PIRATES vs. NAVY BATTLE LOG

[highseasmods]

December 9th finds some new arrivals to this world, the same curious phenomenon that's been occurring for the past few months.

This time, however, the Navy is prepared -- or so they think.

They've got troops stationed around the island, and ships on the water to stop any arrogant, foolhardy pirates and would-be sailors from trying to make port.

So hit them with all you've got, but they're not going down easily...

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[ex_automobiles598]

[That is one tall fish dude]

No. They basically told me the same thing.

[Minus the freak part. But they might as well have said it]

I'm sorry, but...are you a...spirit?

[om_nom_namur]

[Eight feet tall with pale blue skin and a grin to make a crocodile jealous. Bask in the glow, Asami.]

Got plenty a spirit, sheheheh. But I ain't dead or nothin'. Don't think. Least that's what the talkin' skeleton said. Yer drop dead gorgeous though, so maybe won't be long.

[Why, yes, that is the barest hint of a blush flaring up across his cheeks.]

Y' got a name, Sweetheart?

[ex_automobiles598]

[Talking...skeleton? Seeing as how Asami hasn't seen a single spirit her entire life— she knew they existed of course— she didn't really know what to make of talking to a fishman]

Oh, well. [A slight hesitant pause on her end] It's Asami. And you are?

[om_nom_namur]

Name's Namur. Commander a the Eighth Division a the Wh-

[He visibly falters as the words get caught in his mouth. Without Whitebeard, how can there be Whitebeard Pirates?]

Shit. Nevermind.

[Namur runs his hand over the back of his head.]

Look, prob'ly best tryin' t' get out a here if y' can. Y' got a crew or anythin'?

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[ex_automobiles598]

[Asami only gives a polite nod of acknowledgement to that. The commander thing piques a small interest, but now is not the the time to ask about that]

Yeah you're right, I won't doubt more of those soldiers will come. But the only problem is finding a safe place, I don't know the island well enough to make that judgement. [And herself unarmed. Crew? Well there was Team Avatar, but-] No, not here anyway. I haven't come across one person I know yet.

[om_nom_namur]

Well, y' can stick with me if y' dare.

[He grins toothily.]

Ain't smelled none a my crew yet either, but that don't mean they ain't hangin' 'round.

[ex_automobiles598]

I'll help you look if you help me look for my friends. You can call it thanks for earlier.

[She pauses]

what do they look like?

[om_nom_namur]

Uh... Regular dudes I guess. Jus' ask people if they ever heard a the Whitebeard Pirates an' if they say yes, send 'em my way. There's 'round s- [Not 1600 anymore. Lost a lot in the war. They never managed to get a good count. Hell with it, like she'd know.] ...sixteen hundred a us, so good odds we'll find someone.

How 'bout yer friends?