Rise Of A New Heart

Chapter 15 Payback

The doors of Eddie's tavern slowly creaked open, revealing only a dark silhouette blackened out by the bright sun behind it. 'What luck, they're still here...'

. . .

Enyo let out a satisfied sigh as she checked herself over in the full body mirror. Her hands slid down waist to hips feeling the fit as she scrutinised various angles. The black dress with yellow polka dots had a sweetheart neckline and halter straps, came in at the waist then flared out slightly reaching just past her knees.

"Shopkeeper?"

she called, and soon a short man in a pink suit with an obvious toupee rushed in.

"Yes Madam?" He said over enthusiastically.

"I like this one too, but I want to wear it out of the shop. Would you put it on the bill for me?"

"Of course my lady! If you like, I have a lovely pair of shoes that would look just perfect with that dress!"

"I'll take a look."

"Splendid!" the small man said clapping his hands together...

"My my, how innocent I look." Enyo said with a giggle.

The shoes were yellow pumps with a small ankle strap that had a black buckle. Happy with the outfit Enyo went to pay for her things.

"That will be 1,300 Beli miss." the little pink man said with a beaming smile.

"uh huh, and a discount for bulk purchase?" she replied with an equally forced smile.

"Of course! 1,200"

"What was that price again?" Enyo asked, fluttering the only set of lashes that weren't wrapped in gauze.

...

'UNBELIEVEABLE! 1,050! MY LOOKS ARE WORTH WAY MORE THAN A MEASILY 150 BELI! TCH, tight-ass.' Enyo silently fumed as she walked down the main street. Her thoughts were interrupted when she noticed someone about 100 metres away walking straight towards her. 'Its the captain. He must be doing some shopping too... I wonder if he'll like my new dress? (0o0!) what am I thinking! Why do I care if he likes my clothes or not? I don't dress for anybody!'. Before she knew it they were face to face.

"Hello Enyo-ya."

"Captain" she nodded.

"I see you've been quite busy." Law commented as he glanced at the many shopping bags his new crewmember was carrying. She resembled a pack-mule of sorts.

"Oh, you have no idea."

"Actually yes, I do."

. . .

The tavern doors were pushed open either side by a serious looking Bepo and Dorian, allowing their captain unhindered entrance. The bear gazed across the dining area in search of the perpetrators as did Dorian. Their brows knotted in frustration as they failed to locate their targets.

"Hey you!" the young pirate said to a passing waiter.

The spindly man who was already on edge nearly jumped out of his skin and rushed over to serve them.

"Y-Y-Yes my lords, h-how can I help you?"

"Where are the two men who were sitting over there?" Dorian continued, pointing at the table those disrespectful cretins sat at.

The waiter paled as if he'd seen a ghost, and began to shake more than he already was. He took a large dry gulp and began raising his right hand, and with a wide eyed, deathly expression the waiter pointed upwards. Cautiously, Law and his crew looked up towards the high ceiling and noticed two figures draped over a support beam like washing.