[Cain]

-Axel went above deck finding his swordsmen not only singing but dancing and he just stood there for a second hoping for someone to rip his eyes and ears from his body”Hey fucker did I ask for a music number”. He went to the deck reaching for the wheel if the swordsmen got in the way he would push him out of they almost hoping he would fall into the water and be lost forever but he wrote a large check by saying he thought this boy could be greater then zoro. He steered them strait and he could barely make out the edge of what appeared to be land which made him wonder how long he had been discussing things with Mihawk. He wondered how long it would take for the old man to heal on his own as risking interaction with marines could be devastating at the moment. He called down to the swordsmen” hey your going to stay on board when we reach land, If you dare let someone harm are friend you will tied to this ship till we reach the new world because by then you’ll have been eaten by another sea king”.-

[Lord English]

Evan yanked the two to head down to the brig, tossing the one in one cell and locking it before taking the other the whole way down the hall of cells to toss him in there. He locked him in then stood between the two to wait. His nose wrinkled a bit from the smell of previous prisoners, knowing all of them had once been down here before given the opportunity to live. He gazed at the two of them back and forth with a tad bit of disgust that they would ruin their opportunity at freedom.

Above deck, everyone ran to get themselves sorted in proper places. One male approached her and said, “My name is Farquar, I am have medical training.” He looked at her arm and said, “You fucked up your arm, captain.” He said it with such a straight face and with no tone variant. The others started to get the ship going to wherever they were going to once more.

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The swordsman gave Axel a look when he stated about his singing. He let Axel have the wheel as he muttered, “No fun, but still a magnificent specimen.” He chilled out as they saw land peeking over the horizon. He didn’t know he’d been goofing off at the wheel for several hours. This was when he heard his captain’s orders to stay on board when they got there. He sighed with a sense of passion to it and said, “Yes magnificent beast. By the way, what’s your full name almighty being of the seas?” He thought he’d ask. They’ve just been going off of what they knew of each other and he wanted to know the name of this creature before him. If it had no name, he wanted to name him Fluffles so that if they heard even the mention of something soft and fluffy, they instead would imagine a great red shark the shade of blood tearing their flesh limb from limb.

[Silver]

Smiled and watched her crew get organized and stopped gripping her shoulder again about to head down then heard the man come up and speak to her. “Greetings Farquar and yes I did but it was that or go overboard.” She smiled hearing he was a medic and nodded to him. “When I am done in the brig could you take a look at it see how bad the damage is?” She asked softly though she held pride in the fact he crew was starting to come together. Her mind wandered back to the images she had seen and closed her eyes a tear pricked out of her tear duct and ran down her face before she smiled and started back down below deck. She walked to the brig and nodded to Evan. “Thank you Evan welcome to a promotion you are now first mate but do not slack on your gunner duties.” She said and looked to the two cells and sighed and whispered so only Evan would hear “I pray we do not have any statues this day.” She then turned and headed towards the man he had put in a head lock when she had come above deck and stopped at his cell and leaned against the frame on her good shoulder. “Tell me what you were doing below deck for starters and then tell me why you were trying to sneak out when I had said no one in or out tell I came back up.” Those where not questions but statements of what he would do. She really just wanted to go and rest but it seemed that she had much more to do being a captain than expected she never realized tell now what it entailed she thought he just sat in his office and barked orders. Granted he did take care of them and give them all a home. Proof pirates and marines where not so different as most had been on both sides of the fence now.

[Peridot]

Carina noticed the navigator’s stressed out screech and was about to reassure him that everything would work out fine and to even go into great lengths when the admiral spoke calmly to reassure the navigator. It was surprising and nice to see that Admiral Cancer really did trust her to use her powers responsibly. If she had been a pirate spy, this would be the opportune time to try and poison him, so it touched the young marine officer that he willingly put this much faith in her.

She felt some degree of sympathy since the pain of having a nasty open wound like that must be completely unimaginable. The Admiral might have come out better just fighting with Mako. When he asked how long her makeshift treatment would last, Carina paused for a moment to consider since she had never had to seal a wound so severe before. Usually it was for however long it took to drag the person back to the medic bay.

“To be honest, I’ve never timed this to see how long it lasts.” She gave up trying to run mental calculations in her head and just decided to give the admiral her best estimation. “As long as you don’t scrape or wash it off, it should last anywhere between four to six hours.” It might not last the entire journey to Thriller Bark, but at least it would buy the crew a little more time to get Admiral Cancer there. She sincerely hoped they wouldn’t have to do too much fighting when they arrived given both his condition and the fact that the fast pace was pushing the crew to exhaustion. The crew’s work ethic and hustle showed just how much everyone on the ship truly cared for their admiral.

“She has a grudge against you?” Carina asked trying but failing to mask her concern and misgivings. She’d rather have an alive admiral in need of prosthetics than have him killed by the owner of Thriller Bark in retaliation. Then, Captain Buggy’s comments on the activities of the Fleet Admiral came to mind, and she paused before deciding to overstep her bounds a bit and ask him a question before she hunkered down to paddle as best as she could with the rest of the crew. “What… exactly were you ordered to do?”