Bluebeard sighed as Roberto announced that all of the other pirates were to be murdered. Why couldn't I just be a bodyguard for a rich buissness man or working as security at bank?, the mercenary sthought to himself as he quickly unsheathed his sword and pushed back Saint Nicholas with the flat of his blade, only to be suddenly set upon by Missy suddenly sending a flurry of kicks towards the large warrior for hire, to which Widdles reacted with a yelp; "Fast Feet!", while Bluebeard attempted to block the kicks with his blade, and was somewhat successful, although ended p with quite a few dents in his armour. But Missy made the ultimate mistake. He kicked Widdles. The treasured pet of the ex-marine was sent hurtling backwards afew feet, to which Bluebeard imedietly lost his calm demeanour and went into a fit of rage. "YOU CROSS DRESSING D**K HEAD! I'M GOING TO CLEAVE DISGUSTING FACE RIGHT OFF YOUR NECK!", the mercenary bellowed as he suddenly inhaled deeply and quickly saying the words; "Bad Breath Blast!", before quickly exhaling a cloud of poisonous spores at his opponent, and then began slashing at the okama relentlessly and mancily.