❛ she is recognized for roaming the seas at night. as people fall into slumber, she finds peace in the calming water of the night seas. this is a reminder that the seas are dangerous, especially at night.❜
dead of the night...
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THAT NEXT MORNING, you sat in front of a mirror. taking a close look at your new appearance. it has been more than twenty years since you've seen yourself with such hair length. you felt different, maybe letting go of a few feet of hair was a sign to change.
a sign to be free.
"it's okay, cap. i can still style your hair!" theo beamed as he styled your hair in a half ponytail, using the hairpin that whitebeard had given you when he last visited the island to secure the upper half of your hair. theo was practically beaming, looking at you through your reflection in the mirror.
the world is not ready for this beauty!! i need to ready my coins if the new magazines come out!!
you thanked him as both of you walked down to the dining hall.
the senior officers of both crews gathered in the dining hall for a feast, courtesy of lucky roux and theo for cooking everything. as the tables were set, both crews sat face to face across each other. though shanks disagreed with eating inside a fine dining area, he stated that it wasn't pirate-like to eat somewhere spicy, but gave in when you didn't stop glaring at him until he agreed.
the feast lasted for more hours than you had expected. it was already witching hour when the noise started to minimize. as most of your female crew had already gone to their rooms, the men were sprawled on the floor, some even on the table, and why was rockstar hanging by the ceiling?! who threw him up there?!
you and shanks sat on the roof, you staring at the night sky while shanks was still chugging on his (estimated) 10th bottle of sake.
just a few weeks ago, when you were dead asleep, a payback war occurred, or that was what the government called it as per what shanks told you. marco led the remnants of the whitebeard pirates against the blackbeard pirate. a payback for the humiliation they did to their father, the world concluded that your "death" might have also triggered the clash.
much to your dismay, marco lost. him and the rest of the crew seemingly disappeared without a trace. the blackbeard pirates have claimed their victory and teach has become one of the four emperors.
you bit your bottom lip as shanks kept talking. marco would have been in despair when he read about your death.
if i had gone all out that time, i would have taken that spot.
shanks grabbed a hold of your chin, "stop biting your lips, it might bleed." and so you did.
"you're leaving tomorrow?" the male nodded finishing his last bottle of the night.
"we stayed for too long. the island might be targeted," you hummed in agreement.
"you're all going to have a hangover when morning comes.." he laughed. "yeah, but that's alright. we're pirates after all!"
