Sabaody. Grove 13. Zekes Parlor.
A Glass hit the counter as Zeke had downed his 30th shot of whiskey. He shined off an entire handle of the stuff and was currently leaning against the bar. Trying to get Dahlia to fill him up again
"Zeke." She began "You need to get a hold of yourself!"
"Doll." He rested his head. Hand limply holding the glass "I couldn't do anything. Nothing at all. Those poor kids. They're gone." He said as the glass tipped over
"Zeke. You're wallowing for no good reason." She said with a hand on her hip. Suji next to the man, nose upturned at the pungent smell of booze in the air
"We've already talked about this for hours! You succeeded in holding off the Admiral and Getting that Gold Boy to falter himself."
Through out the entire battle that had taken place hours ago when the Red Sashes had been Eradicated at the hands of the Royal Marshal Privateer, Benjamin Condent, Kinjiro was being forced to hold back and away from Condent due to knowing that if he interfered there was a good chance the Marshal would do the same to him.
Along with the fact that Murausagi, the Purple Hare Admiral, was being stalled and was stalling zeke during their encounter.
"And besides. What was it that you had said about Condent?" Suji asked
"Oh right." Zeke wiped an eye "Many years ago, there was an interview or something with Condent. Something about an Analysis of his abilities. The Nikyu Nikyu fruit. The Ability of Repulsion."
"Obviously many people didn't believe in devil fruits. But those that did were told one thing. Condent's favorite way of dispatching pirates was by using his fruit to disintegrate people. Repelling their atoms apart until dust was left behind…"
"But as it was figured. That the other most common way. Was teleportation. When those pads of his touch you. A Reaction occurs at the Speed of Light. Causing you to instantaneously be sent flying. One Pirate who experienced it said he had to be moving at an incredible pace."
"It took three days for him to travel. Another however said that they never even experienced time passing!"
Suji cocked a bro "That many people have survived against Condent?"
"Well. Given that unless the orders are given. Most of those pirates just ended up in a jail cell. Or on a beach alone. Surely many more starved that way. Maybe that dog of the government wanted them to suffer…."
"And what else? Zeke you've drank so much that you're ignoring the biggest thing." Doll put a cigar in her mouth and began to puff on it.
"Right! Right…The Thing Condent said to me…" Zeke rolled the glass on the table with a finger before sitting up and yawning. "He said…'Have Faith. They aren't dying yet. Their Time has only just begun.'"
"Condent really said that though?" Suji Asked
"Sure as shit heard it myself." He rubbed his checks quickly to wake up "Which tells me, that for whatever reason. Consent doesn't want them dead. But also tells me that he's seen something in them that he wants to see grow and flourish. But I can't help but kick myself in the ass for letting them all get so hurt anyway…"
"Condents had a nasty mean streak from what rumors say about him. But clearly more meets the eye to him than just that. I doubt that he sent them all to the same place. And I doubt that they were sent into the New World. That's Condents Territory as a high caliber marshal."
"What do you mean by High Caliber?" Suji asked.
"Eh. I'll Tell you later. But right now…I can't stop thinking about what that captain is currently up to…"
The Paw Paw Fruit can send people away on contact. The Reaction Occurs at the Speed of Light. Depending on the Distance, and by which the decision of the User. The Travel TIme can be a max of 1 hour. And a minimum of 3 days
Currently However. The Latter is True.
As Falcon D. Leroy, the Captain of the Red Sash Pirates was currently soaring through the air.
He had been in and out of consciousness for all the three days. The longest he was awake was only an hour. But then, he just fell back asleep. His stomach would growl, he would wake up, and then fall back asleep
His mind was utterly blank as he soared. Night to day, day to night. It all went by so quickly. He honestly thought that he was dead, dying, or in the after life. But to him. It didn't matter. He just kept thinking back to the crew…Watching the dust of their bodies being disintegrated right before his eyes.
Tears continued to streak down his cheeks as stared into the sky. Just thinking, thinking, thinking, and thinking more. He fell into a depressive sleep that did nothing to energize him unless he was asleep for one of the myriad of times he was unconscious for nearly 12 hour in between the short stints of restless rest.
"They can't…Can't be…gone…" He continued to mutter like a mantra. But eventually-
KLATHOOM!
The Ground Exploded as he finally landed! Dust erupting and a shock wave going out for what seemed to be miles! But the crater was not large enough for such a shockwave. It appeared as if a wolf's paw swiped into the ground the moment it made its print
Leroy laid sprawled across the ground. The crater was large enough to hold him in the palm of the paw.
Around him was…a Forest. Tall cypress trees, and Coniferous trees around him. It wasn't a jungle. But it was thick. The grass was lush and green. It wasn't as thick as that of the jungles he'd been in before. Certainly not like that of Desmare. The clouds above looked different. It definitely wasn't Desmare. The sounds of birds chirping told him that there was life on the Island…
Leroys body was sore. His muscles roaring in protest, knees aching and ratcheting like gears that were corroded in rust. Each breath he took was…Hard.
A secondary BOOM suddenly sounded off next to him! Another smaller paw print was in the ground…it was…the- Root Beer from before.
His fingers clasped the liter as he held it up. Hearing the slight fizz from within. "Heh…Heheheh…Heheheh! HAHAHA! HAHAHA!" He reeled his head back and laughed hard he stumbled back and forth.
His head hung as he stumbled forward… "Gotta…Find them…Have to find the crew…" He kept muttering to himself in the depressive haze in his mind that fogged every thought. Wandering deeper and deeper into the Forest. Jug in hand…a reminder. Of them.