Chapter 17: An Island Somewhere On The Grand Line

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"A disguise?" You asked while holding up a black cloak and giving Law a puzzled look, "I feel like I'm going to stick out more wearing this."

It had been approximately two days after the night of the meeting, and once Bepo informed Law of the approaching island it was prep time. In the two nights of sharing a room with Ikakku she had made several attempts at trying to talk with you, with each and every single one you immediately shutting down. In those same days, you were forced to follow Bepo around for the most part, either cleaning or doing mundane tasks. With Law shut in his office or hiding out in his room, this was the first you were seeing of him.

"Just put it on, I don't need you being recognized. This plan can't have any screw ups," Law ordered you while aggressively pointing a finger your way. You narrowed your eyes, but did as you were told and slipped the black cloak around your shoulders as Law did the same. "This too," he said while handing you a pair of black glasses which you took with a displeased look.

"I've never been outside of Dressrosa until recently, I don't think anyone there will know me," you said while placing the glasses on your face, the room becoming a few shades darker.

"Don't forget that you're also a pirate now," Law said as he slung his katana over his shoulder, "which means if I get recognized, the marines will surely assume you're apart of my crew." He then lifted his own glasses above his eyes slightly, "then you'll have your own wanted poster. Doflamingo will see it and he'll tighten his operations, he'll know I'm looking into his business."

"Okay captain we're ready to go!" Penguin announced his groups arrival with Shachi and Uni in tow behind him. The five of you were standing in a room just before the exit on the submarine, it already emerged and docked secretly on the island.

"Good," Law nodded as he placed his glasses back over his eyes. "You three keep a low profile, no getting in trouble," he said while opening the heavy door, it creaking loudly as he did so. "I trust your transponder snails are in working order?" He asked once the five of you hopped onto shoreline.

Penguin held up his transponder snail, its eyes opening when he presented it, "seems to be working," he confirmed with a smile.

"Sorry I'm late!" Bepo shouted while scrambling to get out of the submarine with worried eyes as he hopped off and ran to catch up with your group.

Law rubbed his temples with a frown, "maybe it's better if you don't go into town. Try and find someone to ask about the log pose around here instead." Law stated while looking Bepo up and down in realization of him being a notorious mink.

"Yeah buddy," Shachi approved with a nod, "y'know... being a big bear might make you stand out and all." His observation caused Bepo to hang his head and agree solemnly while bowing slightly.

"Okay, we know the meet up time is to be here exactly at six o'clock," Law informed as he looked at everyone's faces, "any one who is late will be on bathroom duty for the next week." He added with a smirk after hearing a few groans from Uni and Penguin, the two whispering, "there goes our plans on scouting out for cute ladies."

Law gave you a nod as he turned and began walking down the coast, you looking back at the other four members before disembarking to catch up with your captain. The walk was uncomfortably silent, the only sound you could hear was that of the blowing wind and a seagull every now and again squawking overhead as you followed behind Law. Eventually the two of you made your way into town, Law outstretching an arm and forcing you to back into a brick wall as he flattened himself against the same wall and peeked over the edge.

"See those marines?" Law whispered while motioning to a group of marines, chatting amongst themselves with rifles in hand. "We can't have them spotting us, but I need to hear what they're saying in case it's something we should know," he explained as he glanced your way.

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