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Ren sighed, as he pulled his sack of his back and would pull out his knives. These were the only weapons he had as a backup for if he could not use his sword. He was pretty handy with a knife, as pretty much any pirate would need to be handy with multiple weapons or skills. He would flip one into the air and catch it, sighing lightly. He did not have much to go on. He had only 14,000 Beli left, and 5,000 would be taken from the making of his sword. So, he figured, that probably joining a pirate crew would be best for him. He could meet powerful swordsman across the seas, in distant lands, and have a far better shot at his goals. He smiled a bit, and would flip the knife once more, catching it by the blade. "It's settled then."
[4/8 Waiting]

(The building was on fire.... how did you freeze it? You dominating the one element your supposed to be weak against.)

As the shadow man pointed at the place Unda should of been, under a large pile of frozen debris. However, Unda would not fly out towards him. The only explanation for this would be that Unda was not there. In fact, before all the walls had been frozen Unda had escaped out the back, threw a hole that had burned in to it, carrying several bottles, fire, and other building materials that had not yet been reduced to ash. When Taro had created his ice shield Unda had snuck in behind it, carrying all his supplies, a rope tied to his waist that led out of sight.

"hay.... captain Taro. I don't like the navy, that is a fact. But I can respect you as yourself, a great fighter. What do you say we take this guy down, and have our own fight?" Holding up a bottle Unda smiled. "The one thing I hate the most, is a person who interrupts another man's fight."Unda didn't want Taro to get the wrong idea, he still wanted his fight with the Ice man, but the Yami b*****d was starting to get on his nerves. "I think I can work with the navy just this once." Holding the bottle out to Taro he made a blowing motion, wanting the ice user to freeze the bottle, that by now would be smoking.

(Nothing personal Redinal, but you know I hat it when other interfere with a fight of mine.)

"I quit!" Renny screamed as she marched out of the restraunt, throwing down her apron. "I finally have my own ship. I'm so happy!" She said aloud, wiping a tear from her eye. She headed for the port. There was the beautiful caravel, painted green with blue triming. The sails were blank, good thing she was somewhat of an artist because she'll need her own custom pirate symbol. She walked aboard and looked around the ship. "Man, this is awesome!" She yelled, streching her arms up. She decided to, now, start looking for a crew.

She heard a voice from down below and went over to the railing, looking down at a somewhat beautiful young man looking up at her. "Hey there! You look damn sexy. Are you with the Navy?" She asked, knowing that the Navy patrolled the area.

Rednal didn't even attempt to dodge the icicles. He simply stood there, looking relaxed, as they slammed into his body and did absolutely nothing; as they came into contact with his skin, they simply dissolved, victims of his own fruit. By now, his darkness had spread out to encompass the entire town, and it was swallowing everything on the ground at a very rapid pace; little was left now except for the roofs of the buildings. Rednal continued to pump his cursed power into a gravitational pull, enough so that the ice-user couldn't last much longer than another thirty seconds or so against it. One of the deadliest traits of the Cursed Fruit that Rednal had consumed was its general ability to trump other Cursed powers. He couldn't totally defeat a Cursed Fruit attack unless it touched him, but even at a distance, his enemies couldn't resist with their own Cursed Fruit powers for very long.




(( No offense taken. XD ))

Ren smiled a bit, and watched as she examined him. "Great! Now, if it's alright, I'd like to go get my custom ordered sword." He said, as he thought maybe this might impress the Captain a bit. First Mate sounded like a good position for himself. He was rather knowledgeable about ships, typical pirate encounters, and so on. He would then turn a bit, and start walking, chuckling and expecting her to follow. "This won't take too long! Just need to pick it up."

"Of course I do. It's all right here." She told him as she pulled out a sketch of the skull and crossbones and showed it to him. Instead of crossbones, it had lightning bolts behind an evil grinng skull.

The sky was shining brightly as a beautiful, young woman, with flowing, black hair, walked along the sidewalks of Macron Village. She watched as she passed people of different race and social standing. The wind blew by causing her hair to gently ruffly behind her each step. "What a beautiful day..." She mumbled as she passed numerous eateries trying to find a decent looking place where she could partake in a nice big glass of juice since alcohol didn't agree with her.

((2/8 ))