A: Ace spent the better part of each day asleep, so he didn't much experience the warmth and healing as much as everyone else initially. His shifts were mostly set in the night, so when he finally woke up, it was just when most of the crew had come back to the ships. Stepping off of the boat, Ace yawned and walked towards the forest. There, inside, he found that warmth and healing--something that helped with the pain he had in his muscles still lingering from Corpsemaster's poison.
It was pleasant, but made him feel irritable. Whenever there was goodness and stillness and quiet, there was a schemer waiting to strike. Ace knew from his instincts and experiences that people loved to attack during calms. This island seemed like it would be no different... though, it actually would be.
B: Ace could be found wrestling a gigantic seagull to the ground from one of the mountain ranges surrounding the massive forest of Serenes. Ace latched onto its neck and pinned its wings, forcing it to spiral down into the forest. Why on Earth had he done this?
Because, he saw it holding something in its beak. He smacked the seagull and shooed it away as soon as he got a hold of a little bit of parchment and a satchel of gold that had been held there, inspecting it with a serious expression. It was some sort of...
C: SLEEP. Ace tried, on the 12th, to venture away from the ship and enjoy a nap in the forest, but he had been too tired to manage even that much. He got as far as the beach before he fell asleep right there on the spot. Do with him what you will, fate.
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It was pleasant, but made him feel irritable. Whenever there was goodness and stillness and quiet, there was a schemer waiting to strike. Ace knew from his instincts and experiences that people loved to attack during calms. This island seemed like it would be no different... though, it actually would be.
B: Ace could be found wrestling a gigantic seagull to the ground from one of the mountain ranges surrounding the massive forest of Serenes. Ace latched onto its neck and pinned its wings, forcing it to spiral down into the forest. Why on Earth had he done this?
Because, he saw it holding something in its beak. He smacked the seagull and shooed it away as soon as he got a hold of a little bit of parchment and a satchel of gold that had been held there, inspecting it with a serious expression. It was some sort of...
C: SLEEP. Ace tried, on the 12th, to venture away from the ship and enjoy a nap in the forest, but he had been too tired to manage even that much. He got as far as the beach before he fell asleep right there on the spot. Do with him what you will, fate.