Chapter 42: Chapter 42

Early in the morning on his third day on Jaya, Azul strechted himself and with a giant yawn stepped off of his vessel, beginning his stretching routine that he once again incorporated whenever he landed on an island followed by the practise of some movements to get his tired extremities working, just as the sun peeked over the horizon as if to check if the air was clear enough to rise and shine. After another half an hour Azul was ready for the day and started to think on what to do today. Originally he wanted to find some opponent to fight against but all the pirates on this island seemed so unbelievably fragile that he didn't feel like doing so. Instead he had decided to train a little in solitude, so his skills didn't rust. And so he ventured towards the town once again to buy some breakfast, which tasted alright for his tastes. Could have been worse, for example if he were to cook himself. As he was wolfing down his breakfast and rinsed the remaining food down his throat some kind of argument attracted his attention from the outside. At first he thought it was nothing but the usual morons but then he felt his instincts glow in yearning, making him laugh in delight, earning him a few weird glances from the now slowly hungover pirates that slept in the bar, before walking out of the bar. What greeted him was a group of three men and two women, pirates from the looks of it, standing before a big-ass man with a white shirt and long black hair tied together under some kind of black bandana and a bottle of rum in his hands, occasionally taking a large bite out of a pile of pies. He had a menacing grin on his face, missing a few teeth, and laughing loudly after one of the group of men yelled at him which earned said man a violent fist into his face, making the rest draw their weapons in reaction.