(Serious) The Bad Hip Pirates - A Blast From The Past (Open to the Bad Hip Pirates)

Ahab smiled, exposing his three missing teeth. "Well, my friend is right" Ahab said. "Our 'Small Journey', or better to say our goal, is to restore the old age of piracy, the times where marines shook in front of a man with a bounty, the times where pirates could only steal and plunder, the times where anyone who wasn't strong enough would be either killed or robbed" Ahab said, smiling.

"And now mister viking" Ahab said. "Are you strong enough? Are you a man of battle, a pirate? Or should I just look for my comrades elsewhere?" He asked. "You know, there's a lot of money out there for a guy your size, why limit yourself to fair deals and contracts when you can steal and live as a king?" He said. Blake was absolutely right, Ahab would never recruit a man who wasn't a pirate at heart, but as a part of his goal, he wasn't going to give up on Victor, he was going to turn him into a pirate! "I'm Ahab Boomer, and this is Blake Maze, my First Mate" He said, reaching for a handshake.

Victor gruffly shook the mans hand and replied; "You misunderstand me, I am merely all buisness and I merely wanted to know what im up against, you see the contract is fairly unformal, the only things neded to be written down is what im doing for my pay who's paying, what im getting and when my work is done.", to which at the end he began scribbling down 'piracy' in the section which asked the nature of his employment. "I shall work for you as soon as the contract has been filled in, after all work is work, and you've just offered me some on a plate.", Victor gruffly said as he handed the contract over to Ahab while petting Widdles softly, who squeaked happily; "Strong Victor!"

Ahab wore a confused expression in reaction to Victor's words. All of this formality words made his head hurt, he wasn't meant to handle these issues. "Uhmm... Uhmmm..." He mumbled in between Victor's sentences, trying to keep up but not managing to. Ahab then had a contract passed to him. He wasn't sure what he was supposed to do with it, and it's been a while since he wrote something down. He clumsily picked up a pen and scribbled what he thought was a convincing autograph, but was actually more of a doodle.

"Then it's settled! I think..." Ahab said, unsure if he should be happy, but he had no time to find out, since at that very moment, the bar's front door broke down and was pulled out of it's frame and thrown into the street. The few people who were at the bar screeched, ducking for cover behind their tables. In the entrance, a familiar figure stood. He blocked the entire door space, and need to crouch and walk on his side in order to fit into the bar. It was Bronco, the human boulder. "That's him!" He shouted, pointing at Blake with his huge finger. Hearing this, a new figure stepped into the bar. he was a muscular man with orange hair, a yellow Hawaiian shirt and red Bermuda shorts. "So..." Said Gregor, the captain of the Sizzling pirates, "You think you can mess with my crew mates huh olddy?". His cheeks had a red tone to them, and his gaze was unfocused, he was drunk.

While this chaos unfolded, Ahab didn't even flinch. He grabbed his cane and stood up, taking his time and taking the role of an old man who could barely stand. "Well son" He said to Gregor, "That Olddy happens to be a part of MY crew, and when you mess with him, you mess with me and my pal over here" He said, pointing at Victor to make sure he'll take a part in the upcoming fight. Gregor then started laughing madly, he just couldn't believe he was being threatened by a man who could barely stand. But then, he felt something wet hitting his forehead. Ahab spat at him, making the fight personal. "It's time you learned a few lessons" Ahab said.

Blake looked out towards the door and saw the boulder man from earlier and another man with him. Blake looked forward to seeing this man again and had not entirely been listening to what Victor and Ahab had been saying. He saw Bronco point a finger at him and smiled.

"If you have a problem with me, then why don't we settle this like men?" asked Blake as he stood up still tightly clenching his fist prepared to use his Black Fist technique. He had already used it on Bronco and hopefully hurt him so he wasn't afraid to use it on him again and hopefully seriously injure him.

"This man is my new Captain and we've got plans to show the youthful pirates of today what true piracy is, and I figure a young cocky crew like yourselves could be first on the list. What do you say Captain Boomer?" asked Blake he was looking forward to teaching these young cocky kids what is was like being a pirate. He may not have officially been one as he'd never sailed at all but he knew he was strong than these guys and could beat them with ease.

Victor stared at the signiture of the elderly man before nodding in approval. He was about to discuss on payment discions before a broup of rather rough looking indivduals came in and started arguing with his new employers, much to the mercenarys annoyance. "Excusse me gentlemen," Victor said to the rowdy group of criminals; "I am currently in the middle of a buissness argrement for my employment, I very much belive it would me much easier if you left to set a deal, so I please urge you to leave until my employment has been decided." "Bye bye!" Widdels pitched in cheerfully, being rewarded by Victor with a find pat on the head and cracking a few nuts open for him.

Gregor didn't even hear a word Blake or Victor said. After getting spit at by Ahab, he had nothing but blind rage in him. His visibly turned red with anger.
"You wanna solve it like gentlemen... You want me to leave you alone... The HELL I'M LEAVING YOU ALONE!" Gregor shouted, swinging a fist at Ahab. Surprisingly enough, Ahab tilted his head with perfect timing and allowed the punch to pass next to his left ear. "Sizzling pirates! Liquidize the old farts!" Gregor ordered. He wasn't joking anymore.

After receiving the command Bronco reached for the sheath on his back and pulled his massive buster sword out. He pointed it towards Blake. "You and I have some unfinished business to settle old man!" Bronco shouted. "You did quite a number on my jaw". He stepped further into the bar, allowing the people who were still in a chance to escape, but then another figure appeared at the door. His face were deformed with piercings and his hair was wild and grey. He was quite short and slightly hunched forward.

"You promised you'd let me in BEFORE the fight started jerk!" Danny shouted at Bronco. "And you've already picked your enemies. how THOUGHTFUL!" He added. He turned to face Victor. "I guess I'll have to settle for you..." He said with a drowsy voice, his breath ricked of alcohol. Then, without a warning, Danny lounged forward, trying to grab Victor by the wrist.

Blake looked at Bronco and smiled when he saw him unsheathe his weapon he recognised it, he'd seen a weapon similar to it before. He had seen weapons like this one when he worked as a blacksmith in his younger years.

May turned from serving other customers to see a gang of unruly men stood in the door way and she felt her body fill with fear she wanted to shout at them or ask them to leave but too scared she simply turned ran around the corner of the bar to hide, she knew Blake was here and he wouldn't let anything happen to her or the pub. Blake saw people run out screaming and didn't see May do so. He felt bad she hadn't escaped yet and felt he should help her escape. He heard the sound of slamming and then knew she was safe and he wouldn't have to bother looking out for her.

Blake knew this pub had a basement and with the door blocked it as safer than heading out through there. Still clenching his fist tightly Blake decided it was time he made the first move and swung his fist like a hammer towards Bronoc's head from above then tried bringing his fist back up and all the way around to hit him in the chin hoping this time to perhaps break his jaw.

As quickly as Danny grabbed hold of Victors wrist, Victor immedietly retaliated by attemtping to punch the stranger in the face, replying in a voice full of weariness; "For once, I would like to make a contract without having to fight my employers enemies first." Widdels sighed before squeaking, "Ouchie punchie!", to which Victor smiled warmly at his pet and gently told him; "Now, now Widdles, remember!" When daddys working you have to hide and not get hurt!"" The pet manticore nodded, chirping; "Your it!" as he leapt behind the bar and decided to hide among the beer kegs. "Right then, I suppose I shall merely have to discuss my terms during this confrontation." Victor sighed; as he attempted to punch his opponent once more, then calling out to Ahab; "I assume that my employment is far standard loyal subordinate terms? If so it may cost you quiet a bit, though luckily I usally charge by the month if that is the case, does six thousand berries a month sound fine to you or would you prefer to either change the length of needed payment of perhaps the price?"

Bronco wasn't going to let anymore fists hit him. He pulled his buster sword up and held it so it's wide side would face Blake. He then positioned it in front of his face to block Blake's punches. His force was tremendous, powerful enough to block Blake without flinching. "My turn!" Bronco announced. He then raised his massive blade in one strong swoop to throw Blake's hands away, before bringing it down with all of his strength and attempting to slice Blake in half. The air whistled as a result of the sheer force of Bronco's swing, it seemed powerful enough to split the very floor if it reached it.

Seeing Victor about to punch him, Danny let go of his wrist and moved his hands to shield his face. He got hit and was pushed along the floor for about a meter, but when he lowered his arms he was grinning. He raised the hand with which he grabbed Victor, only to reveal a metallic chain sprouting out of his palm. The chain was linked to a handcuff that Danny managed to place on Victor's wrist. He then used the same hand to grab a nearby table's leg, leaving a cuff on it as well. Victor was now cuffed to a table. "Your fists might be big, but you're no match for my Ori Ori powers!" Danny laughed, revealing the source of his powers. Reacting to Victor's second punch, Danny sucked and attempted to grab Victor's other wrist in order to leave a handcuff on it as well.

Gregor took a step back after Ahab dodged his punch. The old man clearly had more to him than he showed. "Uhmmm..." Ahab said in response to Victor's question. "Yes, no, I don't know just pick your favorite answer and stick with it boy, formality is for cowards" Ahab answered, he had no idea what was the right answer to Victor's question, but it didn't bother as much as it should have. "Don't you dare run a business when you're facing me!" Gregor shouted. His skin turned red again, this time almost cherry red. Steam was starting to rise form his skin, and the air around him seemed to get a lot hotter. "I will reduce you to ashes!" Gregor shouted before launching another fist at Ahab, this time a boiling fist, Gregor was an Atsu Atsu user. Ahab dodged that fist as well. "Extinct Kick!" He said before raising one of his legs into a powerful kick. The sight of a man as old as Ahab actually kicking someone was odd. His kick connected, making Gregor flinch and skid along the floor for a few meters, but the one who was shouting in pain was Ahab. "Holy hell it's like kicking a fire!" Ahab said as he held his foot up so he could cool it off with his breath. A red burn was visible on his foot.

Victor merely nodded at Ahab's reply, before returning his attention to his opponent, and to his suprise at table trapper in a hand cuff to his wrist. Quickly after Danny gloated about his devil fruit powers Victor sighed in annoyance, before replying in a tired voice; "You really should reserve you devil fruit powers like me, in fact im a swordsman and i've only punched you so far."He then quickly feinted a sideways punc at the man in an ttempt to hit him with the table connected to his wrist, while side-stepping his opponents attempt to grab his spare wrist once again, and began reaching for his zweilhander, the large sword almost the same size Victor himself, that was intended to be wielded with both hands. The mercenary grabbed the hilt with his free hand and began to unsheath his blade.

Blake found his fists met with a strong blade like ones he'd seen before and smiled letting a fang poke from between his lips.
"Seems you've learned the pain a blacksmith's punch can hold." As Bronco brought his sword down towards Blake the whistling due to the speed at which the blade came at him hurt his ears. Blake pulled a face as his ears hurt then realised he'd better protect himself, being the old man he was who refused to back away, Blake gripped his kukri knife with his other hand and brought it up quickly from under his cape to meet with bronco's sword.

He felt such a strong blow come into contact with his own blade and was surprised by the strength behind it. "Your stronger than you look." said Blake as he grinned easily holding back Bronco's attack with his left hand being his weakest arm, he found it funny how a criminal such as him hadn't been caught by the Marines yet. If this was his full strength then if he ever planned on beating him he would have to get much stronger.

Grinning at Bronco with his one fang pointing upwards and his right hand still free and clenched tightly from using black fist Blake.
Black Fist shouted Blake as he swung his right fist forward towards Bronco's chest then up into his chin hoping to knock him off balance.