With different eyes

Training and other problems

"How did you dodge?" I ask, still disturbed by what had happened. "It was a reflex, when I saw the barrel I wanted to jump to the side. And my body reacted," Ace explains, irritated. Another rule? Reflexes takes over Ace? But wait a minute, that can't be right, otherwise he would have been able to break the fall at the sea, too.

I see a hand appear in my field of vision. I look up and see Marco holding out his hand to me. He has again such a strange look on his face. I grab the hand and let myself be pulled to my feet, but my thoughts are still on what just happened. What is happening here? First the dream, I blush again at the thought, and now Ace can control his body again. Whereby? "Ace please try to move the right arm," I ask the fire fist. Nothing happens. "Have you tried?" I ask Ace. "Yes," he grumbles. None of this makes any sense. I sigh and see that Marco is still standing in front of me. What does he want? His look is creepy, I think. "I don't know, but I know that look never means anything good," Ace shudders. "Yes?" I then ask our torture master aloud. He suddenly starts to grin very diabolically. Okay fear? "I think it's better if you get combat training so that if the worst happens, you can defend yourself until someone helps." He explains to me with a grin. I look at him blankly. "Rejected!" was my response to that. "That wasn't a suggestion, it was an order." Says Marco still grinning. By now everyone has turned their attention back to us. "Even if Gol D. Roger would order me to do that personally, dancing naked on the deck, my answer remains the same: NO!" I give. Uhh I think I've frightened a few people. Here and there I see green faces, Ace whines and even Whitebeard looks a bit disturbed. What do they have to imagine about this? It's their own fault. Only our soup chicken hawaii remains unimpressed and drags me to the middle of the deck. Does he think I'll join in?

As soon as he lets go of me, I use a popular tactic of three-year-olds in the supermarket: I sit down on my four letters and cross my arms stubbornly. All that's missing is that I start to whine. "Please don't" comes from Ace. I had to grin at the idea of Ace, alias Lucia, squatting insulted on the floor of the Moby Dick and whinging to himself. The best thing for me to do is to roll over and pound the floor with my fists. "Lucia!" it comes warningly from Ace. "Did I ever listen to that?" I ask Ace. He snorts. I have forgotten something. Ah yes our dearest soup chicken. He just looks at me, unimpressed. I wonder if Whitebeard forgot to give him his crackers. Would explain the bad mood of the parrot. I grin. But it flies off my face when I see his arms turn into burning wings. He's not going to, is he?

And how he will. I can already see him rushing towards me. I wanted to dodge, but once again I'm too slow. I see myself flying over the deck as the phoenix lifts its leg to kick. Then there is a bang. I blink in confusion as I see that I blocked his leg with my right arm. How did that happen now? "Ace, was that you?" I ask him. "Yes" he says. Ok, we have to clarify that too. But first the phoenix has priority. He goes after me again and even has the audacity to give me instructions. Who has chosen him, as a teacher? Were they drunk? I look in the direction of Whitebeard and he raises his sake jug to his lips. Well, that proves this theory. Too bad I didn't watch out for the phoenix again, because he's about to give me a punch. But again Ace dodges and I am spared a bump. That he lands so few hits, a miracle that he is vice, I think. "He takes it easy, he doesn't even attack a little seriously" Ace informs me. Mentally I hit myself in the head. Of course he's holding back. I think Ace mentality is getting contagious. "HEY!!!" comes the indignant exclamation of the fire fist. I grin. Stupidly, we both weren't paying attention at that moment, which is why I concede a free flight across the deck. I slam my back against the railing and it breaks. Instinctively, I turn in the air so that I dive feet first into the sea. I swim back to the surface and already see that some people are standing at the railing to jump after me. Oh, did I forget to mention that?

In any case, a bunch of statures stand on the railing and look stupid, but no one gets the idea to hand me a ladder down. Very nice. Even Marco is standing there looking puzzled. "Could someone please throw down a ladder? The water is cold and it's not that pleasant to swim down next to a huge ship." I call upwards, waking everyone from their state of shock. I hear shouts and then finally someone throws down a ladder. I climb up on the ship and look angrily at the reason for my involuntary bath. Only Marco is not interested. He comes up to me and asks: "How can you swim in spite of the devils power?" the substitute dinner asks me. I just roll my eyes. Bah wet clothes stick so disgustingly to the body, I think. Ace laughs and Marco gets mad because I ignore him. I have to grin as I see Marco's eye start to twitch. But since I've already taken enough of a beating today, I answer Marco: "Well, I've never eaten a devil fruit" He raises his eyebrows in question and asks me to continue with a hand gesture. I explain my theory and he nods. I wanted to finally put on dry clothes, since I was quite cold. I'm about to make my way to my cabin when Marco grabs me by the arm. "Where do you think you're going?" he asks calculatingly. "I was going to put on something dry." I say, tugging on my arm. "What about your workout? A little water like that won't hurt you." He says with a grin. Ok he's crazy if he thinks I'm going on now. I wish I was a woman again, then I could talk my way out of it, I think. "How?" Ace asks curiously. Oh, I bet he wishes he hadn't asked. "It's simple: I have my period and abdominal pain" I say with a grin. Only Ace's reaction is completely different than expected. "Yes and?" he asks. Uhh ok most men don't react like that. Rather with awkward silence and not wanting to have anything to do with it. Is he reacting like that because he is a man from another world or a pirate? Ok I have to try that out now. I look at Marco and say, "I have my period and abdominal pain." I see Marco's eyebrows twitch in annoyance and the heads of the surrounding pirates turn red, not looking at me. This is a normal reaction to this sentence!