First post --- Arrival; The Prehistoric Marines Showcase! I rise from my seat in my office, a large high backed leather affair, placed behind a mahogany desk of considerable mass. To the back of this is a large bay window overlooking the ocean surrounding the Marine HQ, a glistening paradise of salty liquid. I move from my desk, staring out to the ocean as I cross to the other side of the room in a few short steps. I hate being cooped up inside all day, but if I need to, its part of the parcel of my exalted rank. When I reach the other side of the room, I fling the light door open, ducking slightly to step out without my head scrapping painfully across the door frame. Today wasnt a time for desk work to be done. Today was an outside day. I step out into the gentle breeze of the HQ, my coat sweeping around my legs, and my slate grey suit pinning itself to my body. I look upwards, towards the sun as it reaches its peek. It has been baking the ground for the past 7 hours or so, but now it was really roasting. I then lower my head slowly, looking into the artificial cove that the official buildings are based around, and the battleships there Time to subjugate some pirates We had received several reports of piracy in the vicinity of the Saboady Archipelago, and a significant rise in underworld tradings, so the area now merits a visit from me, the wrecking ball of the Marine Corps. to level out the spike in pirate activity. Looking now in the direction of the Archipelago, I tense my legs, bunching up the muscles there as I prepare to leap. No sense wasting time here... I mutter efficiently, My deep, assertive voice slipping into a lower register as my eyes are overcome by a flood of liquid gold, a slit pupil appearing in the middle of each one. After shuddering for a few second, two massive bulky grey wings rip from my back, flexing out into a nearly 8 meter wingspan. My skin also becomes visibly darker as I leap into the air, booming through it with the massive thrust granted by my jump and the flapping of my mighty wings granted to me by my devil fruit. After about half an hour of flying I start to approach a land mass, but one that is not the Archipelago. I land on it for a quick rest, seating myself on a flat rock, and stretching out my legs. Im getting too old for this... I mutter mechanically, even though I was not yet 40 years of age. //open rp
Posted on: Tue, 11 Mar 2014 07:52:05 +0000