behind, rushing quickly.
"HEY, GET BACK HERE!" Hun sprinted.
"Hunley, don't chase him! Get back here!" Mirii's right arm went from up to down, as her eyebrows were down and her teeth were gritting a bit.
"Huh?!" Hun slides forward, gradually stopping on his feet.
He turned behind, opening his mouth.
"The citizens of Sorriso will never celebrate the arrival of that man!" Squidon gritted his teeth, frowning and staring at Bars. "How many times do you Agents will try to attack us for that?!"
"Depends from your attitude, old dude." Bars grins a bit, as his head rose slightly and his eyebrows and eyelids lowered a little. "You better give us the road or"
"Wait wait a lil' bit, Barsy!" Grina's right arm wrapped Bars' shoulders, as her shoulders and head pointed at Squidon. "How about you start tellin' us more, instead of barking? We have the power of understanding, you know…"
"You don't know anything about that person?!" The old man's right hand took off his pipe, as his right hand waved a bit up and then, pointing at Grina. "Then, what reason would you have to even accept your mission in the first place?!"
"They never told us this man's name." Mirii's head shook, as her eyes closed. "Not even the reason why said person would ever come in this town."
"That man wants to turn Sorriso into a full Turf War paradise!" Squidon's right hand grasped his pipe.
Mirii's eyes opened wide, as her mouth flattened.
"Wh-what?!" She bended forward, as sweat covered her forehead. "Who could possibly force an entire town to devote this much on Turf Wars?!"
"A man only known as Mr. Turf War." The old man's right hand waved a bit, still grasping his pipe.
"Mr. Turf War?! Like, he was an ex-S player!" Bars chuckles, as his eyes closed. "That guy is seen carrying his own special Hydra Splatling, whenever he's invited on the show!"
"Why, I know Mr. Turf War!" Grina smiles, as her eyebrows went up. "I met him when I was a little Squid: he's so funny and charismatic!" She giggles, grinning a bit and closing her eyes. "He even gave me a smaller, pinky version of his weapon as a gift: I often used that toy, pretending that it was a real Hydra Splatling and go all RATATATATA over the walls!"
"I don't believe that an icon of Turf War would ever be interested into turning peaceful plains into Turf War arenas." Mirii's head rose, as her arms folded. "I never heard such claim, nor I have ever seen it before. Do you happen to hold any proof, sir?"
"The mayor will show you the proof." Squidon turned behind. "His office is inside the building, your car is facing." He began walking forward.
"Mr. Squidon, give us that piece of paper back!" Mirii frowned, bending forward and expanding her eyes a bit.
"I'll keep it: come back to the port with the mayor's approval, if you will ever be able to convince him!" His left hand grasped the piece of paper.
"Grrr…" Mirii lifted her posture, while showing her teeth. "… hmpf!" Her head rose. "I have never seen such arrogance…"
"There is something up, that's for sure!" Grina's right forefinger tapped her forehead's right side. "Mr. Turf War would never request something… so out of him!"
"That doesn't mean we shouldn't ask the mayor about him!" Hun turned towards Grina, as he clenches his fists.
"I agree with Hunley." Mirii nodded, while smiling. "We have to meet the mayor, convincing him into giving us the permission and forcing him into revealing the truth."
The girl turned behind.
"I shouldn't forget to learn which part of the port must not be covered in ink…" She began walking forward. "I must ask the mayor to print a paper who grants us the access to cover the port… as well as making him sign said document as well."
Mirii's head rose.
"There are different things to do… I have to remember each of those as well as possible, if I want to make my plan proceed as intended."