Serious: The Dusk Pirates; Chapter 4: The big move (Open to the Dusk Pirates)

The woman who's name he didn't know, Ellen, was saved for now and Azrael could continue. Wanting to finishing his fight whit that stealthy idiot he thought why didn't he do that, after all he did have the skill of stealth, same as his opponent. He used stealth and attacked at all directions. Hearing someone scream, though he didn't care because he had made up his mind but there where one thing clear, the people he had helped was going to continue down another level of the boat. This stealth fight was a pain in, well it wasn't pleasant, so he needed to finish it quickly. He stretched out his hands, whit a tanto in each hands and spun around, then just to be safe he used Soru to make a + if having a birds eye of view and then a X (running these movement patterns). He would be damned if he didn't succeed at at-least badly wounding his enemy. Tired an whit burnt arms from the ropes when he had escaped his cell he decided to follow the rest of the crew.

Why his new comrade would find it fitting to throw his garments at Bluegoris was beyond Alvaro, but he wasn't complaining, and gave an appreciative nod when he noticed the the normal looking vest seemed to cause sufficient damage to the beast.
As for the carrying...
"Of course. I do hope this won't slow us down..."
Anything to get out of here. He could think of about a million things he would not like to do, but being carried into freedom was not one of them at the moment. Being carried was, while not something he did often (the last time was... ah, some three years ago, by a rather well muscled woman, fleeing from... what had it been exactly? Well, no matter, it had gotten him a good friend, though regrettably not the romance he had anticipated... good times, good times...), more a bonus than anything. But uttering some second thoughts was only polite, after all simply jumping his new comrade would have been rather invasive.
Out of the corner of his eye, he saw the bluegori still struggling with getting the vest off his face, or getting up, for that matter... Only a matter of time until he suffocated under that thing... While Ranyx was, he knew, not to be underestimated, it made him wonder just how strong his saviour was... And it made him hope he would not get on his bad side.
From below, he heard someone shout something, a message to the prisoners most likely. Well, it did not concern them anymore. But if the Dusk pirates were now heading for level four, then that would mean the guards would...
"The guards should be gathering on the levels below us. This does seem like a good chance..."


Althea heard the message, loud and clear, and her eyes narrowed.
She let go of the guard she had been beating (some would say bludgeoning), he was barely alive anymore, and allowed herself to borrow his sword, which he would not need anymore. Ending her enemies would be much more humane with this...
Did she plan on going back to her cell like the rest? She looked at the blade, as if searching for spots, and seemed to highly disapprove of what she was seeing. This weapon had nothing on the one Gradolf had made for her...
One of the prisoners passed her on his way to his cell, and she gave it a short practicing slash. The man could only give a surprised noise sounding a bit like "Glrgh?", then fell on his knees, grasping at his throat as if to stop the bleeding. Two seconds later, he fell forward and did not move anymore. Another disapproving look at the man, then at the weapon. It would have to do.
She knew she wasn't invited, but she could not let those pirates dishonour the prison that was supposed to be a small spot of justice, even if it, of course, wasn't. It was trying, at least, and she could appreciate that to a point. She was facing an ocean of flames, true. How sand could burn so well was beyond her. But she did not care either. If the flames seperated her and the pirates, she'd just have to find a way through them.

As Ellen manged to limp some distance near the staircase before the fire around he raged enough to block her way there. She looked around franticly to see if there was any opening in the fire and couldn't make out any, and with her injuries she was sure she wouldn't be able to just rush through. "Awwww c**p, guess I'll have to take it then.", Ellen complained, grudgingly placing the performance pill she was given by Azrael earlier, and quickly swallowing it. At first there wa slittle change as she waited, watching the flames close in around her, but luckly she suddenly felt a sudden burst of energy, and quickly rushed through the frie without much burns as she arrived at the stairs lowering her down deeper into the prison, surpised at herself on her sudden energetic dash, despite the injury to her leg. "Well, this stuff definitely works, all I need now is some lovely boom makers and i'm all kitted out.", she said to heself, admiring how quickly the pill took effect.

As Draculo started to fall, Alex released his grip on his wing sword. He then flew under the vice-guard so that he landed on Alex’s back. Alex also reached out and caught Draculo’s falling sword. Slowly, he descended back to earth and dumped Draculo in a dark corner, away from the flames, and close to the elevator.

“Rest easy,” Alex whispered, even though he was sure Draculo couldn’t hear him. “Live to fight another day and we will meet again.”

With those words, Alex stood, taking Draculo’s katana with him. It wasn’t the Silent Hunter, but it would do for now. He hadn’t gone far when he spotted Manta, taking to the air and shouting for all of the prisoners to listen to him. Alex ignored him. Not only was the message not for him, but Alex didn’t care to listen to anything that egotistical loud mouth had to say.

So he meandered along, looking for Quincy. He would need the doctor to fix up his arm so that he wouldn’t bleed to death. The only problem was, the doctor was nowhere in sight. In fact, Alex only passed a couple of different people. He thought he had spotted one or two individuals up ahead of him, charging in the same direction he was walking towards, but he couldn’t be certain.

Wako was enjoying his 3 years of Soberness, he hadn't drunken any alcohol for 3 years.. in fact he hadn't drunken ANYTHING in that time. Being fed and given drinks rarely a month Wako had to get accostumed to the life style. His body even was accustomed to eating less now. Wako saw the gates to his cell open, there seemed to be nobody else in his cell.. looking around there was only Bones and Bodies laying around the place, Wako of course didnt even bother eating them.

After following the Crowd of people freed by the Dusk Pirates Wako realized that the crew that had freed him might have been what he needed all along, they looked like the type that would deffinetely make his life exciting. Wako heard Mantas speech and followed him, they were going to level 4. Wako at his current state couldnt fight, he was a simple person.. although he wouldn't actually be usefull until he drank Alcohol, which he hated doing, in his head being Sober was the most important thing he could be doing, following manta he was getting ready to move into Level 4. Wako had No make-up at the time but white skin with a red Nose, he had Clown Lipstick around his mouth, His white gloves were left on his hands, Wako took off his shirt do to the heat and continued walking forward, following Manta in his Jail uniform.

"Why do you think I removed that heavy vest?" Ranyx smirked, before rushing forward, sweeping Alvaro off his feet and carrying the man bridal style. "Forgive the impropriety, Alvaro... I simply could not insult you by forcing you onto my back. I do agree with you: this will be wonderful timing. Now, hold on tight: the way up could get a little hairy." He launched himself into the air, up out of reach of the Bluegoris, and quickly followed up with Geppou, working his way towards a small hole in the ceiling: the opening to Level 1. He shot up through the hole, coming out of a well located in the midst of literal blades of grass. "Now, we're gonna needa be a bit careful: with all of these dangerous plants, you might get cut a little. Now, I'll keep us safely above the grass and trees: you help me find the exit: how does that sound?"

As soon as Manta said his words, he stopped for a while in order to see who was going to move. However, it was difficult to see through that fire... Very difficult. He would stop at nothing, though. The temporary captain of the Dusk Pirates would free Maximillion no matter what and so he would even move through the fire to achieve his goal. With that in mind, the "chickenman" used his Shockwave Rush technique to move with Soru speeds towards the staircase that led to level 4. Apparently, a few guards were shooting him, but he easily dealt with them by turning them into chickens. Afterwards, he continued on his way and he finally arrived to see many people he had seen and a few others he hadn't... Koga, Frank, Ellen, Azrael and many others were there. He said "So... These shall be the ones coming below... Interesting. Let's move guys!" while he prepared to run towards the lower level.

However, at the time he appeared, Miguel with the guards appeared as well in front of the pirates after dodging Azrael's attack by jumping out of the way with his shift movements. In a final attempt to deal with the pirates, Miguel said "You are not going anywhere pirates!" as he raised his gun and attempted to shoot at Manta in order to kill him along with the rest of the guards. The Chief Guard was very angry with the pirates and was about to go to a berserk state! What would happen after all?! Would they escape from him or not?

Seconds after they shoot, Manta's body was impaled with their shots although they did not hit any vital organs at all. His left hand that was burnt and useless already was hit a lot from their bullets while two other ones hit on his right shoulder, one hit on his left shoulder, one hit him around 10 centimeters next to his heart and a last one hit him at the start of his left leg. In the begining, it looked like Manta would go down for good. However, due to the fact that none of his vital organs were hit, he was still okay.

The man coughed blood right after the guards shot at him. He moved a few meters backwards. He tried to see but his vision was blurry. A few seconds later, though, he recovered. He pointed towards Miguel and the guards with his scythe and said "Bastards... You are not stopping us no matter what! Chicken Guarden!". As soon as he said the name of the technique he was about to use, a blast of chicken energy was launched from his scythe that struck the guards and turned them into chickens. Then, Manta launched an air blade towards them with his scythe, cutting them all down and killing them.

Miguel, though, had managed to escape the beam in a strange way again. He said "Dusk Pirates... Do you really think that I can be taken down like that?!" before shooting at Manta once again. However, this time, the captain of the Dusk Pirates dodged by using his Shockwave Rush technique to move away. Then, he rushed towards Miguel and moved his scythe diagonically in order to slash him. However, Miguel dodged once again by jumping away. He shot once more, aiming towards Manta. However, before the attack hit him this time, something unexpected happened...

Koga, jumped in front of the way with his shell on hand, saying "Shell Deflect!". The bullet hit on the shell and was deflected back at Miguel, hitting him on the arm on which he had his main weapon. The weapon fell from his hand on the ground and was now unarmed. It was the perfect chance for everyone to leave! With most of the guards killed and Miguel unarmed, the crew could finally move to level 4 and continue trying to free Maximillion... However, before they did, they would need Alexander and Quincy to come... Alexander because he was a necessary member of the crew and Quincy because he was the only one who could treat the crew's wounds.

Alvaro knew he should have seen this coming. Still, somehow he had expected a somewhat different method of being carried around. Not that he complained.
"Oh, never you worry, I..."
Before he could finish the sentence, they were up into the air, and Alvaro was more than happy he had already slung one arm around his saviors and now carriers shoulders to keep himself from falling off. Other than that, he approved of this method of travelling.
The way to level one had been a piece of cake, delicious cake at that, at least by Impel Down standards.
Suddenly, the young man was happy that he had not jumped here by himself, one look at the (he noted, very carefully designed and artistically set up) scenery was more than enough to tell him that landing here could, no, would, without a doubt, have been painful.
nevertheless, he simply needed to word his approval of his companions skill.
"I will have to learn some of those techniques you use..."
Alvaro had already not yet spotted the exit, but he was sure it was only a matter of time. His eyesight was, after all, exemplary.
"Of course. Now if you mind me saying, even if we get out of here, which I do not doubt, of course, we are still in the middle of a seaking infested ocean, and I, for instance, am not in possession of a vessel to get us across it.... I'm pretty sure we're not going to swim...?"
Up until now, he had not been thinking about it. The air seemed so far away, it would have been ridiculous to even dream of reaching it one day. But now it was closer, and his brain adapted to thinking outside of a burning hot cell quickly to remind him that the outside world was not free of dangers.
For now, though, he had spotted something looking a lot like a way out of here. Unluckily, it would only be a matter of time until it spotted them. Of course it was guarded...
He pointed at it.
"I am not saying I am an expert when it comes to breaking out of prison, but this seems to be a good option, don't you think?"
Two guards on each side... he had expected more, but he was certain there would be more on the other side, and security was probably a little more feeble than it would normally be. He would have to thank those pirates in the unlikely case that they'd survive, get out of this place, and meet him again.

To be fair, this had been easier said than done. Sure, fanatism carried one through the wildest tempests unmoved, but huge fires seemed to not be affected by simple stubbornness. After she had found out that getting through the flames would be harder than expected, Althea had, somewhat begrudgingly, started looking for a way around touching the flames directly. Right now, she was climbing up the wall of a cell, sword between her teeth. The stone was almost as hot as the fire, but at least it wouldn't catch on to the rest of her, and it was easy enough to climb.
Finally, she reached the top, and, still kneeling, took the sword out of her mouth. The first thing she did was spit out the rests of blood that had been on it. She had been careful not to swallow any of it, wiped it off before ever taking it into her mouth, but somehow she still had the feeling there had still been some small rest on the blade.
After making sure the metallic taste was almsot gone, bearable, at least, she had a look around. Flames, as far as she could see. And, back there, was a small group. Althea cursed when she noticed the fighting had already begun. Then again, it did make sure that vermin got wiped out, so who was she to complain. Still, she'd better hurry, before it was all over. Hastingly, she looked for a way through the flames.
It was risky, but... if she could jump from one cell to the next, and just keep climbing and moving, she could make it there in a minute or two.
Of course, that meant... She sighed and took the sword between her teeth again. Wonderful...

Dio walked down the stair to Level 4. He knew that level 4 was the hell. Still he had no boots so he could walk on the hot surface, but actually he didnt even cared and went down to level 4.

Alex walked up to the ongoing gun battle just as Koga knocked a bullet into Miguel’s arm. He moved towards the group slowly, still looking around for Quincy. Where was that doctor anyhow? Alex hoped he hadn’t been killed. Quincy at least had been halfway decent, unlike some of the others.

Maybe I should do first aid, Alexander said to his brother. I know a little about it.

Alex gave a slight shake of his head to indicate his answer. “Not yet,” he whispered. “You nearly got us killed.”

And you stole control of our body, Alexander replied, sounding a bit disgruntled. You know the rules. Don’t ever try that again.

Frank was now literally standing on top of a pile of defeated guards, all with broken bones and burns from every degree possible. But he had no time to swear his defeated opponent's as he liked, since his current captain got hit by about a dozen bullets. Surprisingly, it didn't seem to bother him that much since he continued to fight his opponent without any help. When it seemed that Manta was about to lose, Frank tried to move in and block the bullet with his own dead body, but the help came from Koga, an unexpected turn of events.

"Nice one Ninja Turtle!" Frank shouted, forgetting for a moment that his captain was still hurt. Seeing the blood coming out of Manta's mouth, Frank couldn't help but wonder, where was the crew's doctor?
"DOC! We have some blood over here!" Frank shouted into the flames, hoping that the doctor didn't find his flaming death like R.A.M.
It still seemed a wrong time to declare the cyborg's death, such an announcement could kill an injured man.

"I do have a plan, Alvaro, but... on first appearances, it might seem cringeworthy: though I will promise you it won't go poorly." He looked where Alvaro had mentioned, and nodded appreciatively. "Ah. I suppose I could teach you, later... Soru and Geppou seem your style, if I were to guess." He grinned before using Geppou to maneuver closer. He saw one of the plants twitch out of the corner of his eye and his grin grew wider. "Three..." Flowers flooded the corridor behind the guards, out of their line of sight. "Two..." The guards' stances grew weak, and they each yawned in turn. "One." The guards collapsed, unconscious, and the plants withered and died. "Hell yes. Our ride is here." He landed in the safety of the arch, and let Alvaro down. "Okay, here's where it gets squicky. I'm sure you've heard of the Shichibukai Gael Iura, correct? He's another friend of mine, and he was a major help in getting me in here. Now, his main method of travel is... well, by frog. His frog has an alternate dimension in its stomach, and he hides out in there as the frog travels around. Believe me, the frog is VERY hygenic, but... yeah." He shrugged. "If that method doesn't work, I could just carry you and use Geppou and Soru alot... of course, I don't know if you want that either... your choice. Sorry." He felt like he was somehow insulting Alvaro: seriously, who'd ask someone out to dinner and then get them to go into a frog for transport? Oh wait... that would be Gael.

Now this was a new one...
Alvaro nodded to himself. Being asked to let a frog eat him for transport was... unusual. Something else bothered him as well, though.
"Gael Iura... You really do have friends everywhere, don't you."
He tested the ground under his feet. It wasn't burning his feet. For a moment, he enjoyed this simple, small, personal achievement. Just being able to walk without pain... He had almost feared his feet might give up on even telling their owner they hurt anymore, that it would at some point become a natural state.
"There's no reason to apologise though."
He crouched down and somewhat casually checked the guards pulse. Out cold, hard to tell for how long, but they certainly wouldn't wake up from just anything.
"After all you have done, I owe you my life. I believe a little inconvenience when it comes to transport is a small price to pay for being freed from hell."
Alvaro noted all poisons he knew that wouldn't have affected him or Ranyx (which most likely meant they were only useful when getting close to someone), were produced by plants, only worked in big doses, and knocked people out. He came to a hopelessly small number and decided to just let this one pass. No use for knock out poisons in his job, anyway.
He stood up again.
"I cannot have you straining yourself any more than you already have, though. Not to mention we'd have to outrun battleships if we were to flee with you carrying me."
The thought of being swallowed by a frog wasn't exactly appealing to him, but having his saviour make such an effort and put himself to further dangers would simply not do.
"So, where is that frog?"

Quincy smiled to see that Lector was dead or at least defeated for the moment. He tried to get up to find out that he had lost too much blood. Quincy ripped off some cloth from his pants to wrap around the wound on his chest "Sorry max, but I think I reached the end of my road." He stumped toward the rest of his crewmate especially RAM who had been injured before. If I survive this I'm going to kick Mantra's ass. Then all of sudden the entire floor was under fire. Quincy filled with with fear and adrenaline ran toward the exit to get the hell out of here "Guys hey guys where are you?"

Ranyx chuckled. "I've amassed favors and friends over the years... amazing what one can do over their lifetime, am I right?"
He seemed to have a lightbulb light up over his head, and snapped his fingers. "Ah, Gael's got tons of gold we can use to both pay for our dinner AND get you some proper clothing! I'll ask him after he escorts us out."
"Oh, and Mr. Inmate... Alvaro, was it? I assure you, my innards are less disgusting than you think they are." A spherical looking thing sat squarely in front of Alvaro, the closest looking thing to an utterly indifferent face etched upon its features. "So, yeah, Gael's wreaking havoc upstairs. Started glomping one of the men working at the security controls: the resulting catastrophe should not be thought about. Believe me." The object opened its mouth widely, open wide enough for Alvaro - or Ranyx for that matter - to fit inside without touching the inside of his mouth.
"This is him, Alvaro. Be careful on the way in: believe me, you'll be able to fit." As if to prove his point, Ranyx slipped down Figdra's throat, and as soon as he landed in the other dimension, he readied the way for Alvaro.
From within the frog's throat, a voice called out, Ranyx's obviously: "Come on, Alvaro, it's safe."

"Over here!" Manta shouted to the doctor of the Dusk Pirates who was somewhere nearby, while coughing blood out of his mouth. Apparently, despite the fact that his wounds were not fatal, he got hit to many seperate body parts and so he needed some medical attention to have the bleeding stopped. "Come over here quickly!" he repeated, hoping that the doctor would come. Then, he looked at the others and said "Listen now... Those who are not injured shall go to the next floor immediately... The injured ones will be treated at the stairs, away from the fire, so that they won't get burnt. The rest will be moving in level 4."

At the same time, Miguel tried to pick up his pistol from the ground and was surprised to see that it was surrounded by fire. If he moved his hand to grab it, it would get burnt and so he decided to just leave. He would go and get another gun... After all, if the pirates wanted to escape, they would need to move through level 3 once again... And with that in mind, he retreated in order to think of a plan to defeat the pirates while they were on their way to level 5... He had thought of something that would probably work against the rookie crew...

And as Miguel was leaving, Koga sighed and said "Let's go!" as he started running towards level 4, hoping to be followed by those who were not injured. He was very weak and probably he would be unable to deal with the events that would take place at level 4, so he needed some assistance...

Maski sighed. She lost that gentlemen guy and insane kid and was walking up some stairs. She sucked on her stick of paper with what little of the lollipop was left. She was hauling her Gear Rider up some stairs. "Soon, I can just ride out of this place and get back to my home... And without any of these psycopaths here following me." She said, walking as fast as she could to Level 2.

Alex heard Quincy’s voice and he looked around for the doctor. When he didn’t see him at first, Alex took to the air. Soon after, he spotted Quincy and flew down and landed lightly next to him.

“Follow me,” Alex said calmly. He turned and started to lead Quincy back towards the main group. As he did, he kept up a steady stream of information, “There are several injured, though I think Manta is the worst off at the moment. He got hit by a bunch of bullets. Chusei’s absent, as always, leaving us to do all the hard work. I think R.A.M. 2 was hurt pretty badly early on, but he hasn’t shown up yet. Frank and Koga seem to be mostly fine. There’s a girl who is an explosive specialist who says she will help provide a distraction for us later on. She got hit by at least one bullet. And then there’s me.” Alex added this last part almost as an afterthought. He waved a hand at his shoulder, which wasn’t bleeding as badly as before, but was still unusable in its current state. “I needed a sword,” Alex offered as an explanation for the damage, though of course that didn’t really explain anything. “Ah, and here is everyone again.” Alex smiled and waved at the group as he approached them. “Hello all you good people. And Manta.”

"Aye Aye Manta!" Frank shouted back and turned to face the stairs once again. He began running down the stairs, following Koga who was surprisingly fact and agile. "Koga! Wait! I need to talk to you! IT'S ABOUT R.A.M!" Frank shouted after the turtle. He figured that since Koga was the closest to RAM, he should be the first to know. As soon as Koga will pay attention to him, Frank will tell him the awful new: RAM was caught in the fire and is now nowhere to be found.

Quincy was excited to see Alex still alive. The last time he saw him Alex didn't look so good. He landed next to him and lead Quincy back to the group before the floor caught on fire. As they walked Alex kept him updated on the situation with the crew. As he went through all the people who were injured Quincy realized something "You mean RAM is still out here alone? We can't just leave him behind. We got to go back for him." Quincy then remembered about the fire. If RAM was alive on this floor he wasn't going to be for long. Quincy turned his head back to see that the fire made it impossible for them to turn to back. With a tear in his eye, Quincy moarned for his fallen crewmate. A fellow patient of his.

Alex and Quiny made to the group by the stairs. Quincy immediate began to work on the injured listening to Mantra's orders. He decided to work on Mantra first since the death of him would make max very angry, and despite that Quincy hated him he couldn't another lost of nakama. Quincy took out an needle to numb Mantra. Then sterilize some pincers so that he took out each bullet before infectiong. Quincy was surprised that someone could take so many shots and not die. He then got a needle and thread and stitched up the bullet holes as temporaily patch up job until they could get to the ship. "Ok who is next?"

Alvaro eyed the mouth of the amphibian before him, trying not to question what opening it this wide alone could possibly do to the laws of physics, not to mention the assumption that it lead anywhere else than it's stomach.
The thought of both what would await him outside, and what this place would still have to offer to him if, for some obscure reason, he decided to stay helped him not to bring up any second thoughts he might or might not have had now, and strenghtened the crazy idea that jumping down this beasts throat was a wonderful idea. But not before some basic introductions.
"Yes, my name is Alvaro Del Bosque, Alvaro to my saviours. Really, anything they deem fit to my saviour, one of which is you. And your innards could be the most disgusting any of your specimen has, I'd still prefer them to staying here...."
He smiled shortly when he realised it didn't sound like a compliment, and clarified.
"That was supposed to be a compliment."
Before he followed Ranyx and successfully crossed 'jumping into an alternate dimension by use of amphibians' off of his 'to do before I die a horrible death' list before looking around in his new environment.

The alternate dimension was plain: well lit, but not blindingly so. It was a vast expanse of grass: one Ranyx found rather comfortable. "Alvaro, I apologize in the huge delay in coming to retrieve you... There were other issues out and about on the Grand Line, and I had some other promises to keep..." He looked around for some sort of blanket or rug to place down for Alvaro and him to sit upon, though none were to be found. So instead he just plopped down and took a seat, before motioning and inviting Alvaro to do the same. "Well, while we're here and waiting to arrive at our destination, I just wanna suggest that you think about where I should drop you off, where we can get some better clothes for you, and generally what else I can do for you to help you get reacquainted with the outside world." He spread his arms. "Money is... almost no object."

Alvaro gladly followed the invitation to sit down anywhere. It had been enough to run along some floors, punch someone and get carried a bit, but now his energy was pretty much used up. It had been a long stay... Too long for his tastes. He had never guessed just sitting in a cell, though, granted, one with extremely hot surroundings and no food anywhere, would be so straining.
The cool grass between his fingers as he sat down next to Ranyx was like heaven right now...
"You... Ranyx, you really don't have to apologise."
It was unusual for him to actually cut a sentence down like that.
"You came here, and you saved me. I'm... I'm free again. When they brought me in here, I thought I'd never get out... Do you know what that felt like?"
He sounded casual, or at least trying to sound casual. He raised his hand with one singly blade of grass between his fingers, looking at it like a man who had just discovered air, with slight wonder, but absolute adoration.
"I thought I'd never see anything like this again. No grass, no sky, no... no real life..."
He let go of the grass and watched it fall slowly. When it had landed on his prisoner pants, he just left it there and laid his hand into the grass again.
"And then imagine my surprise! The man I thought I had dreamed up comes along and keeps a promise I esteemed to be the product of my own lost hopes."
After that small episode, the normal smile appeared on his face again, it was almost like he had snapped out of a trance.
"Now, as for that location..."
He thought about it for a moment, then his smile grew wider. He hadn't been there in such a long time.
"If it doesn't matter where, then is it possible in any way for us to go to Salomon kingdom? It's.. it's on the Grand Line, close to reverse Mountain..."

Well he wasn't in any fights, for now so since he was on level four of the ship he might as well rip appart his jacket, revealing nothing new as he had a t-shirt below. He used the shredded jacket to do a quick bandage around his arms, he could take this upportunity to breath out, after all after his execively usage of soru and in stealth mode had made him tired. He easilly defeated the few struggelin guards that followed them an used everyone else as a shield because they would certainly attack any opponent they would face, giving Azrael time to gather his breath What are we doing any way? he asked, it was a question h had wanted to get an answer too since the previous level of the ship had been too busy to as but now that he was resting, if you could call it that as from time to time there came a guard just to be defeated,, he had the time and will to ask.

Ranyx's normal face became somewhat downcast at Alvaro's first words. "No, I wish I could say I did. I pride myself on the years upon years that I've lived, and the ability to fit into anyone's shoes and make them feel better. However, I couldn't even stand the idea of going to a jail like that... I actually feel disgusted that that abomination even exists." And then Alvaro added on additional words, ones of praise! "I did make a promise, and I had intended to keep it... dreams are strange like that. They can do amazing things for people."

How wonderful, Alvaro knew where he wanted to go! "Of course, but first: new clothes for you and our dinner. And then to Salomon!" He leaped to his feet, overly energetic now. "Oh, but we need to ease you into food again: if we just shovel food into your mouth, that'll end badly." He began calling up requests for food into space, in suddenly a variety of vegetables began falling from the sky to tide Alvaro over until they reached their destination.

((Because this is an Impel Down thread, it would probably be best for us to avoid going too far away with this, so... if you wanna post one more time with Alvaro, I think we could finish up here.))