WANTED ALIVE:
SAOIRSE D. LOKLYNN
350,000,000
For serial counts of piracy, terrorism, disorderly conduct, and reckless endangerment
DETAILING OF CHARGES CONFIRMED
-Premeditated arson and destruction of public and private property
-Burglary (armed robbery of public, private, and federal facilities)
-Homicide in the first and second degree (assassination and murder of civilians and world government officials)
-Civilian manslaughter in the first degree
-Battery (aggravated assault of civilians and world government officials) in the first and second degree
-Kidnapping/smuggling of refugees and facilitation of illegal immigration
-Vigilantism (Aiding and abetting of rebel forces)
-unlawful use of devil fruit abilities
GENERAL INFORMATION
Alias:
Starling Saoirse; Previously known as 'Little Red'
Description:
Black haired, 5'1" caucasian, estimated eighteen years of age
Affilation(s):
Current unknown; previously associated with the Red-Haired Pirates
Origins:
Sabaody Archipelago, blood heritage unknown
Notable Abilities/Attributes:
Class paramecia devil fruit: Human-Human fruit, model fairy (Fae-Fae Fruit)
BE WARNED:
This individual is classified as hostile and assumed to be armed and dangerous. Upon sighting, civilians are advised to proceed with extreme caution and take all measures necessary to avoid direct interaction. Inform the nearest law enforcement facility in the event of an encounter.
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The picture was a helluva thing, it really was; hell, the shock hit him so hard, it was almost like the girl had reached out of the poster and physically slapped him. It was a once-in-a-lifetime shot... Only once, though, as in whoever was behind the camera had either retired from the trauma or just straight up died. Kid didn't know if the guy was stupid or brave; What kind of idiot would risk his life like that, put himself in the line of fire just for a shot of the thing that nearly tore the soul from his fucking body? His bosses better give his crazy ass a fucking raise, because no way in hell was the usual pittance worth getting that stupidly close to what looked like a natural disaster disguised as a girl.
It took a lot to unsettle someone like Kid, and a single piece of paper was the last thing he'd have expected to do the trick... but that was before he saw the other stuff.
Now?
Forget the fucking picture, that wasn't shit.
"Fuck," Kid's metallic fingers dug into the paper, warping the words as the page was pulled taught. He raked his right hand through his damp hair and barely even felt the sting of his fingers catching on the tangles.
Killer said nothing as he silently pulled out the desk chair and smugly sat back to enjoy the show.
"Aggravated assault... manslaughter, fucking murder..." the captain listed off in an a absent mumble as he slowly sat up to lean closely over the poster. "Kidnapping. What the fuck did she do to get Kidnapping on her rap sheet...?"
"Probably kidnapped someone," an endlessly amused Killer posited with a tilt of his masked head. "Just a guess. I think my personal favorites are arson and terrorism."
A reluctant smirk lit on the edge of Kid's lips. "...Alright, yeah. Same. But tell me honestly... do you believe it? All of it?" He waved the paper lazily in the air. "Piracy, no shit, but homicide? There's no Goddamn way Bright-eyes dropped a body, the girl's too soft."
YOU ARE READING
A Fairy's Tale (Eustass Kid & OC)
Romance⚠️ Smut & Gore Warning!⚠️ ((Credit to @ShibaLove for the cover!)) Loklynn is a mystery. Struggling with her missing memory while on the run from the Marines, she has no idea where she came from, where she is, or where she's supposed to go. She does...
