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[blazin alphonse]

The young prince had left the security of ship, for two reasons. One, to come and find the Captain of World Eaters, and Two to save his Captain. Without Jasper, things simply didn't fall into place as they had. Though as a replacement Alphonse was skilled enough to keep the crew alive and keep them out of a marine ambush. Though news had reached the streets of the Captain Nasin bringing the Captain to Marineford. The HQ of the Marine's wasn't a place that simply could be overthrown by a small band of pirates. An army of pirates would stand a chance against the marines at-least, thus Alphonse was brought to his knees to ask World Eaters for their assistance in this war. Taking his rifle on his back, the previous marksmen entered the empty streets of Lougetown. Midnight, was the hour that they would meet.

"We don't have much time Niro, they wont wait forever to execute him. Eli make sure our meeting isn't interrupted.

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Alphonse palmed a signal to Eli, the swordsmen of Blazeblue to keep an eye out for marines well the meeting took place at the heart of the town. The gullitine glistening in the moonlight behind the young man. The world was about to learn what happens when they mess with the future pirate kings crew and friends. Adjusting his pistols at his hips, he made sure his position did not display weakness. A stoic pose, with hands ready to to remove a weapon at any second. This was his first meeting with World Eaters, it was time to make an impression on them. The crimson shades that his captain wore proudly displayed across his eyes, the logo of the Blazeblue pirates on his back, a strand of scarf tied around his arm.

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[NARUKAMI NAGATAKA]

It wasn't his fault that Jasper allowed himself to be captured. And yet Niro didn't care about that. He considered Jasper a friend, an ally, a bro he would back up as much as one of his own crew. If Jasper blew the horn, calling war upon the nations, Niro would be there at his side. That's what strong crews did for each other, in some sort of... "pirate's alliance".

Besides, there was no one of their caliber to stop him, except for perhaps Eternus Deus. Niro feared none of the marine divisions, not even the Division 9, who's purpose was ending it. They'd be the reinforcements arriving to crush any pirate resistance, be they rookies or at the top. And still he had to make a greater name for the World Eaters. He was dangerous, yes, but not at the top, not yet considered a "Supernova" or a "Yonkou". Maybe after this prison break. Two of the world's strongest pirate crews assaulting the Marineford would be pretty damn epic.

"We're ready to wreck shit when you are."

Niro seemed to literally morph from the darkness, garbed head to toe in black clothing; tight pants, jacket with popped color, tight undershirt barely concealing hard, chiseled muscles. As a matter of fact, he did phase from the darkness, ripping a portal from his own personal extra dimension, created thanks to the Yami Yami no Mi's powers. Javier stepped out with him, the two prepared for war.

[CAPRICIA GIVANTI]

I DON'T NEED YOUR FUCKING HALO

can't you see i'm no one's angel

[atrb=style,border-top: 8px solid #333333; border-bottom: 8px solid #333333; border-left: 3px solid #b1b198; border-right: 3px solid #b1b198;][bg=7b3636][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,420,true][atrb=width,20%][atrb=vAlign,top]     Capricia wasn't surprised to see the meeting already underway. Cap'n has asked her to check around for anything that would interrupt. She had the element of inconspicuous looks at her side. I mean think about it, who would assume this petite little blonde girlie would be a member of one of the strongest, if not the strongest, pirate crew on the seas? An added bonus, none of the "Wanted" posters had her picture yet so she wasn't as... Conspicuous as her fellow World Eaters. Any who had tried to document her face had been... Well... Let's just say their heads were a bit heavier with two bullets between the eyes. Apparently Alphonse had done the same with his swordsman, asking him to make sure no one interrupted. She hadn't seen anything, and walked back to her crew mates to find an agreement had taken place. She was pleased with the reaction. Not that it mattered if she wasn't; after all, cap'n says jump, she asks "how high?". That is just how shit got done in the pirate world. The captain's word is law, and there is no option to decline. She liked it that way; it kept things simple. No one pussyfooting around or going through thirty different people to get the job done. One order, and one execution of that order. No ifs, ands, or buts about it. She watched as Jav materialized out of the darkness. It never ceased to amaze her, the power of that damn devil fruit. Like her captain she was dressed for the occasion in all black. She had on a pair of black shorts, a black cut-off tanktop, and her favorite black combat boots. The boots weren't really traditional seeing as they were formed to fit her long legs, and went up to mid-calf. Just because she was a pirate didn't mean she didn't want to look hott as she pillaged and murdered those that got in the crew's way. Her hair was pulled up, the golden locks falling to just above her rump. Azure eyes, the seafoam color of the ocean, watched the crew behind Alphonse. She was looking for any stray movement. After all... Alliance or not, they were still all just pirates. At her hips, both guns were sitting happily in their brown leather holsters. The same brown leather, this one a shoulder strap, attached her flintlock rifle to her back. All in all, she was a pretty menacing sight for a female. Her senses were on hyper alert. She didn't want there to even be the option of a marine seeing this. Capricia was always up for a good marine killing, but at this hour of the night it would draw too much attention. The air was too quiet, save for the salty winds that blew in from the ocean. Her hair was on end, but she ignored it. She wasn't scared... More like... Excited. Running through streets flowing with the blood of her enemies would be all too much fun for her.

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[DOCTOR KHAYAL A. RHODE]

The bridge had been built, the captain of the World Eaters had arrived around the corner, stepping forth from the darkness of the night to introduce himself and his crew. Despite rumors of the relation between the Captain, and Niro. They must have been good friends, or at least respected each others power, as the man with ivory hair accepted Alphonse's request. Marineford now had the force of Blazeblue and World Eaters coming at them, this surely wasn't enough, but it was better then their previous attempt at breaching the impenetrable walls of Marineford. The young doctor, also taking up the responsibilities of the missing crewmen, having become navigator as well as she withdrew scrolls wrapped with satin.

"World Eater's. take these you will need these."

The young girl briefly introduced herself while tossing the scrolls at the Captain. Within one was the new flag revealing their allegiance, the symbol of World Waters embalzed with the Captains signature sunglasses and wings of the Phoenix. The young lass had sewn it herself, the other holster held the map with the most direct route and assault path on the Marine fortress. "Niro, Alphonse, please bring him back, I beg you." the strong maiden nervously awaiting the break made by her silence. They were about to begin a war beyond any that had been seen by the marines and pirates for years. The doctor may appear fragile, but she was hardened as anyone in Blazblue, she was more then capable then taking on twenty marines at once.

[Robyn Wood]

The women took strides towards the gathered group, the scarlet angel approaching them slowly. A Senkiru placed on her back, a crimson cloak wrapped around her figure, the signature golden sunglasses marring her gorgeous eyes. The azure pools gathering on the new first mate and captain of Blazeblue, as her voice found its escape through her soft lips. "Am I too late to save the idiot.

[/color]" Robyn politely intruded, her ebony laced gloves touching her umbrella that she held in gentle touch. The attractive women was non other then the First Mate of Blazeblue. Almost as if the others had seen a spirit, Alphonse and Rhode were drawn back but excited to see her, as she had spent time perfecting her training to aid Jasper. "why did he have to get himself captured like a big moron.[/color]" she cursed at the sea-foam painted leader of her's.

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[blazin alphonse]

Niro arrived just on time, as the cue from the waning moon brought forth the soul dabbled in shadows. The Captain of World Eaters was just like Jasper, cursed by Devil Fruit. Though it was that devil fruit that gave strength to either man, the power of darkness for the young Niro, and the blessings of a Phoenix for Jasper. With the arrival of Rhode, and the maps to counter attack against Marineford the true movements had been made to attack the Marine HQ and save the man they all shared common interest in. Alphonse nodding in respect for the Captains quick answer, the young boy didn't have to get on his knee's and beg for his help. Though it was the arrival of the next soul that spooked the replacement captain. The second longest member of Blazeblue, Robyn. The first mate to Jasper, the women came closer to the two pirate crews. The symbol of their Captain worn around her figure.

"We are starting to rally an army of troops aren't we. I will forever be in your debt Niro to World Eaters.

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Alphonse stated to the Captain as he observed the newcomers from the side of World Eaters, a blonde women with dual barreled revolvers, the marksmen of Blazeblue captivated by the women and her weapons, however Robyn quickly snapped him back into reality. His strong gaze moved back to Niro. His hands cross his chest in the signature pose of the man they wanted to rescue. "We will attack in six days, not only this, we will come from the front, dead center. Jasper would be embarrassed if we didn't charge at the Marines with everything we had from the front. We will pierce the heavens with gunshots and our battle cry. They dont know who the hell they are messing with.[/color]" Alphonse began to laugh, the young man a true heir to he Captain as he mirrored him in more ways then one. The young man sticking his hand into the air, a new stoic pose forming, "any problems Niro?

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[NARUKAMI NAGATAKA]

The arrival of Capricia harkened the arrival of a pair of individuals, both of the crew who's captain Niro was officially agreeing his support with. With this group of individuals, the marines stood little chance. This was his dream, his destiny. His will. They would not win this upcoming war because they had the strongest army under their command. No, they would achieve victory because it was already laid out in history, destined to happen like everything else in their world. The blue haired girl handed him two things, a flag to show their new alliance and a world map bearing the directions to the Marineford and a plan of the assault. To be honest, Niro didn't require the map. As an officer he had spent some four or five years in the Marineford and around it. He knew the route to and from that place like it was on the back of his hand, or even better an analogy, the body of his crew-mate Capricia, or even Naomi. They were good to have around. "Don't worry, he'll be back. Niro said with a light smile. And with that, he turned back to Alphones.

"When I attack the Red Line, be there. That is all I ask of you."

He drew out a cigar, a big fat one, and a lighter. Biting the end of said cigar, he let it in an almost ritualistic manner with his lighter, opening and closing it with a, simple practiced flip of the wrist. He held the body of the blunt, drawing in a big hit of the smoke and blowing it out before him. The tobacco calmed his calms, or the echoes of a perhaps a little bit of anxiety. He wanted this fight. "No problems. I am prepared for war. Let us begin.

[CAPRICIA GIVANTI]

I DON'T NEED YOUR FUCKING HALO

can't you see i'm no one's angel

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[NAOMI KAISER]

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❚ NAOMI COULD NOT SAY

[/color] that she was particularly close with Jasper, the captain of the Blaze Blue pirates, but anything that was deemed important by her own captain, Niro, was important enough for her. At quarter to midnight she found herself down in her little doctor's cabin, preparing a medicine kit in the case that any of them got hurt- she didn't want to hold herself responsible for not being prepared in the case they died, so she could say that she gave them all the medical attention that she possibly could and that death had been inevitable. She was clad in a pair of black spandex shorts that clang to her thighs like a second skin, a pair black high heels,a black and white shirt and over that a black and white jacket. Nestled in a holder behind her back were her staff and her katana- she didn't plan on just standing there, waiting for someone to get injured- that wasn't her style. She planned to fight too.

After filling the medicine kit to the brim, she picked it up and slid it into a backpack that she would also carry on her back. She managed to maneuver it so she could still easily reach her katana and staff if needed. It was 10 minutes to midnight when she found herself unboarding from the ship, the wind blowing her long black hair. Her blue eyes and overall dark clothes managed to blend in with the darkness that shrouded her in it's cloak. Before she walked deeper into Loguetown, she took time to look up at the moon, the only thing that seemed to keep the town from being fully shrouded in darkness. 'I'm doing this for you, brother' she thought and make a heart up at the sky with her hands before she took off to the meeting spot.

Naomi's brother was the only reason she had become a pirate in the first place. He was two years older than her and ever since they were young he had gone on about wanting to be a pirate and sail the world, even though the two of them knew it would never happen. Her brother had been diagnosed with leukemia at the age of 10 and by the age of 14 he had died, his last words being for Naomi to carry on his dream and she had vowed to do this. Tears threatened her eyes and she even let a few fall before she neared the meeting place and stopped, wiping her eyes off and trying to clear her head before she confronted the other pirates. Taking a deep sigh, she headed to the meeting spot, her blue eyes shining as she walked over toward the acting captain of Blaze Blue and her own captain.

"Captain Niro, I'm reporting in. I've brought all the supplies we'll need"

As she said this she patted her provisions pack and sat it down on the ground until time for them to go. Until then, she pulled a wipe out and unsheathed her sword, the blade gleaming in the moonlight. She then began to clean.



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[GEKIGAMI]

have you heard of the big bad wolf?

that lives to steal and eats for pleasure

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[LICH T. NOIR]

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[atrb=style, background: #000000; padding 8px; cell spacing: 4px; opacity: 0.5] Captain had decreed that the crew was going to help save Jasper so here they were. Armed to the teeth and ready to roll. Why the captain wanted to rescue someone who was fighting for the same position as him, the pirate king, Lich had no idea. Had the decision been his own Jasper would just be left to the hands of the marines. Pretty much the only reason Lich was even there with the rest of the crew was just to make sure that Niro didn't die. Who would pay him if he died? It was in his best interest that Niro lived and if that meant rescuing some fool as quickly as possible to expose his captain to as little harm necessary then that's what that meant. Of course Lich would enjoy fucking with the marines on their home turf. That was just a bonus to this ridiculously stupid plan. Honestly what pirate just pops up at marine ford's front gates looking for a fight. There was going to be a blood bath of epic per-portions; and here Lich had just about gotten the blood stains out of his clothes. Poor little marines wouldn't know what hit them when the whirlwind of death known as Lich arrived at their door step. A quick systems check showed everything was functioning properly. The killing machine was well oiled and time tested; patents wouldn't be needed since none got close enough to be able to copy Lich's handiwork without dieing. As the others prepared for battle Lich assumed his position to the rear of the Captain. If anyone made an attempt on his life they would be swiftly dealt with.