Sitting at the table of the captains quarters in the Skycleaver, Mashyuu furiously sketched on a piece of paper. Numbers riddled the space between the edge of the parchment and the lines of the drawings. angles, sizes, and lengths. A second piece of paper had a list of materials needed. The list included horse hair, scraps of cloth, wool, and linen. A large needle, and punches, and silk rope. Along with that a thick leather or tough hide was required and enough so that Mashyuu could afford to make mistakes. He had never tried to make something like this and for someone so large. His eyes were wide with exhaustion. He had gotten roughly eight hours of sleep but it was at the desk and not very comfortable.

Once he was sure he was happy with the measurements and materials he came up with, Mashyuu headed out to Mock Town proper. The winged man, dressed in a long pair of black pants and a white tee shirt pulled his glasses out of his pocket and placed the red lenses on the bridge of his nose. He patted the morning star hanging off his belt and jumped off the Skycleaver, landing at the edge of the city proper. Lazily he walked past the dive bar he normally went to and headed towards a ramshackle building that was a little smaller than your average warehouse in Mock town. Mashyuu pushed the wooden door open and looked around the front room that was lit up by the morning suns rays peeking through the windows. A bell above the door rang, alerting the older dark haired man behind the counter to Mashyuu's presence.

"Hoy! Welcome to Wilhelm's Glorious Wares!" The older man wearing a brown jump suit shouted and took a bow low enough that he nearly hit his head on the counter. Mashyuu smiled wide at the man and walked up to the counter. "Hi there. I'm looking to make a very large gambeson with loops to attach sets of though leather or hide over vital spots.... I'll be transparent and tell you now that I am making it for a giant who is on my crew. I was hoping you could help me with assembling the materials I need." Mashyuu slid the list of needed materials over to Wilhelm and the man took the list and glanced over it once. "Mmm... mmm well I can help you here but I'm afraid you won't be able to afford my price. Maybe you'd be interested in a trade?" Mashyuu nodded up and down and considered his options and trading some work might be better than simply purchasing the items, even though Mashyuu was sure he could afford the man's prices. "Sure, what's the trade?"

Wilhelm grinned wide and leaned over the counter and rubbed his rough hands together. "Back when I was a young punk, I made my living by hunting large beasts. Seakings, wild animals, monsters... If you could hunt it, I chased it. As I got older I fell in love and settled down here in Mock Town. I live towards the edge of town, opposite the docks, and there are signs of a large beast in the area. Getting closer and closer to the town. I think its a very large gator. Maybe something much more dangerous. I can't hunt it down at my age. But you being a blacksmith on Mock Town must be a strong pirate. If you can kill it and bring me its eyes, I'll give you materials you need to make this armor." Mashyuu considered the job, rubbing his freshly shaved chin and nodded before reaching for the mans hand. "My friend, you have a deal." Mashyuu and Wilhelm shook hands and shortly after Mashyuu found himself outside of Wilhelm's shop. "I should find some help for this one.... "HEY! WHO WANTS TO HUNT A WILD ANIMAL!?" Mashyuu shouted into the town to see if anyone would look his direction and inquire about the job.

"What do you mean no?" The bald man with a beer gut said loudly.

"I didn't stutter did I?" Madori replied with a very serious tone to him.

"Well I can't do it." He finally said resigning from the argument. The two had been bickering or "bartering" over wares that Madori had...acquired. Madori had snatched some boxs with little to nothing in it but the young man had stolen it for a trade. The man he was speaking to was the butcher. They were poste up out in front of the butchers shop in the middle of the traffic. The day was young so people had been walking by laughing at the argument.

It was just an odd picture for one to see. There was a bald man who was sweaty and wearing a bloody apron, across him was clearly a rough rider. He was very tall almost could be confused with a seven-footer. There was a large black and tatter cloak that bellowed in the wind behind him. But as far as anyone could tell there wasn't much left to be seen as it obstructed the view of all those that saw him.

Madori had proposed a price for the wares. 100,000 thousand beli. There was nothing on it save some rather expensive clothing that could even be worth a few hundred beli. But the young Madori wasn't trying to hear any of that. He needed that money to help him eat and get more resources for himself, but the man was being more than stubborn. He had said 50,000 beli, half of what Madori had proposed. The man had pulled one on him after he said he could bring him something worthwhile.

Now he had finally had it and resigned from the deal entirely. Which was enough to actually anger Madori. You see almost a real fire in Madori's eyes as he took a step forward. His eyes began to glow before he Sojima heard a voice that wrang across the streets. The voice was loud and it carried, "HEY! WHO WANTS TO HUNT A WILD ANIMAL!?"

Music to Madori's ears. He looked around for the source of the voice and the direction. It actually didn't take very long as he could see clearly whom was yelling for help. The 'man' was no man at all. The Magma was one of a kind with his Devil Fruit but this guy was something he had never seen before. He had wings. Madori held a finger up to the butcher saying, "I'll deal with you later. Hold on to my wares, we can talk later."

With that he turned and walked towards the shouting Bird-man. As he neared, it was much harder to hide the obvious curious look on his face. But he was professional first an foremost at all times if he could. After reaching only a few meters away, Madori answered his call, "What kind of monster you looking to hunt. I can help you."

Mashyuu stood with his hands on his hips, waiting for someone to even look at him. It sure didn't take long for a rather large man to step up to Mashyuu and ask what the man was hunting. Mashyuu looked the large man up and down and cracked a half smile. "You can help hunt? Well, I'll be honest with you. I'm not exactly sure what I'm hunting. I'm told its a massive gator roughly the size of a Sea King. If that's true I'm not sure but I need it dead to get material I'm making for a suit of armor.." Mashyuu admitted with a weary tone in his voice as if he were trying to keep a positive outlook on what he was doing. He wanted to help his soon to arrive crew mate but wasn't sure if he were skilled enough to kill something so big. With luck this man could help.

"I'm Captain Mashyuu Ishi. I'd love to get some help from you and I'm sure the man who asked me to kill this beast will help be happy to pay you for the trouble. What do ya say?" Mashyuu took a bow, his wings spreading wide as if they were giving a flourish before they folded back in on his back and ruffled for just a moment. Mashyuu stood up straight again and stepped close to the large looking fighter. His hand reached out to shake Madori's. "So, shall I take you to my ship or are you wanting to get this hunt started right away?"