Board Thread:Morgan Cinder/@comment-24479578-20160828042137/@comment-24479578-20160828042218


 * HitomiHyuga Listen and read

Up with the first break of light, Morgan could already hear the crew moving down the halls or at least some of them. She’d sit up and look to the pink sky outside her window and smile softly. It seemed that this was just the start of a new life for her. Slipping from her bed, she immediately began to move after a good stretch. Pulling down the sheets on the corners then pulling up the blanket, she’d make sure that her bed was made since she had a cabin of her own instead of having to share a room with anyone else. She’d look around the area and smile to herself. It was the first time that she had a room and space that was actually hers. She didn’t think that Stratos would have an issue with her making the room more comfortable for her so long as she was tending to her duties. The first things that she would be placing in there was a small work table, a bookshelf and a chair for reading but those things would come. From beginning to end, she thought over Stratos’s words from the night before as she took out a dress from her closet and the heeled shoes to match, she’d lay it out onto her bed while she grabbed the rest of the clothing for the day. With no note being left behind for her to look at this morning, she decided that she would venture out on her own to see the ship.

Dressing herself in a blue and white dress that came down to her ankles, she smoothed it out in the mirror before placing on the gold solid belt that went with it. She was surprised with how these garments that were given to her made her look so different than what she was used to. Looking in the mirror at herself and the way that the slits came up to mid thigh on either side and how the neckline came low only to show off and accentuate her chest. With her hair placed up and soft ringlets forming, she couldn’t believe the image that was before her. She was used to the easy and casual way that she would dress with her shorts and netting shirt. Her sort of beach attire that was one of not really caring what people thought of her. Yet before her stood a true woman. Emerald hues glowed and shined as strands of gold were caught up in the sun’s like that flowed into her room. Then her eyes moved to the form of her body. All that she could see was the curves of her bustline, hips, waist then the long legs that were only shown off more with the slits of the dress. Placing a gold bracelet on each wrist and small gold earrings on, she’d look about to her room and make sure that everything was taken care of before she would walk from her room and lock the door behind her only to place the key in her bra. With the jewelry that she was given sitting on her vanity, she didn’t wish to take the chance of someone taking it.

Now would begin her little adventure. Walking down the hall, she’d look from side to side and peak into the rooms that had doors open. Seeing various rooms for bunks of the crew, she smirked some as embarrassed looks came to some of the men’s face while they tried to cover up. Instead of causing them to grow more embarrassed, she’d only wave and continue on her way to the next area. Her exploring continued as she found a training area of sorts. That could come in handy for her to strengthen up and keep herself active.

 But her adventuring was quickly ended when she took a deep breath and smiled. Following the scent in the halls to the galley, she quickly made herself a cup of coffee and once more walked from the halls out onto the deck. She ignored the looks that she was given as she walked to the bow of the ship and sat slightly against the side of the railing. Her eyes simply taking in the vast ocean with a simple enjoyment of it. She’d sip from her coffee and just enjoy the early morning light as it reflected off the light waves that capped white to either side of the ship. She had no idea where they were going but smiled to herself. With this would come an adventure for her and perhaps she would find a purpose for herself. Once more her thoughts led back to the words that Stratos said the night before. He was right and she knew it. Though she would have to see where the ship would take her and where these days with Stratos and the others would lead her. 18:22, June 11, 2016
 * LodestarComics Lonpo had waken up and could smell the scent of the ocean from his open window. He had already imagined what his day would look like. Just brooming the poop deck and cleaning the ship's toilet. He was tired, but he enjoyed waking up early to get the day over with much faster. He stood up out of his bed and looked for his clothes. Once he found them, he would slowly get dressed and head to the kitchen. Lonpo wore a white shirt with a blue Neckerchief and navy blue pants. He also wore a white cap with the word Marine on the front.  He headed to the bathroom and brushed his teeth to keep up with his personal Hygiene, He gargled water than spit it out into the sink. He looked into the mirror to make sure his teeth was pearly white.

Lonpo had eventually made his way to the kitchen and started to prepare breakfast for the crew. He decided to make a eggs, pancakes and bacon for the crew. It would take a bit of time to make, but he was on the patient side of things. The day was looking pretty up for him and he decided to take advantage. "Carpe Diem" he said to himself. Which was latin for seize the day. Once he was finished making multiple stacks of pancakes. He placed three on each plate and scrambled eggs and bacon on the side. He was very proud of himself for making a tasty breakfast. He had made sure that his crew members ate before him. The smell of the food would go all around the ship, which made the crew know that breakfast was ready. "Damn, Lonpo's back at it again." One of the Marine called. "Boy am I hungry." Another marine called out. Lonpo laughed and looked up towards the sky. Inhaling the fresh air and getting ready to set sail on another adventure. 22:02, June 11, 2016
 * Keruberosu 
 * S|-It was a new day and with a new day was new opportunity and Stratos already had a plan in mind to seize and overtake an opportunity today. Visting the Arrista family on their island in East Blue. He had some plans in mind for what he wanted to do already and it wasn’t going to be pretty in any sense of the word. Stratos knew they were hiding something and the discovery of their pirate son not only to figure out he is dead as well means they must’ve been supporting on him on the seas somehow and the only way you can do that without being tied to the government is doing it below the surface if you catch my drift.

It was a normal day for Stratos he was up by 6 am, completely dressed in his formal admiral attire consisting of a black suit from head to toe with a layered blazer with 3 buttons. Admiral Justice Coat flowing behind him and his custom steel toed and heeled boots. Taking along with him 2 sea stone tonfa’s that reside behind him on his waistline. A necklace with a oval piece near the end that looks like it could be opened. A single tear gas grenade then on his left side two 6 shot pistols with two clips of ammo on backup. Though before he proceeded anything else he sent a transmission message via Den Den Mushi to the Arrista household to let them know he was coming on World Government orders just to have a conversation. He asked for not a reply back only just to prepare for his arrival.

Sitting in his chair he would begin to write up the report as for what was going to happen. Titling it “Accident at the Arrista manor, gunpowder explosion gone wrong. “ Leaving it unfinished because he would need to fill it out later. On his desk sat the Den Den Mushi that broadcasted to the entire ship so taking it and opening it up he spoke and it echoed throughout the ship. “Attention all we’re currently in the East Blue and heading to an island which we will reach in T-minus 30 minutes. Prepare all docking procedures now. Also Cinder and Mcclovin report to my office ASAP. Stratos out.” Placing down the Den Den Mushi the intercom stopped itself and now he simply awaited their arrival. These two would prove most useful in this endeavor but he just needed now to decide how he’d play them as a card to secure his victory cleanly.- |S| 00:57, June 12, 2016
 * HitomiHyuga She listened to the ship wake up and become more and more active with the more time that she spent in the very front of the ship. She over heard the whispers and felt the eyes of the crew as they went about their morning routines. Not being a member of the crew, it was a bit awkward for her to be standing on the deck of a marine ship but she was employed by the man that ran it so in a round about way, so long as he was on this ship, that was where she was. Bringing her cup once more her her lips, she closed her eyes as she heard Stratos's voice booming over the intercom system. Smirking to herself, she couldn't stop herself from softly chuckling. "There you are." Her words soft and meant for herself. Then hearing her name, she turned her head towards his office. "Here we go." Taking one more sip of her coffee, she'd hand it to one of the Marines that was passing by asking if he would be a darling and return it to the galley for her with a soft smile and a slight playful wink. If she thought she had killed the guy, it would have been at that moment. With a shrug, she walked to Stratos's office as more Marines bustled around the area in preperation for their docking. Rapping on the door, she'd wait for him to allow her in and close the door behind her.

She looked to him with a soft smile. "Good Morning, Stratos. You called?" Her voice calm and almost musical though it was a direct order for her to show up in his office. 01:20, June 12, 2016
 * RandAltork <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top:0px!important;">The Arrista Household was bustling like always, servants went about their duties cleaning the house and setting the table while the chefs cooked their exquisite cuisine. It was morning, far too early to be receiving a Call. Samuel Arrista, the head of the family and a Captain in the marines. To some he was also known by the underworld name Gulliver; A notorious Arms Dealer who deals to all sides. Samuel was, admittedly, rather surprised to hear that Stratos was arriving, only bad things came from Vice Admirals. After collecting his thoughts he began to issue orders to the Island’s private military, with the life Samuel lived he was a very cautious man, he took very little chances regardless of who was visiting. He had a family to take care of after all. He looked at a clock in his office, he had a bit of time to make a few calls and finalize some business deals.

<p class="MsoNormal">The rest of his family had begun to make their way into the large dining hall for breakfast, due to the timing, Stratos would be arriving mid meal. First was Samuel’s wife; Gweneth Arrista, a true beauty, something that was quite rare amongst pompous nobles. With her was her 21 year old daughter Olivia Arrista, as beautiful if not more so than her mother and the fraternal twin of the pirate Locke Arrista. Lastly, was the youngest son Henry Arrista, who also happened to be the new Heir to the family estate, unless of course Olivia got married sometime soon. They all sat themselves at the massive table, talking about small talk and waiting for Samuel to join them.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0px!important;">Meanwhile, down at the docks. A man or short stature dressed in a clean cut suit that might have been a bit tight in some areas, waited quietly with a group of four guards all armed with rather expensive rifles and all wearing the same black and brown outfit with a bright red A emblazoned on the right side of their chests. This was the greeting party; when Stratos and crew finally docked they would be greeted by the man named Gunther, he would greet them politely before motioning for them to follow where he would proceed to lead them through the estate and into the Dining Hall of the overly large manor. To those who paid attention there was a large number of guards positioned all around with a large variety of weaponry, odd for such a force to be needed in East Blue. Some spoke on Den Den Mushis and others simple stood around chatting and just going about their business. Edited by RandAltork 01:29, June 12, 2016
 * LodestarComics <p style="margin-top:0px!important;">Lonpo slowly continued to eat his breakfast while he smiled looking out at the open sea. He enjoyed the taste of pancakes and scrambled eggs. He didn't eat bacon since he wasn't a big fan. While chewing on his food, some of the other marines would talk to him and chat about their life before they joined the marines. Lonpo enjoyed listening to others life story and always believed the best stories in life were the ones that were true. "Lonpo you really outdid yourself here." One marine said. "This food is especially delicious." Lonpo lifted his cap slightly and scratched his head. "Thank you, I worked hard on the food." The other marines laughed. "Your cooking skills are really something worth noting." Another Marine said. "The last chef we had sucked at making good food." They all laughed together and continued to eat their food . Lonpo enjoyed his life in the Marines and felt that it was where he truly belonged. He finished his plate and put it in the sink, telling another marine member to wash all the dirty plates. Afterwards Lonpo headed outside to go and enjoy the fresh air.

<p style="margin-bottom:0px!important;">While taking a deep breath, there would be and announcement broadcasted throughout the whole ship. The marines were to prepare the docking procedures, which they didn't hesitate to instantly. Some of the Marines were still eating breakfast and were disappointed to have to leave their food behind. They were currently in the East Blue and were heading to some Island. Lonpo was called to Stratos's office along with the new woman who had joined the Marines  "I wonder what we'll be doing?" Lonpo thought as he walked towards Stratos's office. He stretched while moving past the rushing Marines. He was still wondering on what they were going to be doing on some Island, but he knew he would be told soon enough. "This must be important if Stratos-sama is calling me to his office." Once he arrived to the door, he knocked on it until he was allowed inside. Once he was inside he would say Hello to Stratos and Cinder getting ready to listen to whatever Stratos had to say. 02:00, June 12, 2016 Listen & Read
 * Keruberosu <p style="margin-top:0px!important;">


 * S|-Hearing the knocks of his door he would yell out to them. “Come on in!” When he said so both Morgan and Lonpo together would arrive he began to speak after Morgan would speak. “I did and yes we have a mission to do. Well more so I do and you both are going to help me do it. I know you’ve dabbled in doctor like practices so I want you and Lonpo to go to the medical corp. and get me a needle filled with a fast acting poison with a timer around 10 minutes before a person could die without help. Also get me another needle with some water with a random coloring in it. After doing so head towards the armory Lonpo grab a single 6 shot pistol with 3 clips on reserve and hide it inside somewhere eon your body where it is concealed but easy to access. While you’re there give Morgan a knife that she can strap to her thigh and reach easily. Once you’ve both done that me meet at the middle mast of the ship I’ll be sitting there and waiting and from there I will guide you further.”

<p class="MsoNormal">Stratos when it came to things like missions or his motives he was quick to the point and expected fluid execution he acted so much more viper like almost looking as if he was ready to strike and his shoulder completely squared and his eyes not focusing on just one person or thing. Stratos was prepared for the Arrista’s to have a guard around the manor and men with weapons and if there is one thing weapons being pointed his direction or being used as insurance against him could easily make him flip a switch but for now he was just being proactive not reactive. “Dismissed you two, you have your orders.” Grabbing his necklace quickly and planting a kiss on it.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0px!important;">Once they left he would leave his room and lock it as he left and headed towards the main mast of the ship passing a bunch of rushing marines and only smirking as he whispered to himself. “They won’t even know what’ll hit them.” - |S| 02:19, June 12, 2016
 * RandAltork <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top:0px!important;">Time was ticking. Samuel strode over to a table in his office, upon it sat a single Den Den Mushi, set aside from the many others on his main desk. He picked it up and after three sets of rings someone picked up. “Gulliver here. Perhaps I’m paranoid, you know how I am” the voice on the other end exchanged a few words “The navy arrived with short notice this morning, I wouldn’t be surprised if they found out about my dealings … Mhmm. Transfer as much as you need than wipe the traces. Ciao” He hung up and threw the Den Den Mushi into the fireplace across the room before heading out.

<p class="MsoNormal">Samuel strode down the halls towards the Dining Room, joining his family just as the food was being served. He sat at the farthest end, facing the door that Stratos would be escorted through. He exchanged words with his family, small conversation ranging from business to the fate of their ‘disowned’ son. The room now had a few guards standing around, nothing out of the ordinary for a noble household really. “Expecting guests dear? You look a little serious this morning.” Gweneth’s voice carried through the room. Samuel sighed and gave a nonchalant shrug “That Vice Admiral Stratos has decided to visit” There was silence … “Will he be joining us for breakfast?” It was Olivia this time. Once again Samuel shrugged “Doubtful … He’s a busy man, no doubt he ate before arriving” he stated as he began to stack his plate.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0px!important;">Outside, Gunther waited anxiously; he was a quirky man, constantly fiddling with the curling moustache that was far too large for his head as he waited. “Goh, I do wonder what the navy is here for, The Master does try to keep work separate from home” The guards just grunted and waited. “Not a very talkative lot are you? Oh well” By the time Stratos emerged on deck he would see the shorter man waving with a rather energetic welcome. The Guards were clearly not in an aggressive stance, simply at attention much similar to the marines themselves when on duty. The dockworkers were also waiting for the marines to pull in; ready to help them dock the ship effectively. Edited by RandAltork 03:00, June 12, 2016
 * HitomiHyuga <p dir="ltr" style="margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;line-height:1.38;"><span style="font-weight:400;font-size:14.6667px;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(0,0,0);white-space:pre-wrap;">With an arm wrapped about her chest just under her bust, she’d look to Stratos with her other hand touching against the side of her face with her index finger lining her cheek while he spoke. Her attention fully on him while he gave them both the instructions of what they were to be doing. Hearing the game plan thus far, a smile crossed her lips. *Well… well. Seems we are going to be having a bit of fun.* Her thoughts chiming through her mind as almost a cheshire cat grin formed in her mind. When he dismissed them, she smiled and gave a nod of her head towards him before leaving with Lonpo.

<p dir="ltr" style="margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;line-height:1.38;"><span style="font-weight:400;font-size:14.6667px;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(0,0,0);white-space:pre-wrap;">Not knowing where the med ward was, she’d have to rely on Lonpo to bring her there. However once there, she’d begin her work straight away. It was easy to make a colored water syringe. She’d dye it a normal color for most things which would be the very lightest of blue. That seemed to be the color that most antibiotics and such were. Bringing up the needle, her eyes were focused on it as she lightly flicked the side of the syringe to cause all bubbles to float to the surface while she lightly applied pressure to the plunger until just a trace amount of liquid came from the end in the form of a bead. Wiping it off, she’d cap it and place it to the side. One ready. One to go.

<p dir="ltr" style="margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;line-height:1.38;"><span style="font-weight:400;font-size:14.6667px;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(0,0,0);white-space:pre-wrap;">Her eyes went searching through the cabinets now of the medical station of the ship. Her eyes grew wide as she saw the assortment of herbs that were in the cabinets. Some of them part of the most deadly plants on the face of the planet. “What sort of jobs do you do, Stratos?” She only smirked and shook her head. With things like this being found on the ship, he was going to become one of her favorite people very quickly. A criminal masked under the guise of Vice Admiral of the Marines. With things like this, she was beginning to enjoy her decision even more. But things were about to get serious as she looked to Longo with all seriousness on her face. “Under no circumstances will you touch anything that I am going to be placing out and working with. Unless you wish for a very untimely death.” It was his only warning because she had to pay attention to what she was doing. If she even got the concoction on her skin, she would be just as much in danger as anyone else.

<p dir="ltr" style="margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;line-height:1.38;"><span style="font-weight:400;font-size:14.6667px;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(0,0,0);white-space:pre-wrap;">Placing gloves on and gathering a marble mortar and pestle, she inspected the tools to make sure that there were no cracks in either piece. She’d gather some water and the syringe before even removing the seed from the cabinet. Once she touched that container, it was go time. Anything she touched with her hands afterwards would have to be thrown out or else she would spread the toxin. She’d get a second pair of gloves ready for her to put on just before drawing the toxin into the syringe. Taking a container that held Rosary Peas in it from the cabinet, she took only one from the container and placed it in the bottom of the mortar. Capping it, she placed it back and begin to crush up the seed letting the oils and pulp be exposed. Her focus had to be on what she was doing. The poison that was found in this seed was Abrin and it could take as little as 3 micrograms of the toxin to bring death to a full grown man and she was using the full seed.

<p dir="ltr" style="margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;line-height:1.38;"><span style="font-weight:400;font-size:14.6667px;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(0,0,0);white-space:pre-wrap;">Morgan worked carefully but efficiently and when the seed was ground as fine as possible, she added a bit of water to make it thin out while well mixing the pulp into the water. When she was finished, she took the pestle and threw it out as well as the gloves she had on. Then dawning the new ones, she’d take the syringe and draw up the deadly liquid. Carefully, she’d flick the side of the needle to release the bubbles and like before, she’d press in the plunger until a slight bead formed at the tip. Wiping it clean, she capped it and got rid of the mortar as well as the gloves. She’d tie up the garbage bag and place it in a new one. At least she didn’t have to worry about anyone accidently getting poisoned.

<p style="margin-bottom:0px!important;"> <span style="font-weight:400;font-size:14.6667px;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(0,0,0);white-space:pre-wrap;">Morgan looked about the area and gave a nod. Her mess cleaned and nothing left behind, she grabbed the two syringes and looked to Longo with a nod. She’d once more have to follow him to the armory where she would take the blade that he would give her. Walking over to the closest bench, she’d place her foot on it causing her leg to come through the slit of her dress. But this was no time to be modest. She’d hike her dress up as far as it would go causing the whole of her hip and thigh to be exposed as she strapped the blade to her inner thigh. The blade so close to the juncture of her legs that no guard would dare to check there for a weapon on a lady. Once finished, she’d look to Longo and wait for him while she held the syringes. From the way she walked, it didn’t even look like there was anything hidden between the legs of the woman. Which was perfect for her. Then she’d follow him back out to where Stratos told them to meet him and awaited further instruction. 03:21, June 12, 2016
 * LodestarComics <p style="margin-top:0px!important;">Lonpo had arrived into the office and just looked around the room before Stratos started to talk. Stratos told them about a mission they had to participate in, which Lonpo wasn't too interested in, but he just shook his head in acceptance and just continued to listen.  Once Stratos finished talking, Lonpo took Morgan and showed her to the med ward, once he had shown her everything, she quickly went into action with her work and Lonpo decided not to bother her. She worked pretty quick which was impressive to him. "So Stratos had a reason to recruit this girl." He thought while rubbing his chin. "This should be interesting."  Lonpo knew nothing about what she was doing and just sighed as she continued to work. She already had one needle prepared in a short amount of time. Lonpo decided to look around the med cabinets to see what was all in there.

While looking around he would look at Morgan, who had a strong sense of seriousness in her face. "What's that look for?" He thought. She told him "Under no circumstances will you touch anything that I am going to be placing out and working with. Unless you wish for a very untimely death." He shoved his index finger in his nose and flicked the boogie to a wall. "Let me tell you something." Lonpo said. "Under no circumstances should you threaten me while on this ship. Unless you wish for an untimely death." Lonpo barely knew her, but he couldn't trust her so easy. He stared at her and slowly walked away from her with his arms crossed. She possibly had a reason why she had said that to him, but he wasn't a person who took well on people threatning him."

<p style="margin-bottom:0px!important;"> Once she was done preparing the needles, she was ready to follow him to the armory. He walked there slowly with his hands in his pockets looking around. Once they arrived at the armory, he looked around quickly for a knife to give her. When he had found it he handed it to her and quickly picked up the six shot pistol and the three clips that he was ordered to get. Before trying to conceal the knife, he aimed it towards Morgan when she wasn't looking, at the back of her head for a couple seconds. He quickly put the six shot pistol in the front of his pants and put his shirt over it to cover it. Morgan would be looking at him, then they would head back to Stratos waiting for the next bit of instruction- Edited by Keruberosu 05:19, June 12, 2016 Listen & Read
 * Keruberosu <p style="margin-top:0px!important;">


 * S|- During the time it took for Morgan and Lonpo to prepare themselves the ship was just off a tiny bit from the island. Once they finally arrived by Stratos the ship was already beginning the docking procedure onto the port  which in reality it was more of a showing attachment to the port but the real thing holding the ship down was the anchor dropped from the back end which wasn’t viewable from anyone from the island. So in case they needed to make a quick escape which was highly unlikely they could and tear their port right along with them.

<p class="MsoNormal">Looking at the two he would reach out his massive right hand. “Both syringes now.” When he was given them he’d place one on each inside pocket of his admiral coat. After finishing doing so he would reach for his Den Den Mushi in his left pocket and turn away from them and begin to speak into it just softly enough that they could only hear if they really tried to. “Begin the jamming process I want no Den Den Mushi making calls off this island nor receiving any as well. Make sure to have men at the ready on the cannons and men with telescopes keeping an eye on an soul that even thinks about leaving the island.” “Understood” was all he got in response from the other person on the line. Now turning back to Morgan and Lonpo he spoke quickly. “Lonpo you are to split off on your own once we leave the ship and find a way into the house and find their operating room. Kill if you have to but make sure to be silent. Also take this. “ He handed him a small Den Den Mushi. “If anything happens ring me, and make sure to report everyone 10 minutes.” Turning his head to Morgan. “As for you, you’re going to be my peace offering to these people as a way to calm them down. So just look pretty and be your usual bubbly self. Don’t forget your tasks and god speed.”

<p class="MsoNormal">Stratos would begin to walk off the boat and down to the port the hustling and bustling of the men from G-3 would give Lonpo an ample distraction to find a hiding place and begin. As for Stratos and Morgan he went to meet directly with the man standing with a group of rifleman. Looking down at him as the overcast of light made Stratos’s shadow cast a figure over the random man. “So I don’t have much time to waste nor do I want to stand here in the beating sun and sweat. So I’m pretty sure you and those rifles are going to escort me corre—What the hell is that?” Stratos would look towards the water on the right of the men and using that distraction which he hoped to make and either way if he didn’t he would still go for it. Using Soru to enhance his speed he grabbed the poison syringe made by Morgan and promptly injected a small amount into his neck and swiftly pulled it back out and hid the remaining inside his navy jacket again. To the man it’d feel like a mosquito bite and he may even be tempted to smack his neck to the sensation but to the untrained eye Stratos didn’t even move.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0px!important;">After a allotted amount of time the poison would begin to work but it wouldn’t begin to affect him negatively just yet. Either way he struck what he needed to for now. “Sorry been on the Grand line for too long getting random flashes of Sea kings.” Boasting a warm smile with a hardy laugh. “So you’ll be taking us to meet with the Captain yes?” If and when he did he’d follow in suit. It was only a matter of time.- |S| Edited by Keruberosu 05:44, June 12, 2016
 * HitomiHyuga <p dir="ltr" style="margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;line-height:1.38;"><span style="font-weight:400;font-size:14.6667px;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(0,0,0);white-space:pre-wrap;">After handing Stratos the two syringes, she’d listen to him for what was her role in this little game. Play the pretty little girl so smile and play nice. That was original but this was what he had ordered her to do. Taking her hair down, she’d run her fingers through it so that fell over her shoulders in ringlets and caused her hair to shine like spun gold. She’d then cause her neckline to fall just a bit further down while adjusting her breasts to only give off the appearance of more cleavage.

<p dir="ltr" style="margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;line-height:1.38;"><span style="font-weight:400;font-size:14.6667px;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(0,0,0);white-space:pre-wrap;">With nothing more to do, she’d wait until Stratos moved and walk only a few steps behind him and just off to the side. She’d look to those that were around with almost a shy sort of attitude that caused her eyes to flash from the people she was looking towards to the ground with a bright but shy smile as well. Though she played the shy yet happy girl well, her eyes would take note to the way the one man just suddenly would act as if he had been bitten by a mosquito. She knew exactly what happened yet still played her part. She’d giggle softly hearing Stratos and look to some of the men with a bat of her eyes while the overall look of her eyes gleamed like polished Emeralds. When Stratos would move onward, as would she making sure that she stayed a few steps behind him and just off to the side. 06:05, June 12, 2016
 * RandAltork <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top:0px!important;">The dockworkers helped with the procedure and once all was well and good they would simply mill around the docks, chatting and laughing, nothing out of the ordinary. Gunther smiled and wringed his hands as Stratos approached. “Ah, Yes yes Vi~” He spun around looking in the direction Stratos had pointed, the soldiers also turned their heads, all but one who was still watching them. Due to the Soru and being sluggish from an early morning he didn’t actually see anything, it would have looked like a blur to him. He frowned and rubbed his eyes, blinking a few times. Gunther made a sound of surprise and was rubbing his neck as he turned back around “Gah, blastard mosquitos, I really do hate the East Blue this time of year. Now, what was I saying?” He pondered for a moment before nodding “Ahh yes, Vice Admiral Stratos, Welcome to the Arrista Estate, If you would follow me please? Master Samuel and his family are currently having breakfast, He’s expecting you so you won’t be a bother” With that he turned around and began to lead, the soldiers took up formation with two behind the group and two infront. “I do hope you’ll excuse the guards, Master Samuel has been rather paranoid lately, what with that disappointment of a son Locke setting out to be a pirate, ahh such a shame that, he was going to be such a fine noble, but look at him now, tattoos, piercings. I hope he drowns” Gunther rambled a little as they walked; simple gossip about the current happenings amongst Nobles.

<p class="MsoNormal">It was a good minute before they actually entered the massive manor, the armed guards inside were numerous, with at least two guards every 20 meters as far as the eye could see and numerous doors with who knows what on the other side. The walked further down the hall before Gunther stopped at a rather large set of doors, this was definitely a noble’s house. He coughed and pushed open the doors “Master Samuel will see you now, a pleasure meeting you Vice Admiral”. The guards would follow Stratos and crew into the room taking up positions by the door.

<p class="MsoNormal">The first thing they would notice was the massive table filled with food, at the far end sat Samuel, to his right was his wife and son and to his left was his daughter. The table itself was a good 10 or so meters long with a chair at the end facing Samuel and a few other chairs for anyone else. Samuel, his son and his daughter had the same striking red hair as Locke, though Samuel’s had noticeable grey hairs streaking through it. He stood up, a tall man easily 6 foot or more and he wore the stereotypical justice coat over his shoulders. “Vice Admiral Stratos, Nice to see you, it’s been a while. Please” he motioned to the chairs at their end. Surprisingly their voices carried well in this room. “Take a seat, help yourself to any food or drink if you would like” he coughed and pointed to his family “This is my wife, Gweneth, our son Henry and our daughter Olivia” The waved their hellos with Olivia seeming a little bashful. “Now, I was quite surprised to hear from you this morning, What brings you here?”

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0px!important;">For Lonpo, the room he was looking for was Samuel’s Office located deep within the main house, even without guests arriving that area of the house was always heavily guarded, for it was where most of the family business was operated from. The earlier jamming would prove useful for him now as the guards wouldn’t be able to call for support, well … at least not without firing a few rounds. To get there he’d need a way in side, from the docks it was a good 500 meters before the closest wall of the three story manor, once he’d reach the wall he would be able to choose from numerous windows littering the building, all he would have to do would be find an unlocked one and crawl through. He could also attempt to slip through one of the servant doors and maybe tax a disguise in the process. The other thing he would have to worry about is that the guards were packing much more heat than he was. Stealth was of the essence here and he probably didn’t have all the time in the world. 06:16, June 12, 2016
 * LodestarComics <p style="margin-top:0px!important;">-While Lonpo was finishing up his last bits of preparation, He had felt the ship moving a bit slower, soon going to stop. "I guess we're almost here." He thought while making sure the gun was concealed.  He looked around outside and saw an Island nearby and sighed.  He would be near Stratos, in case he needed him for something. Lonpo looked around the island as the Marines on the ships moved around rapidly, doing the duties that they were assigned. He had asked for the two syringes, and Morgan handed them to him quickly.   Stratos quickly gave Lonpo his assignment. He was to split off on his own once they left the ship and were to head off to find a way into the house and to find the location of thier operating room. He shook his head in agreement while he crossed his arms. A marine ran past him with a broom in his hand, which Lonpo quickly took. "I'll be needing this pal."

He took the Den Den Mushi that Stratos had given him and placed it in his shirt pocket. He stood there with the broom at hand and a look of determination on his face. He was ready to complete the assignment that was assigned to him. With his broom at hand, he waited until the men from from G-3 gave Lonpo enough time to find a hiding place to hide. Once he was able to keep himself covered. He kept himself hidden and slowly started to move towards the house. Since he was to look for the operating room, he need to move quickly towards her and kept an eye out for anyone who could blow his cover. Once he had gotten close to his location, wiped the sweat off of his face and proceeded to close in on the house. He didn't think of his how he would be able to get into the house, but kept a lookout. He noticed a window open and smiled. "That's the way I'll be getting in.

<p style="margin-bottom:0px!important;"> He quickly sprinted towards the house and pressed his back against the wall, looking around to make sure no one spotted him. He was still a few feet away from the open window and slowly crawled towards it. While crawling on the grass, it would start to stain his pants. He slid his broom into the window and then crawled up into the empty room. "What luck." He thought dusting his clothes off. He seemed to be in the Kitchen and  found the chef cooking up some food and took the opportunity to knock him out with a powerful smack of the broom. "Let's see what I can do here." He thought while taking off his hat. An Idea came to him while he rubbed his head. "He immediately stripped the Chef of his clothes and swapped it with his clothes. "I can go around as the chef." He thought.  He took the Den Den Mushi out of his marine shirt and placed it under the chef hat. He hid his gun in the same place, he did with his Marine clothes. He had now blended in to the house. Now He needed to find out the location for operating room.- Edited by LodestarComics 22:53, June 12, 2016
 * Keruberosu <p style="margin-top:0px!important;">
 * S| -Nodding to the man’s statement he would begin to follow him and keep a mental tab on the amount of armed men that were not only guarding the outside of the manor but once they entered within the house he activated his observation Haki to its fullest extent able to see and feel every bodily presence in the entire manor all the way to his ship. He did this to keep tabs on Lonpo and also count the number of men in the house that are armed and how they are moving.  Listening to Gunther ramble about locke and how he hopes he drowns. If Stratos hated anything in this world it was prudes a snobs like the nobles. Yes maybe Locke wasn’t the smartest, the most handsome or strongest but at the end of the day he is a free man unrestricted by societal systems and he can live his life as he pleases much like Stratos. But this wasn’t the time to bring the kid up he had more things on the move.

Listen & Read

<p class="MsoNormal">Upon entering into the dining room he looked towards the east and saw Lonpo already striking making a slight smirk before arriving in front of the Arrista family. Taking a small bow out of respect he watched the soldiers take up arms against the door as it closed behind him and now technically he was completely surrounded but it didn’t bother him in the slightest. Walking forward a bit the sound of his distinct steel toed dress shoes filling the quiet room as he sat down at the other end of the table looking directly forward he would eye Samuel and to his respective left and right was the wife and kids.

<p class="MsoNormal">He ignored the welcome and kept his eyes on the wife Gweneth in particular sometimes his eyes shifting over to the daughter that seemed to want to hide herself. As the silence carried throughout the room for a good 10 minutes he finally spoke. “Morgan to my side know. Reaching into his pocket he pulled out the syringe and had his palm facing towards himself so the others couldn’t see it. Once Morgan did come over to him he would place the Syringe into her hand by closing both their palms onto one another. “A gift for you and your family. One of the finest slaves I’ve ever captured. Enjoy her, she is Morgan Cinder the daughter of the leader of the Infamous Cinder Pirates. Go over and bow to his feet and you know what to do from there.”

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0px!important;">He would watch Morgan begin to walk over to Samuel and then he began to speak. “Well normally I’m a polite and well mannered person as you know. But the overly tight security, guardsman/rifleman constantly been eyeing me and even in this room I’m technically surrounded. It looks bad Samuel reaaalll bad.” Standing up he would take the chair he was sitting at previously by the back and smash it into the floor. Afterwards looking to the family. “Samuel we bleed the same blood, guns hurt we both know this. But you know what hurts more? Not being trusted the feeling I get from being in this room is the same Locke felt before I wiped his soul off this plain of existence. Disgust. My disposition is waning so I strongly advise you to change it up. N.O.W.” Stratos’s left eye began to twitch and a silver like energy was emanating off his body as his face twisted into a more serious and dark stature. -|S| 23:24, June 12, 2016
 * HitomiHyuga <p dir="ltr" style="margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;line-height:1.38;"><span style="font-weight:400;font-size:14.6667px;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(0,0,0);white-space:pre-wrap;">Morgan had silently and obediently walked with Stratos as one of servitude while they moved into the room and even when he sat down, she’d stand behind him and within the peripheral sight of the man. Her face was one that remained soft and cheerful while Stratos was listening to the introductions.Or she thought he was.

<p dir="ltr" style="margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;line-height:1.38;"><span style="font-weight:400;font-size:14.6667px;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(0,0,0);white-space:pre-wrap;">Hearing her name and the instruction, Morgan stepped to Stratos’s side and looked up to him with a smile as it would look like she was reaching for his hand while standing beside him being the ‘Good girl’ for anyone of a higher ranking then she. One thing she knew was that a good servant was a silent but appealing one to the eye. She’d look from Stratos to the Arrista male while she palmed the syringe containing the poison. Once her introduction was given and she was given her orders, she’d waste no time and walk over to Samuel with an alluring sway to her hips. It would more than likely be enough to make the woman that was his wife uncomfortable with her presence there.

<p style="margin-bottom:0px!important;"> <span style="font-weight:400;font-size:14.6667px;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(0,0,0);white-space:pre-wrap;">Once next to Samuel, Morgan smiled sweetly and kneeled. Bowing deeply with her hands sliding near the man’s feet, she’d just about place her forehead to the floor while she waited for just the right moment. Her timing had been perfect with her forehead touching the floor when Stratos spoke about it looking ‘really bad.’ Then the man gave her what she was waiting for. The distraction for her to make her move. While the eyes of everyone in the room moved to Stratos as he broke the chair, Morgan remained on the floor with only her head and hands moving slightly. So calm was her deposition that her movements were more smooth than any that could be seen. Samuel wouldn’t even feel the tip of the needle as she would place it against his skin and press it into the vein just above his ankle. Within the mind of the young woman, a mental clock would begin. *T-minus 10 minutes and counting…* The fate of this man had been put into motion as she once more palmed the syringe and awaited to be given further instructions by either her ‘New Master’ or Stratos. 00:13, June 13, 2016
 * RandAltork <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top:0px!important;">Samuel remained standing for the duration of the ten minutes, he could play the silent game just as well, and the rest of his family kept eating. His piercing green eyes scanning Stratos and the woman beside him. And then Stratos spoke, addressing the woman as a slave and practically giving her to the family. An outright insult to Samuel. He frowned and held up his hand before the girl could get within five meters of him. He stared at Stratos and spoke “You believe that because I’m a noble I’m as sick and twisted as the rest of them? That I’d degrade the lives of others so I can feel better about myself” he looked to the woman Morgan “You … Since our mutual friend Stratos has given you too me of his own free will, by … noble law I can do what I please. You are relieved of service, enjoy your freedom, do with it what you may” He turned back to stratos “There is a strong difference between servants and slaves” he sighed and took a seat, his comment about armed guards made him chuckle though the comment about Locke did cause a twitch in the corner of his lip, infact his whole family reacted in some way, Henry for example showed confusion for a brief moment, Gweneth scratched the bridge of her nose and Olivia let out a soft chuckle followed by an ever so slight shake of the head “Come Vice Admiral, it’s no different to you having your marines on duty when you receive guests, I am a noble after all, this is customary. Plus we both know why you are here” He sighed and folded his hands together as he leaned forward “So, let me just ask one question, I’m entitled to that, this is my home after all. What do you know?” Morgan had been stopped five meters from Samuel, she could continue the current course of action and risk jeopardizing the discreetness of the mission or think for herself.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0px!important;">Meanwhile, in the Kitchens; Lonpo had successfully made it into the Kitchen and subdued the chef, even going so far as to steal his outfit. The issue was however, that there was only three exits to the kitchen: The window, a fire escape that would lead into a tunnel and directly back outside or the main door. Outside the Kitchen door stood a guard, a single guard with a long rifle. He could probably sweet talk the guard, he was in outfit after all, or he could just sweep the floor with him. He would then have a choice of left or right, left lead back towards the dining hall and right led deeper into the house, there would be no other guards in view at this stage giving Lonpo a clean break to make some progress. Edited by RandAltork 01:01, June 13, 2016
 * LodestarComics <p style="margin-top:0px!important;">Lonpo was in the kitchen with the chef outfit on, but he still needed to find away to the operation room. His mind was boggled as he looked at the unconscious chef. A sick twisted idea came to mind, but he only had one choice if he wanted to get in the operation room. "I'll need to get surgery." He said to himself. He looked around the kitchen and found multiple knives, but he was looking for a specific knife. "Where is that butcher's knife." He said while looking around the kitchen. Once he found the butchers knife, he walked towards the unconscious chef and use the butcher's knife to hit the chef's Jugular vein. Waiting for the chef to completely bleed out, Lonpo used that moment to chop off the chef's right arm, and quickly sliced off the right sleeve of the jacket he stole from the chef and started to rub blood around the cut sleeve.  With that being done, part one of his plan was complete. He would place the body of the dead chef into the refrigerator and cleaned up the blood trail on the floor. He continued to part two of his plan and just hid his right arm in the chef's coat with the butcher's knife in hand. The left arm would be carrying the disassembled chef's right arm in his left hand and walked outside of the kitchen.

<p style="margin-bottom:0px!important;"> While walking out of the kitchen, Lonpo put on a hell of a performance. Making it believable that he lost his arm. He was sweating profusely (because of trying not to get caught.) and he was wreathing in pain. The guard looked at him and quickly aided to him up. "I need to goto the operating room." He said while crying. "I'm losing so much blood and getting woozy over here." He said while falling over. The guard helped him up and took him all the way to the operation room. Lonpo had a short amount of time to think of a plan this severe. He didn't want to end up running around the whole estate looking for the operation room. This plan was more drastic and over the top, but he did what he needed. He continued to fake the pain, with heavy breathing and crying. "Try to not think about it too much." The guard said as they slowly made their way to the hallways leading to the operation room. They took the right hall and would travel deeper into the house. All Lonpo had to do was continue to sell his "Injury" and he could have made a clean break. He wasn't sure what was in store.- 02:43, June 13, 2016 04:32, June 13, 2016
 * Keruberosu <p style="margin-top:0px!important;margin-bottom:0px!important;">Morgan: With the man placing his hand up to stop her, she had taken one more step before fully coming to a stop before him and just behind the chair of his wife. She’d listen to him while he spoke to her and /gave/ her ‘freedom’ back to her. However, she had her orders. While Samuel’s attention was on Stratos once more, Morgan’s emerald hues looked to the man for only a moment more before she’d turn and look to be taking her leave when her hand came up without hesitation while the needle was still hidden between her fingers. She’d then just place the needle into the back of Gweneth’s neck while she began taking her steps from Samuel. She’d only have to press the plunger in a little bit before she’d take it from the woman’s neck just as quickly as she had placed it in to begin with. Her movements were fluent and not even her steps would be interrupted while she injected the poison into the woman’s neck. There was no reason to be discreet anymore as the man had obviously thought Stratos was there for other reasons. Her eyes were locked on Stratos as she watched for any movement behind him. She’d hope that he would be looking for movement behind her and have her back should any movement happen. She’d continue to make her way back to the man that was her employer and would stand beside him with the needle ready to bury into someone else’s skin should they come near her. There was still so much more of the toxin left for her to use.
 * RandAltork <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top:0px!important;">Samuel didn’t even have time to act; neither did the rest of the people at the table. Gweneth let out a cry of surprise and lashed out with the knife that was in her hand from eating. It wasn’t the best swing, the strike of a startled woman who knew her time was up. Mayhem would descend on the estate at this point. Henry, the 12 year old son looked around with confusion, his mother’s actions didn’t belong at the table. Olivia let out a cry of surprise and covered her mouth in shock. Samuel snarled and stood up quickly, kicking the table with a fair bit of force to send it towards Stratos, he knew he didn’t stand much of a chance against Stratos, there was a huge difference in power between Vice Admirals and Captain, plus Stratos was much younger. At the same time the guards in the room immediately raised their rifles, letting off the first of many volleys, some aimed at Stratos others aimed at Morgan. This was the last stand. “DAMNIT STRATOS. I had a good thing going”

<p class="MsoNormal">For Lonpo, his plan might have had the wrong results. The guard outside was convinced Lonpo had actually lost his arm “What the fuck do chefs even do?” he cried out “Okay okay, just shut up and follow me” The guard began leading Lonpo to the ‘Operation Room’ it wasn’t actually the room he was looking for, he was leading him to the Medical ward, which made sense. The medical ward was closer to Samuel’s office than the kitchen but at this rate it was just leapfrogging and slow progress. That was until the gunshots echoed through the house. The guards in the house began to scramble, running towards the Dining room, the guard with Lonpo just pushed him down the hallway “Get out of here! Medical Ward is down the left” Lonpo wouldn’t know it but Samuel’s Office was further down and towards the right.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0px!important;">Guards were scrambling all over the Estate with numerous guards making their way down to the docks armed to the teeth. It was madness all over really. 04:51, June 13, 2016
 * Keruberosu <p style="margin-top:0px!important;">
 * S|-Stratos would watch Morgan stab and begin to inject the poison into the female from the point of when this happened he quickly pulled out his pistol enhancing his movements with Soru and instantly as he pulled it free from his coat he shot directly towards the last male heir aiming to hit him in the center of the chest to give it the illusion of him dying on impact but in reality he would survive for just a little bit before finally succumbing to the wound. Once he released the shot towards Henry he instantly vanished from the spot he was and held himself up against a nearby wall in a almost free runner like stance and shot two bullets aimed directly to hit the guards at the door in their heads respectively.  If they hit would once again use Soru and disappear from sight and then appear behind the daughter. Gripping her from behind and he aimed the gun directly into her spinal cord at the lower mid section and shot directly into it with the last 3 remaining bullets in this clip of the gun.

<p class="MsoNormal">Holding her as she began to bleed profusely Stratos would laugh while looking to Samuel. “So buddy you lost both your heirs. Your wife is going to die and so will your daughter if I continue. So you only have two options at this point. Die or surrender and I save your family with this serum.” Reaching into his jacket he pulled out the syringe filled with an odd colored liquid. “This is the antidote to your wife’s poison that’s flowing through her veins. If she survives you can rebuild anew but if you don’t all you lost today will never return. She has t-minus 9 minutes left before she dies and only 5 minutes before she begins to fall over and go into comatose.” The girl in his arms was bleeding all over Stratos suit and Henry was slowly dying but to the others he looked dead already. Samuel  had no choice at this rate if he went for an attack everything he built would burn in front of him within a matter of seconds.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0px!important;">“You decided to play the risky card and you suffered the price. I’m a nice guy but when you point weapons and men at me then I turn into a starved animal and pounce when you aren’t looking even for the shortest second you imbecile.” -|S| 06:20, June 13, 2016
 * HitomiHyuga <p dir="ltr" style="margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;line-height:1.38;"><span style="font-weight:400;font-size:14.6667px;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(0,0,0);white-space:pre-wrap;">As soon as the wife cried out and tried to swing out at Morgan, she’d grab hold of the woman’s hand and force it into the chair that was next to her to cause her to drop the knife that was in her hand. “I’d keep your movements to a minimum sweetie unless you want to die quicker..”

<p dir="ltr" style="margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;line-height:1.38;"><span style="font-weight:400;font-size:14.6667px;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(0,0,0);white-space:pre-wrap;">The guards taking aim and beginning the volley of bullets, Morgan began to run from the point that she was at. She’d catch a bullet in the back side of her arm causing a hiss to come from her lips, her emerald eyes would begin to burn while the pain seared through her arm. She had to learn how to move faster. There was no if’s, and’s or but’s about it. Perhaps she could ask Stratos if he would begin training her on that so things like this didn’t keep happening.

<p dir="ltr" style="margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;line-height:1.38;"><span style="font-weight:400;font-size:14.6667px;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(0,0,0);white-space:pre-wrap;">Reaching for the knife that was between her legs, she’d hold it back against her forearm while she ran towards one of the guards. Slashing across the main artery at the neck, she’d simply take the gun that was in his hands while he held his neck trying not to bleed out. She’d then aim to the guards that were on either side of her and would only open fire. Her eyes looking about the room and keeping track of where Stratos was while guard after guard was taken out. She’d just toss the gun aside and pick up the next one and continue. There was a hole in her brand new dress and now she had to try and get blood out of it after she dug the bullet out of her arm. She wasn’t sure which made her more pissed. The pain of it or the actual fact of her dress being ruined. 07:06, June 13, 2016 07:13, June 13, 2016 Listen & Read
 * RandAltork <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top:0px!important;margin-bottom:0px!important;">The bloodshed … it was expected. Samuel stood with a snarl on his face; he knew the technique Stratos used. Soru … He cursed quietly and stood staring at the situation before him as he considered the options before him. His youngest son and his daughter … gone before his eyes. Samuel was hardened man; he knew his life was a dangerous one, he knew that at any time the worst could happened. Still, no parent should have to watch their children die. He took a slow breath and looked over at Gweneth who had a look of absolute shock on her face, she’d gone pale. Samuel sighed and shook his head “You’ve clearly never been a parent Stratos. It’s not as easy to recover from the loss of a child. You know, most parents who lose a child in the way we just did, they kill themselves, or their hearts literally break” He clenched his fist “I wish I could kill you Stratos, I really do” He could only laugh at Stratos’ comment to surrender “Surrender what Stratos? I wouldn’t have to surrender had you not lost your temper like a spoiled child. What do you want me to do? Put my hands up so you can kill me?” Gweneth, after being stopped by Morgan hissed and would make her way over to her Husband standing beside him, her eyes brimming with tears. “So let’s say I surrender, what do you want? I doubt a man like you just wants money” He pinched the bridge of his nose as a number of soldiers barged in from numerous doors, guns ready to go and aimed at Stratos “WAIT … Wait” The guards lowered their weapons slowly, looking confused and furious. He let out a deep breath “Fine … fine Stratos. You win. You win a fight that never had to happen. Tsch” he would go to sit down, rubbing his eyes with a forefinger and a thumb “What do you want Stratos? Lay down your terms”
 * Keruberosu <p style="margin-top:0px!important;">


 * S|-While Samuel wasted his time looking to his wife and began to talk he would’ve replaced the empty clip of his  pistol with a fresh new 6 bullets and cocking and quickly aiming he proceeded to try and shoot two bullets to each of Samuel’s respective knee caps while he spoke. If they hit he wouldn’t be able to stand anymore and he would fall to the ground. “I don’t need to be a parent to know what loss feels like. But of course someone who is about to die wants to speak a dead man’s wisdom. Had you used the same wisdom you’re trying to impart to me now maybe you wouldn’t be tapping on deaths door.” Throwing the girl to the side his could feel the presence of abunch of guardsman coming to infiltrate the door so once they barged in he took his single tear gas grenade and threw it at them instantly exploding and covering the area and their eyes so they could open them and they would be impaired.  Once again aiming his pistol he would take down 6 men with the 6 bullets in his clip and promptly reloaded it and killed the last 4. Closing his eyes he walked into the gas area and grabbed one of the rifles from there he walked out of the gas and back into a more clear view of the room. Walking towards the son that was still dead he cocked the rifle a few times and looked to his wife and Samuel alike. Aiming the gun towards his head he began to speak loudly over the sound of gunfire so they could hear him. “Some. Times. Wishes. Don’t. Come. True.” 6 shots directly into the boys face completely killing him and then maiming his skull in the process. By this time the poison from Morgan would begin to affect his wife her body would begin to fail slowly and she’d fall into a comatose state.

<p class="MsoNormal">Walking over to Samuel with only two shots remaining in the rifle he would aim to shoot both of his wrists before then looking at him and speaking once again in a lower tone of voice as Stratos crouched down to become closer to Samuel. “Any last words big guy?” If or when he began to speak after 4 words he would begin to club his head in with the butt end of the rifle.

<p class="MsoNormal"> <p class="MsoNormal">“Hate me, let your anger burn into the afterlife.” Contiously beating his head in over and over and over his daughter which was still alive could see the gruesome scene if she willed herself to even look up at this point. His blood was splattering everywhere and the strength in which he hit his head only increased until what remained of his skull structure was simply muddled blood and broken bone.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0px!important;">After doing the deed he would throw the rifle to the side and look to his wife with a wicked grin. “We shouldn’t leave her hungry should we?” He spoke towards Morgan.- |S| 07:39, June 13, 2016
 * HitomiHyuga <p dir="ltr" style="margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;line-height:1.38;"><span style="font-weight:400;font-size:14.6667px;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(0,0,0);white-space:pre-wrap;">Morgan would continue to take out the rest of the Guards in the room only to throw away the gun once more and pick up a new one. Her eyes glowed and a cheshire smile crossed her lips with the carnage that was taking place. She’d walk over the dead bodies of the guardsmen with a clack of her heels against the floor. One guard reaching up to  grab hold of the front of her dress with a bloody hand. She’d take the back of the rifle and aim to thrash it against the man’s skull before she moved on towards Stratos leaving a bloody streak running down the front panel of her dress.

<p style="margin-bottom:0px!important;"> <span style="font-weight:400;font-size:14.6667px;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(0,0,0);white-space:pre-wrap;">Just as Stratos had finished beating in the skull of Samuel, Morgan would step next to him and look to him with a sadistic grin across her lips. Seeing Stratos look up to her and hold just about the same grin upon his face was absolutely perfect. But hearing his question was worth it all the more. Morgan laughed as she looked to the woman that had just under five minutes left before she would fully succumb to the toxin. “Of course not. What sort of house guests would we be if we denied the Lady of the House?” She’d begin walking over to the woman and look down to her before she’d look over her shoulder back to Stratos with a smirk and a wicked tone to her voice. “We wouldn’t want it said that we were not the epitome of graciousness towards our esteemed Hosts.” She said with a chuckle to her voice. 08:01, June 13, 2016
 * LodestarComics <p style="margin-top:0px!important;">-As Lonpo continued to sell his "Injury". He continued to be assisted by the guard towards what he expected to be the operation room. "I just have to hold out for a couple of seconds, until I'm able to do what needs to be done." They slowly walked until there were gunshots that echoed throughout the house. Multiple guards came out of different parts of the house, running towards the dining room. Lonpo was pushed down the hallway and told to get out by the guard. "Medical Ward is down the left!" The guard said while he joined the others to goto the dining room. Lonpo seemed to be a bit annoyed that his plan wasn't going properly. "I don't need a medical ward, asshole." He thought. "I need the Operation room." Lonpo wish he could have killed the guard at that moment, but he decided it would be much easier to move around without guards all over the place. He still was carrying the butcher's knife and the six shot pistol and decided to move around the house.

<p style="margin-bottom:0px!important;"> -He decided to run down the left hallway and look for the medical ward, he thought that an operation room would be right next to it and looked around only to find nothing really. He sighed and just continued to look around. He was positive that the operation room was on this floor, but he had no idea where to look. With the guards out of the way though, it made it easier for him to move around. He quickly ran from room to room. Looking for the operation room, which was a pain to find. "I really wish I had a map of this place." He thought. "I hate large places." He had reached the Operation room after running around. He took the time to catch his breath and walked inside, finding the room surprisngly empty. Lonpo took the Den Den Mushi and reported to Stratos not knowing if he'd be able to respond. "Stratos-sama, what's next?" He asked. He waited patiently for a response.- 17:38, June 13, 2016
 * RandAltork <p style="margin-top:0px!important;">The bullets collided with Samuel's knees cause him to collapse to the ground. He did scream out in pain, he wouldn't give Stratos the satisfaction of it. He breathed through his teeth, clenching his fists to help push through the pain. He could look around though his view was mostly obstructed. He saw Stratos toss aside the body of his daughter, saw him empty an entire clip into his son's head and of course, he saw his wife collapse beside him. So the Arristas fall he thought to himself, maybe it was bad judgement, but there was no point wallowing in regrets. Another thought came to him, this wasn't the end of his family, he refused to believe his eldest was dead, not without seeing his head on a pike, so there was someone carrying their name. Stratos stradled him, preparing to finish him off "Any Last words?" what a cliche thing to say, stratos must be a very sad man. "Just do it pussy" He spat into Stratos' face as the first blow struck home, by the second he lost conciousness. Olivia, barely alive as she was, was also paralysed, she couldn't turn her head, couldn't move her body in any way except for her face, her eyes looked around before shutting closed, she considered just biting her tongue and bleeding out, but some people are just too scared for things like that.

<p style="margin-bottom:0px!important;">Meanwhile. Lonpo had found the Operation Room, aka Samuel's Office. It was quite empty for an office, a large desk sat in the center and a fireplace to the left side of the room. If he paid attention he'd notice a large number of den den mushi broken and burning in the fire along with the remains of documents. Any guards that had been there were rushing about due to the madness from earlier. 22:35, June 13, 2016
 * Keruberosu <p style="margin-top:0px!important;">Listen & Read


 * S|-Stratos before he began to go on his tirade his Den Den Mushi within his jacket began to ring so he picked it up and he asked what was next. Speaking into the Den Den he would reply. “Found any documents even if they are somewhat tattered and destroy the entire surveillance cameras link.  Then call the ship and order soldiers to come to the house and bring 30 barrels of gunpowder with them. Stratos out.” Putting it away he would then promptly get spit directly onto the side of his face delivered by Samuel he could only look at the man as he expression turned blank for the most part and he wiped the spit off his face and smacked it against his own face. Grabbing him by his collar he forcibly threw him against the wall behind Stratos as he flew through the air he kicked him in the ribs which when landed would crack 1 in complete half and he’d just be sitting there looking at his wife and Morgan which was exactly due north. Stratos would walk over to her somewhat lifeless body putting her up onto her knees. Taking the syringe which was supposedly supposed to have the cure he would flick the needle a few times before jabbing it into her right eye and injecting the liquid into her eris turning it a purple color over taking the white in her eye. The quickly pulling it out and placing it into the left as he pulled the syringe out from the right she woke up from the pain and began screaming as her bloodied vision with a mixture of purple and red is all she could see.

<p class="MsoNormal">Blood curtling screams filled the room as he continued to stab her eyes over and over again. Pulling out, stabbing back in. Pulling out stabbing back in almost like the pattern of a clock tick. “SAMUEL SAVE ME! PLEASE STOP THIS.” Sobbing in weeping as her body was convulsing. He left her drop to the ground and now blinded she was looking around and placing her hands on the floor trying to find comfort in her sorrow. Stratos would begin to speak as he placed both his hands together with open palms. “Hate me, it only makes it that much better. Suffer Samuel for your idiocy.” Taking his right leg he would push her down into the ground with her elbows against the floor and her head slightly sticking out.

<p class="MsoNormal">Giving Samuel one more look before he dive bombed his hands downward like a fin into the back of his wifes hand easily breaking the skin and through the skull as the sloshing of his attack going through her brain and while having her like this he lifted her body up as she hung in the air. Body blood cascading out her body like a fountain from every possible hole the majority coming from her eye and mouth area. The front of her face looked like it was protruded out like a baboon due to his hand and then in an instant he forced both of his hands outwards of her head to is left and right. Making her entire head whip itself open like a collapsible top what remained of her tattered brain hitting the floor and her body twitched only for a few crucial seconds before she stopped moving completely.

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<p class="MsoNormal">He would rip off her shirt leaving the woman completely naked and wipe his hands off clean; handing it to Morgan as well so she could clean up. He started to walk away towards the exit of the room but in reality he just picked up an apple before walking back over to Samuel he’d forcibly shove it into his mouth before elbowing him directly in the temple which if landed would knock him out cold.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0px!important;">At this point all of the men would appear to the house with the Gunpowder in toe and looking at the horror of the scene. Stratos having blood all over his face would issue orders. “Place all the barrels around the house and make a trail of it leading outside. Take the bodies of all these people besides the man to a safe distance outside. Once you’ve done that come back.” “Yes sir” Is all he got in response now he just stared at the man.- |S| 23:28, June 13, 2016
 * HitomiHyuga <p dir="ltr" style="margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;line-height:1.38;"><span style="font-weight:400;font-size:14.6667px;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(0,0,0);white-space:pre-wrap;">Morgan had enjoyed the quiet of the room with the guards now laying on the ground doing nothing more than bleeding. Just what was called for. Then again, Stratos had gone through and told him what needed to happen and he simply ignored it. She held no sympathy for those that were told how to take care of something only to have the person act as if ignorance would be the answer. She’d walk with a sickening squish as the bottom of her heels moved through the blood of the fallen. The crimson liquid pooled upon the floor and made her path just that more noticeable with every step upon the once clean floor. With her hands behind her back, she’d look from the wife that was on the floor to the man that Stratos had. Then it happened. Samuel spit on Stratos.

<p dir="ltr" style="margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;line-height:1.38;"><span style="font-weight:400;font-size:14.6667px;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(0,0,0);white-space:pre-wrap;">With a heavy sigh, Morgan simply shook her head and walked over to the table. Taking a bunch of grapes from the fruit bowl, she’d sit on the corner of the table nearest the now suffering family and Stratos. Things were about to get interesting and she wasn’t about to miss it. Her blood was already pumping in her veins and her adrenaline was shot through the roof with no end in sight. She had a feeling that she was about to see what truly her Employer could do. Popping a grape in her mouth, she watched with anticipation as Samuel hit the wall only to be met with Stratos’s foot. A horrible crack being heard coming from the man’s rib as it broke under the force of the kick brought a smirk tugging at the corner of Morgan’s lips. Another grape passed her lips into her mouth as she crossed her legs at the ankles and began to swing them under her while she watched the carnage continue.

<p dir="ltr" style="margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;line-height:1.38;"><span style="font-weight:400;font-size:14.6667px;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(0,0,0);white-space:pre-wrap;">The blood curdling screams of the wife came to pass. Wide emerald hues sparkled as the sickening jabs continued with every slosh into the socket of the eye. Morgan was waiting for the eye to actually rupture with the blunt force that was being applied with each stabbing of the needle into the now bulbous orbs but it was not to come. Instead came something that she would have never thought of. The filleting of a human skull. She’d never seen this happen before and watched while she continued to pop another grape into her mouth.

<p style="margin-bottom:0px!important;"> <span style="font-weight:400;font-size:14.6667px;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(0,0,0);white-space:pre-wrap;">The blood curdling scream of the woman hit a place in Morgan that she had never felt before. She was terrified. Mortified. Excited. Part of her wanted to scream and run from the scene while the other part of her wanted to cheer Stratos on. Half of the young woman wanted to try and help the people that were bleeding out onto the floor. She had the knowledge. She knew how to take care of it and they’d live. Well most of them would. The other half of this young woman wanted to paint the walls with the blood of the fallen with her own fingers and relish in their screams of agony and anguish. The dueling thoughts caused the woman’s head to twitch just a bit as she closed her eyes and took a deep breath to settle herself. Her eyes would open just in time to catch the shirt that came from the woman’s body and she began to wipe herself off as well. Placing the shirt to the side, she’d continued to eat her little treat while her emerald hues continued to watch the man at work. She’d leave when he did. He hadn’t dismissed her yet. 00:24, June 14, 2016
 * LodestarComics <p style="margin-top:0px!important;">-The room was relatively empty, but Lonpo didn't care at the moment. He took the time to catch his breath while everything was happening in the dining room. It was an easy way in and didn't require him to slit any throats. He stood up and looked around the room and noticed the large amount of Den Den Mushi's were broken and burning in the fire and noticed the remains of the documents that were remaining. He scratched his head and just sighed. While talking into his Den Den Mushi. "He was confused on how there was a fire if the guards were outside of the room, and how come he didn't notice it on the way  in. He did his best to find some water in other rooms to put out the fire as fast as possible. Once the fire was out he picked up the burnt documents and piled them on top of each other.

<p style="margin-bottom:0px!important;"> He then started to look for the surveillance camera links and would attempt to destroy the entire camera link. He looked all over since he was able to roam the house much freely since the guards had dispersed. Once he had found the surveillance room, he started to toss things around and break every videos along with the whole surveillance system. He put  a lot of effort into destroying the room and everything it in. He finished ripping up some cables and would walk out of the room. He heard movement outside of the door and gripped the butcher's knife carefully. "Anyone in here?" A guard asked. Lonpo stayed quiet and just waited to see if anyone came in. The guard had the misfortune of stepping into the room getting his throat hacked by Lonpo with ease. Lonpo looked at all the blood on his shirt and just sighed as he picked up the rifle that the guard was carrying. He ran back to the room to pick up the documents and broke the nearest window. Attempting to escape back to the ship. He spoke into the Den Den Mushi. "I got some of the documents, which are burned and I destroyed the cameras." He said. "Everything is complete, I'm returning back to the ship to place the documents down and I'll come back to assist you and the woman."- 00:49, June 14, 2016
 * RandAltork <p style="margin-top:0px!important;">Samuel could barely do anything as he was thrown against the wall. He began to move before Stratos hit him square in the chest, snapping a rib clean in half. He let out a sharp gasp and coughed up a bit of blood. "Gah, ... Fuck" he grabbed his ribs and doubled over trying to breathe. He could only watch as Stratos brutalised his wife, could only listen as she screamed for help. He turned his head away.  "I don't hate you Stratos. You might be a spoiled child but this was my fault. Still ... I hope you die soon"  He'd done this, his paranoia had gotten the better of him. He'd forgotten that the navy didn't care about his position amongst the nobles. The screams stopped, he still didn't look up, he didn't want to, he was only a man afterall. He looked straight up at Stratos as the man approached. Stratos successfully gagged him and he mumbled something into the apple as stratos elbowed him.

For lonpo, the files he would retrieve weren't many, maybe a grand total of ten papers, all of them mostly destroyed. AT most they'd have a few names and numbers of importance left, all of them coded in different ways. The cameras were also dealt with relativly easily. Lonpo's escape was to be out the window a small drop which wouldn't hurt him much though he'd land in a bunch of bushes which would result in some cuts and bruises, nothing serious.

<p style="margin-bottom:0px!important;">Olivia, the only other survivor, (if she could be called that) was on death's door. Her skin was pale, she'd passed out sometime during her mother's murder. Her body had no responsivness thanks to the three bullets lodged into her spinal collumn. She'd need a miracle to get through this. 02:20, June 14, 2016 Listen & Read
 * Keruberosu <p style="margin-top:0px!important;">


 * S|-Responding to what Samuel said he’d only look to him and speak. After gagging him. “Speaking spoiled from a documented noble how irony plays out is a strange thing isn’t it. The new world is filled with many little birdies and unlucky for you mine get me word pretty quick. Though it won’t matter anymore I’ll at least give you the kindness of witnessing the end of your feeble dynasty.” Turning his head to Morgan he would speak. “Tend to that girls wounds and get to a safe distance to the house with the rest of the marines. I’ll be out there shortly.” Once she left he would grip the table Samuel kicked earlier with his left hand and cracking it into a small portion only being 5 ft worth of the 30ft table and then once doing so he gripped the piece and walked over to Samuel and gripped him by his jacket and began to drag him outside.

<p class="MsoNormal">Once outside all of his guards had been killed by Stratos’s G-3 regiment getting to a safe distance then placing the table down to the side and he also threw down Samuel. Going over to the bodies he crouched down to the boy taking a knife given to him by a marine he slowly cut through the boys head taking grip of his head and throwing it 3 feet in front of Samuel so he’d be staring at it directly. He repeated this with his wife as well and through her disfigured head that separated almost like a flower blooming and was still secreting blood. What remained of her face was looking directly at him with the eyes filled up with the purple liquids.

<p class="MsoNormal">“Put both those heads on a pike and grip his head and make him stare at it.”

<p class="MsoNormal">2 marines would come over with leftover metal rods from the battleship and taking the bottom of each head they stuck it forcefully onto the top of the poll which was 4 ft in length. Once doing so they would then implant it into the ground so it stayed steady. Now walking using the table from earlier he would set it up onto the side and on it was a Den Den Mushi it was going to record the rest of what was going to happen.

<p class="MsoNormal">“Alright men you know what time it is.” Using the knife he had on him he would cut off his shirt and tear it away from his body along with his pants and undergarments. A group of the biggest men of his Regiment all around 7 feet much taller and physically stronger than Stratos himself would appear from behind him. Each one of them pulling down their pants to reveal 9 inch penises.

<p class="MsoNormal">“Have you fun with him. Make sure to put on a show for the camera.”

<p class="MsoNormal">The first man was quite eager and instantly went over to the currently being held down Samuel and placed both of his large hands onto his ass cheeks and promptly spread them apart from there he would begin to place the head of his hardened cock at the entry way to his Anus. No lube, not moisture completely dry and tight he punched the man in the back of the head and thrusted himself in fully. Starting to fuck him from behind if he was out cold the pain would easily wake up him up and blood would begin to leak profusely from the air and the concaving feeling of the thick rod going in and out pain wise could only be compared to constantly getting stabbed as it sent shockwaves through his body. The inner lining of his anal cavity beginning to wrap around the mans cock and giving the soldier a hard time to continue pumping and thrusting. Another one of them walked behind the main one would place his hands onto his shoulder and begin to pull him away once doing so he accidently went far even to anally prolapse the man. When completely pulling out his throbbing bloody cock the large intestine would begin to protrude out almost like a baboons ass was and it just pulsated into the open air.

<p class="MsoNormal"> <p class="MsoNormal">Another 2 men walked over on both the left and right side of his head with begin machete like weapons they would cut off his ear swiftly and from there they would use the knives to carve a perfect circular fit into the side of his head and make the ear canal wider. Then immediately from completely this task they would both begin to fuck the holes they created. At this point he should be wishing for death with the amount of pain overwhelming him completely. Blood leaking from every orphic his eyes constantly held on the image of his dead family and his body being defiled by savage men. Both of the men from behind would grab each side of the intestine and begin to pull it out more and more until it reached a good point where they thought it’d be good to finally cut off. From there the 2nd man from behind would take the intestine and begin to fuck it off to the side while the man who started it all re-entered his already battered asshole and continued to gush through it. The sound leaking into the air all around them eventually after a good 5 minutes of this the men would all respectively blow their loads into the parts being used up for their own pleasure.

<p class="MsoNormal">Stratos would wave off his boys and point back towards the ship the Den Den Mushi catching every minute of the gruesome display. Appearing In front of Samuel one more time he removed the apple from his mouth and put it into his wife’s head.

<p class="MsoNormal">“Well our fun time is over old friend. Enjoy the fiery depths of Davey Jones locker.” He would bring his steel toed shoe down into his head and crush it like a watermelon taking the knife he would cut off his head as well instead of placing it on a pike he just threw it on the ground in the middle. “Take all their bodies inside to ground zero and get back to the ship.”

<p class="MsoNormal"> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0px!important;">A few marines would carry their headless bodies and toss them into the house before running back out and heading over to the ship everyone watching and waiting. Stratos would strike a single match and used Soru to throw it towards the beginning trail of gunpowder which was at their doorstep. The massive explosion creating a shockwave enough to rock the island itself but the entire house and everything inside was reduced to ash and the Recording Den Den Mushi was knocked over but still recording so once it all settled down he walked over to it and stopped the recording. Now throwing it beside the head of Samuel he began to walk towards the port and back to his Battleship. “Were done here ladies and gents. Prepare the sails and life the Anchor! Also take that girl to the medical ward!.” - |S| 03:34, June 14, 2016
 * HitomiHyuga <p dir="ltr" style="margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;line-height:1.38;"><span style="font-weight:400;font-size:14.6667px;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(0,0,0);white-space:pre-wrap;">Morgan would look to Stratos as he spoke and she gave a nod. Looking to some of the men that were coming in from the ship, she’d begin to give out orders as if there had been a switch flipped in her mind and attitude. Everything about her had a feel of urgency as she looked to the first two men that walked through the door that belonged to Stratos’s ship. “Get me a stretcher. This girl is not moving without one!” She’d kneel and begin to tear away pieces of her blood stained top and looked to one of the servants for the family. Her eyes narrowed a bit and she spoke in a low tone. “Get over here and help me turn her. Unless you want me to turn her and completely give her no chance of ever moving again.” The servant came running over to Morgan as she gave instruction on how to roll the girl over onto her side so Morgan could get to the back. Looking to the spine of the girl, she’d not be able to actually get the bullets out until she had her on the table. It didn’t take long before the two marines came back with the board stretcher that she needed. She directed them to place it behind her and with the help of the servant, she’d roll the girl back on the board and strap her on there. “Get her out of here and out to the Med ward!” Following Stratos’s direction, Morgan walked with the girl and the two that carried the stretcher.

<p dir="ltr" style="margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;line-height:1.38;"><span style="font-weight:400;font-size:14.6667px;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(0,0,0);white-space:pre-wrap;">From Morgan’s right upper arm, she felt her own warmth sliding down and dripping off her fingers. She’d have to take care of this soon. Her arm was throbbing and she knew that if she didn’t take care of the bullet hole soon, she’d end up with an infection. As Morgan walked down the main hall, she’d unbuckle the gold belt that wrapped around her waist and lay it on the girl’s chest. “Be a dear and hold that for me.” She said to the girl with a smirk on her lips. Then without missing a beat, she’d take the blood stained dress from her body and drop it down near the gunpowder that had been dropped all over the house. She knew that the fabric would go up without hesitation and there would be nothing left of it. Morgan continued to walk from the house in her undergarments as she took the belt in her hand and carried it.

<p dir="ltr" style="margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;line-height:1.38;"><span style="font-weight:400;font-size:14.6667px;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(0,0,0);white-space:pre-wrap;">Her emerald hues watched as the Man of the House was very quickly becoming the bitch of the house. “Looks like your father is learning what it means to have a man in every port.” She didn’t pay attention to the looks that she was being given but instead told them to move their asses or get out of her way which was only enforced when Stratos said for the girl to get to the medic ward. “Perfect timing once more, Stratos.” She said to herself as she chuckled and walked on board ship and followed the girl to the med ward where she began to work on stabilizing the girl. Her own arm would wait for a bit. At least she was able to wrap some gauze around her arm to keep it from bleeding more. 04:04, June 14, 2016
 * LodestarComics <p style="margin-top:0px!important;">

-Lonpo was out still running towards the boat with the burned documents and long rifle in hand. He made sure to run by the tree's making it hard for people to see his movements. He was pretty satisfied in what he was able to accomplish in this mission and wondered what Stratos and Morgan was up too. He was positive that they were fine, so he didn't bother running towards them first. He wanted to take the documents to Stratos's office first before he did anything else. Once he arrived to the boat he quickly got onboard and ran towards Stratos's office, placing the burnt papers on his desk. Lonpo left the room and just sat on the ground and looked at all the blood on his shirt.

<p style="margin-bottom:0px!important;"> The mission was a bit risky, but he managed to hold his own pretty well during it. He took off the shirt that he took from the chef and the hat, dropping on the floor and sighing. "Disgusting." He thought. "Ruining perfectly good clothing with blood always sucks." He still had the rifle in hand and his six shot pistol in his pants. His Den Den Mushi was still on his head and he was ready to move back in on the Island. He wanted to make sure Stratos was alright and decided to head back towards the estate.-