Not intentionally. But stuff happens. [He was made an example of, then made a martyr of sorts, and all because he's the son of the former king of the pirates. No amount of blood was enough for the world government, even before he was born people were tracking his mother down. Trying to ensure that the blood of that dreaded man would no long exist in this world.
The war will never really end. Not until the World Government is toppled and corruption ends. So Ace just nods, and goes on to the unpleasant conversation of how little available piracy options are here in Genessia.]
We both are. My brothers here too, and they're doing whatever they can to get by. We're still a crew, still brothers in arms, but it's just in bond and sentiment now. Piracy is over for us here. It's just impossible, no matter how badly I want it. I could try what Pops did, grab up some territory to protect and go on with piracy on land to keep it safe and funded, but it's not like it'll be the same. This is the closest I've been to the ocean since I died, and it feels like a dream, but it's just a fantasy. That's part of why I want this to go so well, it's something that makes me feel like I used to. Like that life never ended. [Ace laughs, softly.] Kinda a last hurrah to the seas.
[Ace is so used to talk of his death at this point that it's become something casual in a way for him. He still wakes up with nightmares if he sleeps alone, still panics at the smell of burnt meat, still struggles from time to time. But when it comes down to it, he died. Everyone dies someday. And few get the chance to come back from that.
Bastien's cheerfulness brings up a real and happy smile to Ace's face. This is another thing that he missed from back home, the comradeship that comes from having a team of leaders in a crew too massive to run smoothly with anything less than divisions each with their own commander. A pirate fleet, Pops really went all out and impressed. And this feels a little more now like how it did back then. All of the division commanders shared responsibility, and pulled together to run the ships like well oiled machines.] Yeah! I wanna see how good the dreaded Devilfish is. Between the two of us, we'll keep this mess of a crew in order.
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The war will never really end. Not until the World Government is toppled and corruption ends. So Ace just nods, and goes on to the unpleasant conversation of how little available piracy options are here in Genessia.]
We both are. My brothers here too, and they're doing whatever they can to get by. We're still a crew, still brothers in arms, but it's just in bond and sentiment now. Piracy is over for us here. It's just impossible, no matter how badly I want it. I could try what Pops did, grab up some territory to protect and go on with piracy on land to keep it safe and funded, but it's not like it'll be the same. This is the closest I've been to the ocean since I died, and it feels like a dream, but it's just a fantasy. That's part of why I want this to go so well, it's something that makes me feel like I used to. Like that life never ended. [Ace laughs, softly.] Kinda a last hurrah to the seas.
[Ace is so used to talk of his death at this point that it's become something casual in a way for him. He still wakes up with nightmares if he sleeps alone, still panics at the smell of burnt meat, still struggles from time to time. But when it comes down to it, he died. Everyone dies someday. And few get the chance to come back from that.
Bastien's cheerfulness brings up a real and happy smile to Ace's face. This is another thing that he missed from back home, the comradeship that comes from having a team of leaders in a crew too massive to run smoothly with anything less than divisions each with their own commander. A pirate fleet, Pops really went all out and impressed. And this feels a little more now like how it did back then. All of the division commanders shared responsibility, and pulled together to run the ships like well oiled machines.] Yeah! I wanna see how good the dreaded Devilfish is. Between the two of us, we'll keep this mess of a crew in order.