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WHO: Bastien Courbis & everyone he's trying to rob
WHAT: Pirates are a dime a dozen but this one is crabbier than most and has blue scales.
WHEN: June 17th
WHERE: Genessia City. (Starts at the Bay and eventually more inland)
WARNINGS: Potential violence, possible swearing, and larceny.

Arrival - The Bay

[You know, this isn't the first time Bastien has woken up in someplace damp and murky. Probably won't be the last time either if he somehow keeps evading Death's cold embrace. Of course he wakes with a start, bumps his head against the roof of this cocoon shaped coffin and then falls right into the water the second he scrambles out of it. The typical ritual for a new arrival, yes? Well, Bastien isn't very pleased with being drenched from head to...fins?]

Oh hell...

[A sigh passes through his lips the second he loses his sea legs in favor for a tail and fins. The high tide rolled right in while he was sleeping. This is normally not a bad thing but Bastien was caught off guard the second he escaped the cocoon. So now he's swimming out of this cave carrying his breeches, boots and everything else with him. To say the least, he's annoyed. Especially since drying will take some time after taking a dip within the water.

He's stuck with the turquoise scales and fins for the time being as he washes up towards the pier. The merman turned pirate tosses his belongings up onto the pier starting first with the boots, then the breeches followed by his favorite tricorn hat. He tries to salvage what's left of the Mao Kun map he stole but the damn thing is so waterlogged that it rips apart.

Thoroughly upset and even a little bit befuddled, Bastien climbs up the pillars slowly but surely until he manages to reach the platform above.]

A fine mess you've gotten yourself into now. [The fishy pirate mutters to himself after finally managing to reach the platform. All that swimming he does blessed him with strong arms even if he looks scrawny.] Where the hell am I? I can't tell east from west---

[He pauses suddenly when he catches someone's gaze]

...Hello? [Bastien stares back in mild horror.] Mind not staring, luv?

It's a little off-putting to say the least

A little bit of Thievery

[Genessia is probably the biggest city he ever seen and then some. Even though it took him a few minutes to dry off after his less than spectacular arrival, Bastien finds himself oddly drawn to the peculiar sights and sounds of the city. It sort of reminds him of Singapore/i> vaguely if only because of the endless crowds. Otherwise than that, he doesn't have much to compare Genessia to since the city itself is an entity unlike any others.

While gazing up at the tall buildings like any wide-eyed tourists, someone bumps right into him. Now Bastien is a patient man or rather is patient enough not to instantly slug someone for trying to run him over. However, he's not exactly very forgiving while stressed out of his damn mind. So when the individual accidentally hits him, Bastien takes the opportunity to pick their pockets.

Whatever he grabs could be as mundane as a couple of coins or something more egregious like someone's entire wallet. Nevertheless, Bastien isn't walking empty handed after having some clown trample over him.]

Sorry about that, mate~ [He states with a cheesy grin as he winks at them. Unlike most pirates, he has most of his teeth minus a few gold plated ones.]

No harm done!

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[After pilfering some poor fool's pockets, Bastien decides to treat himself to some new wares. While the money he stole is just enough to get him some much needed food, Bastien still flat broke. That is until the man decides to snatch a few items from neighboring stores and boutiques. So if you see a suspicious man with a tricorn hatreport him. Or maybe if you're feeling a little brave, feel free to apprehend him yourself.

That is if you don't mind getting skewered by his fancy silver and blue hilt sword. Bastien is well armed for a pirate who just washed ashore. While the gunpowder is still wet, he has enough blades on him to compensate. Just be mindful lest you want a dagger at your throat.]

What are ya lookin' at? [The pirate sneers once he catches the gaze of some onlooker.] You best be lookin' at the sky, mate.

Or else.

A Mugging - Late Evening

[It all happens so fast! One minute you're minding your own business and the next you get yanked into an alleyway the second you walk past.]

Your money or your life.

[The demand is quickly followed by the menacing glint of this crazed man's dagger. The cold steel bites at the throat of his victim but doesn't cut it, not yet. Bastien has a steady hand for someone who seems slightly unsteady upon their feet. Adjusting to land after being adrift at sea is a bit of challenge but not one that hinders him.]

I'll ask again. [He presses the dagger harder against their throat.] Your money or your life?

I don't have all evening, luv.

Wild Card

Pick your poison. Feel free to send a PM my way if you want to plot.

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Love, huh? I know I'm cute, but that's a little forward, isn't it? Here you are, demanding things out of me and we just met!

[Ace doesn't seem all that afraid for someone who's been yanked into an alleyway and threatened. Bastien might notice that Ace is abnormally hot, that it might be starting to be uncomfortable just being near to him.

He might want to move that knife. Ace's throat erupts into flames, and the rest of his body soon follows.]

The hell!? [The uncomfortable heat was almost enough to make him back off but the sudden explosion of flames definitely does. What sort of sorcery is this!?

[Magic isn't exactly something common in his world but be damned if it doesn't exist. Bastien is living proof of that. While he might seem like your average cutthroat, there's something notably off about this cocky pirate.]

Just my luck that I'll run into some damnable sorcerer.

[He yanks out a second dagger from his coat and and gets into stance. Due to his Southeast Asian roots, Bastien is in possession of two ornate short kris daggers that have that iconic curvy steel blade. These were a gift from his benefactor. He knows them better than the sword he has at his hip but if push comes to shove, he'll switch styles on a fly.]

I'm not scared of a little bit of fire.

[While he doesn't have much of a chance on dry land, Bastien isn't about to shrink away from a fight.]

Aww, you're hurting my feelings. I was love just a minute ago, and now you're rejectin' me. Too bad.

[Bastien isn't off or strange at all to Ace, and even if he saw him in his full glory he wouldn't raise an eyebrow. His home world is a clusterfuck of unique traits, hidden powers, and more. While Bastien might be interesting and powerful, he's just another person as far as how Ace's world goes. And if he can provide a fight worth having? Hmm, maybe he'll be interesting.] Not a sorcerer. Sorry to disappoint. [Any attempt to cut at Ace will end up simply rushing through flames. He does eye the blades approvingly though, how pretty!]

Yeah, I'm not scared of a bit of fire either. Kinda hard to be in my shoes. [Ace knows damn well that there is very little outside of power canceling abilities or a superior fire based power that can mess with his logia abilities. Meaning he can't be touched at all unless he wants to be. But he hasn't had a good fight in a while and he's been wanting someone to burn.

But if his assailant isn't strong enough, it's just not worth the trouble.] I don't know if we're in the same league, if you know what I mean.

You're a little too hot-headed for my liking, luv. [He's dripping with sarcasm.] I like a little bit of spice but you're too spicy for my liking.

[Trying to figure out a plan of attack is a bit of a doozy for your average man. Bastien suspects he won't get anywhere with just his daggers alone but thankfully, Bastien has more than one trick up his sleeve. He needs an opening though, a means to fool this cuss before springing into action. While the fight is heavily skewed against him, Bastien isn't one to give up.]

Just be a good boy and hand over the shinies. [He says nonchalantly as he pockets one of the daggers.] It might get ugly otherwise, especially since I don't play fair.

[What on earth is this stupid pirate doing? Bastien isn't even sure but even without water, he still has one ability available to him.]

Come on now. [His voice takes on an oddly haunting air to it.] No need to be so difficult.

All I'm asking is some money for the road.

[The power of suggestion is a real deal, especially when hypnotism is involved. Weaving this spell takes a little bit of time for it to take effect. The longer he talks, the stronger the spell becomes. Bastien rarely uses this ability since he has his misgivings about marching sailors to their deaths like his mother done. Still, the pirate likes to play dirty.]

I'm too much for most. It's fine though, I wasn't interested in you to begin with. [He's advancing, testing the waters of what kind of fight this man is capable of further, but then the dagger is put away and he's spoken to so demeaningly. Like he's some kind of child.

Fuck. That.]

A good boy? Hmm. Not for you.

[Ace definitely feels something when his opponent keeps speaking, and he's disgusted at that voice. It's frustrating, and he hates his will being messed with in any way. Worse, only one man is allowed to call him a good boy. And that man is not some dirty criminal. So that builds up and he starts to panic.

So when he strikes out with his flames, it's not just a blast or a regular punch but something that is closer to a small hiken.

He forces out fire in a massive rush, and if Bastien doesn't move fast enough it's going to be very ugly for him.

Too bad for the buildings around them in the alleyway and across the street. It's also drawing no small amount of attention.]

[Just like old times back home, spending his day off, picking something up at a small market, minor stuff, until a spark of fire catches his attention. Seriously, on his day off guys? Yes, he owns a business, but it's still after hours dammit.

His eyes flicker red towards their directions in that moment when Ace unleashes his flames, their powers slowly fading for a moment until they feel nothing, like it vanish. Only when both men seem confuse to what is happening is when a certain capture scarf wraps around both of them and well, since they are so close why not clash them together. Maybe it will knock some sense into them.]

Edited 2019-06-17 20:11 (UTC)

[Karla spends a lot of late evenings strolling down the streets. Perhaps she was still into the habit thanks to her time as a Deputy. But tonight is a bit different from the rest, as she's suddenly yanked into an alley with a knife pressed against her throat. Aside from the initial surprised gasp from suddenly being yanked, she seems oddly relaxed. It shouldn't be hard to see why, with her sword sheathed at her hip. Unfortunately, her current position makes it a bit difficult to draw her sword.]

Now, now, there's no need for that...

[She reaches up to grasp the man's wrist, attempting to push the knife away from her throat.]

[Xayah usually tends to mind her own business. She really does. She likes to shed blood, of course, and without blinking at that, but not where it's not warranted. The guy that got pillaged probably isn't a spring flower, but stealing? In broad daylight?

Three feathers appear underneath her cape and she gives the guy a dark look from beneath her bangs. She'd leave the guy be- but he had to turn and threaten her and she does not do well with threats.]

Or what? [Xayah steps away from the stall she was checking out and her wing gives and threatening flap behind her.] Did I ruffle some feathers?

[At first, Bastien swore his spell was working. The Siren's Song might start off like a weak whisper but the results usually ends in full hypnotism. If Bastien had a little bit more time, he probably would've succeeded in hypnotizing this bloke but unfortunately this overgrown firecracker isn't so easily quelled.]

Oh bugger--- [Bastien was just about to dodge out of the way of that incoming blast when suddenly those flames suddenly dissipate into the wind. A confused hum escapes the pirate. Maybe there's a "god" somewhere out there or just maybe Lady Luck hasn't divorced him yet. Whatever the case, Bastien is quite happy with it.] What happened, hot shot?

Everything went up in smoke!

[He cackles as he grabs both daggers in attempt to throw them. Listen, he's pretty damn good at throwing knives. Not the best but lethal enough. Just when he's about to do so, something snakes around him.]

What the hell---AH!

[The scarf literally yanks the pirate off his feet and sends him flying right towards Ace. Never one to skirt around an opportunity, Bastien headbutts Ace the first damn chance he gets once they're all smashed together.]

A headache for being a headache, damn you!

[SMACK! Another headbutt! Bastien hopes he can break this bastard's nose before the end of this crap.]

Hey!

[Rotty's reflexes were quick, but even she couldn't respond fast enough to completely prevent Bastien's snatch and run. The best she could do was reach out and grasp the back of his shirt.]

[And doesn't seem to be letting go. Even when the voice of the silhouette of the girl vanishes from view.]

[Should he look back she'd find the girl's arm clinging on, waiting for the moment to scuttle up his back to reclaim her wallet.]

[A sword, eh? Bastien notices the sword at her hip and makes a mental note not to let her reach for it. Who knows if she's capable with it or not. The pirate doesn't want to risk losing the upper-hand here.]

You're not in a position to state otherwise, lass. [He mumbles while pressing the dagger a little harder against her throat.] The question is simple, luv.

Your money or your life?

[Oh god. He certainly hopes Karma doesn't strike him dead for this. Robbing women is bad luck in his book but he's in a bind. A real bind. He's been stuck in this city all day with no sign of his crew or ship anywhere.]

That's...an interesting question...

[Her money or her life? She's got plenty of money so it could hurt to part with some. Her life...she kind of needs that. But what's got this guy in such a bind that he has to resort to threatening? It just ain't right.]

Hold on now... [She's reaching down, patting around her sash.] Do you have a pendant? Are you new here?

[Bastien doesn't care what time of day it is since he's in a bit of a mood. The pirate is confident he can outrun the law enforcement here and most of the citizens seem to notice him at all. Or maybe they do and don't care but either way, Bastien is making off like a bandit.

The Karma payback is going to be a hoot and a half but Bastien isn't concerned. He's just gathering "supplies" or so he'll claim.]

You're the only one here sportin' feathers, luv. [The pirate says with a scowl as he reaches for his dagger.] And if you don't get out of here, you'll be cluckin' for mercy.

[Scram, you overgrown hen!]

[It's kind of a blur for Ace, his heart is racing and it went from a fun way to waste some time to a potentially dangerous situation to something that's making him beyond frantic. He's trembling from the moment of his powers fading, and it doesn't stop as he's crashed into Bastien. The first headbutt doesn't register as something he needs to avoid because he's so used to his Logia powers activating and it hits hard. He has blood running down his face by the second and wide confused eyes.

It literally feels like a part of him has been ripped away and taken from him. And he's unable to free himself and he wheezes as his mind warps the situation. He doesn't want to die again. He's not going back to Impel Down. He's not going to die again he can't. And it's hard for him to be rational for a moment, or grasp the situation with the cloth around him and his powers out of reach.

He jerks violently, and pushes himself as far back as he can in one motion. No. No. Gotta calm down.This is Aizawa. He's not a bad guy. He'll help him out.] I fucked up, I know, but-[He is going to put as much distance between himself and Bastien as possible. This isn't a life of piracy anymore, he's got almost everything lost to him here, including his life and he doesn't want to screw things up more than he already has.

Shit.] Aizawa, he's got some weird thing when he talks. I know I went overboard but I was defending myself. I promise!

[Bastien lets out an awful cackle once the girl's voice grows distant. While he detests harming the fairer sex, doesn't mean he won't rob them blind. Still, he can't figure out for the life of him why he feels something tugging at him still. The pirate comes to a slow halt and glances behind him.

It seems the green lass is nowhere in sight, so what the heck is---]

Oh bugger...!

[The pirate lets out a shriek loud enough to shake up the entire neighborhood. There's a hand, a severed HAND on his back! It's green just like the weird girl he ran into. Bastien attempts to shake it off but suddenly the accursed thing starts scurrying up his back like some kind of beetle and Bastien can't stop himself from screaming a second time.]

GETOFF!GETOFF!GETOFF!

[The stupid pirate is jumping around like he has ants in his pants. He tries to shake the damn hand off him but it just keeps scuttling about much to his horror.]

[He knew about Ace and some of his situation. Something stirred when Aizawa immobilized his devil fruit, that much he knew. Bastien was still a fighter, Ace was backing down, that was clear to him. Aizawa fell silent as he studied the men. Before Bastein could take another bite from this dog fight, Aizawa held his scarf tight which bind the pirate. With one arm, he attempt to flung Bastein away, or crash into a wall. Some reason, he pissed Aizawa off.

After the deed was done, Aizawa taken a breath, his long dark hair suddenly drops back down to his shoulders, his red eyes faded to black again as he closed. Slowly, he released the binds of the men, his scarf untangled and returned around his neck. He heard Ace's warning, his eyes fixed on the Siren. 'Weird things when he talks'?]

Damn right. [He spoke under his breath, audible to hear.]

Stay down. [Now his attention drew to the pirate Siren. His hands brushed on the fabric of his scarf.] Continue this I'll drag you to the police.

[For now, his quirk had to recharge. Such a pain.]

[A scoff escapes Bastien once this hot-headed clown tries to pin this all on him, even though...it's his fault. No one told him to go around mugging people, right? Bastien made that decision on his own after getting a little too antsy about his missing crew. He often makes bad decisions when angered and this is no different.]

Quiet! [He snaps once the bloke loosely mentions his abilities. The last thing he wants is for his secret to be out. Bastien still needs to slit the throat of the bloke who spotted him by the pier earlier. No one is allowed to know the truth. No one.]

You started it with all the fire and the flames! I was just askin' politely for charity like any normal pir----EEP!

[The idiot pirate blacks out for a second after being roughly slammed into a brick wall. It takes himself a second to regain his bearings but once he does, some of the fight in him is gone.]

Ow, ow, ow, ow!

[Bastien grips his head in agony, clearly not thinking of fighting now that this sorcerer gotten the better of him.]

Is everyone in this godforsaken world some sort of magician!? [He questions with a snarl as he glares at the men.]

I ought to kick you in the shins!

Edited 2019-06-17 22:38 (UTC)

[The problem with this trick is it wasn't as though she was magically drawn to her limbs. If she couldn't figure out where it ran off to, she'd have the devil of a time getting a replacement. Fortunately, you could be deaf AND two blocks away and hear Bastien's scream.]

[Rotty's no slouch in running either. With a place to go, she's not long on the scene, a wicked smile coming to her face.]

Aw... look at that. Leftie likes you!

[And, apparently quite intent on yanking every part on Bastien that's yankable. Especially hair.]

[Ace isn't the best at obeying orders, but when Aizawa says stay down he's staying down. He refuses to so much as raise up, he needs to drive home the point that he's a victim in this and that he totally doesn't need to go to prison.

And maybe if he's lucky, Aizawa won't tell Smoker about it. That would be almost as bad as jail.

It's kinda nice to see Bastien get slammed though, because seriously the bastard deserves it. He's going to continue playing well behaved here, and enjoy the brutality that got inflicted onto Bastien. Even if it seems pretty harsh. Damn, Aizawa scares him. Not just because of his horrific abilities, but because of his connection to someone that Ace is very much afraid of displeasing.

Shit. He's gotta play this carefully.] You believe me, right? I didn't mean to mess up so bad. I was just freaked out. I thought I could handle him when he attacked me, but then there was that weird thing he did, and I kinda... [He kinda used an ability suited for mass groups and directed it at one person.] You're not gonna tell him, right?

Try that you won't have any to mention.

[Aizawa coldly barked back to Bastein. If Aizawa had an aura now it was flaring red, including his eyes. He made it clear he wasn't playing.

Deep sigh. At least he stopped... whatever this was. Aizawa quietly calmed down.]

Depends what world they came from. [He finally answered.] This world isn't ours, it's Genessia. Think of this as a bigger game with higher level rules and more risks. Of course, you don't have the leisure to leave, you know, if it's too much.

[Aizawa didn't respond yet to Ace, instead he placed a hand on Ace's shoulder.]

[Yeah, that question was a mistake to ask. Sabo has already been on edge here, what with the events and happenings he'd had to endure the past seven months in his last place of residence (albeit forced) so he has little patience.

And this man with the hat that he finds a bit tasteless, compared to his own, is trying to test the small amount of patience he does have.]

Nothing of value. What are you doing?

[He'll pull the pipe out from his back and take a few steps forward.]

[Chuckles.]

[Marco can't help it. It's been twenty-five fucking years since someone pulled this kind of shit with him, and it's kind of nostalgic!! Hell, it's half how he met a few of his brothers like Thatch even!!!]

[He glances Bastien over and checks haki resonance to make sure it's not just a masked version of Shanks or Vegeta's willpower which easily surpassed even Marco's.]

Who's your captain, picaroon?

[Marco isn't a deputy anymore, so he has no pretend responsibility to take care of the people and protect them from other pirates, it's someone else's job now.]

[And while he might not carry himself like a captain, he does have his shirt open brazenly displaying his modified crew tattoo, and an air of immortality that comes off as more than a little cocksure, to say the least.]

[She should have been paying much closer attention to her surroundings as she makes her way home from the studio, but the conversation currently taking place on the device in her hand has her far too pleasantly distracted, and she's used to walking home late as it is.

What she isn't quite used to is being suddenly snatched off her path and into a darker alley, especially with a knife at her throat.

Unfortunately for her attacker, quality time with her best friend has only quickened her reaction time, and-

well. That's an elbow (hopefully) slamming into his sternum and a fist aimed directly for his gut as she twists a split second later, knife be damned.]

Do I have to repeat myself, dear? [The pirate snaps once he doesn't receive a reply.] Your money of your lif---Oof!

[The second he asks, The woman rams her elbow right into the middle of his chest. Bastien staggers immediately, the knife slips from his grasp and clanks noisily against the pavement. For a brief second, he couldn't breathe. A punch to the sternum is no laughing matter and it's even worse if struck by something harder than a fist. Utterly blindsided by the burning sensation constricting his heart, Bastien is nowhere near prepared for what comes next.]

Waaaiiiit! [He screeches hoarsely.] Just wait a minute! We can talk this out---

[Bastien nearly doubles over once her fist slams right into his gut. The woman literally knocked the air out of him. Gasping for air like a fish out of water, Bastien reaches out towards the adjacent brick wall to keep himself upright.]

Tu te moques de moi?! [He mutters under his breath briefly in French as he tries to breathe. He spent the last few years of his life at Saint Barthelemy after fleeing from the South Pacific. So excuse him if he momentarily curses her the hell out in French.]

Edited 2019-06-18 00:49 (UTC)

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