"It's strangely beautiful" The Yuki Yuki No Mi user would utter as the crescent shaped island grew. The white buildings shimmered in the springs light. The warmth bathing her, strangely for the cold woman, she found the heated breeze nice. Sometimes it was nice to feel heat when your world is nothing but coldness. "Uh..y...y..yeah" The red headed marine said as she stood nervously by her. He had become her toy, her plaything. The blond one she had originally taken had not withstood the night and could not keep up with the pace of the snow woman, the red heads condition was worsening though, bags under his eyes. Exhaustion setting in. He could even be seen slowly nodding off. "Go on then Nero, your jobs done, Im sure I can find some other men to take care of these needs" Melissa said with that same coy smile. "Oh. Th..thank you...thank you so much......so...tired" he said. He had turned around to walk to his cabin but barely made it two steps before he slumped upon the ground.

Melissa had been issued a coat, even on the sea, it got cold, though of course as a woman of the snow, she need not fear any cold. She had gotten used to it after consuming the fruit that took the ability to swim from her. As the boat continued its path, the tower of marineford began to grow, her fate, whatever was going to happen to her would happen there. She had been made to feel somewhat welcome on board the ship, at least what that meant was she had been allowed to move freely, though most if not all the marines apart from her toyboy had barely spoken to her. They spoke about her, that's for sure, fear, anger, resentment, they felt it all. Melissa had probably murdered friends of these people, or potential family. Resentment was justified in this case, though it hardly bothered her. She rarely threw the first punch, and if someone else attempted to do so, she ended them, it was as simple as that.

It took a further forty minutes for the boat to finally arrive at the docks, Melissa's heart was beating faster and faster. What would await her. She wondered if Sparks would be the one to escort her, she had not seen him the entire trip, he would show himself to bark orders, to give his crew motivation but then returned to his cabin. It was time, Melissa's fate would soon be known. What she did notice though, for a place that should have had a lot of marines even by the docks, the amount of ships and uniformed soldiers was  shockingly low. "What, no armed guards, no red carpet or people to carry me. You marines are awfully sure that I'm going to co-operate and not just go all snow devil on yer cute little bumsies" Melissa said with a giggle as she waited to be escorted.

“Isn’t that Sparky boys ship?”  Hannibal would say as he’d stop his jog mid session. He hadn’t left Marineford yet for his assignment; he was still healing first and Birdal was figuring out some things for him before he left. So, in the mean time “The Hero” Hannibal Uchis trained his body and Devil fruit abilities so that when he did set off he’d be able to handle things as best he could, even with his broken left arm that was still in a sling. He ran around the entire Island and was at the docks to start a new lap when he spotted the ship come into port. He didn’t wait for any of them to disembark as he wanted to see the Rear Admiral and get a status report on Water 7. Hannibal was around when more ships were sent but didn’t know or understand why. Birdal didn’t tell Hannibal because he didn’t care and the others just didn’t want to talk to him. You could say with his secret of being of the Third eyed race spreading through those on Marineford he was isolated.

He did not get in the dumps about it though, he tried his best not to. He was going to do his duty regardless and the stuff that Birdal gave him(pills) also kept him in a nice cheery mood.


Hannibal would walk back giving himself some room and would take off forward. He didn’t feel like waiting for them to lower the ladder and would get to the deck of the ship another way. In front of him were a few crates and barrels. He’d use that to propel himself upward by jumping into them as he got a running start. He didn’t know if this would work but his addrneline and positive mood made him truly optimistic. Through the grace of the one above he would land onto the deck of the ship instead of failing miserably. The large muscular Marine would cause a thub when his feet planted into the wooden deck. His grey sweatpants and white shirt were drenched in his sweat, as he had been training himself for a decent amount of time.

“Where is Sparks? What is the situation of Water 7? Did the Sea Kings get stopped before too many casualties were had?” He bombarded theses questions at Melissa. The thought of who she was did not grace his mind at this moment at all. He wanted....no he needed to know what was going on. He wasn’t able to go and save anyone and needed to know that the Marines actually helped those poor people. The compassion within his glossy emrables eyes showing he wasn’t just acted like he cared, but that he actually did.

Ooc: haven’t gotten the chance to rp with anyone in a while. Hope me popping my head into this is okay

"How strange" Melissa said to no one in particular, as he had been looking out as the ship came into port, Melissa had visuals of the strange creature flowing through the air with a rather intricate jump. "Someone missed someone" she said purring to herself as the man landed upon the deck. Before Melissa or anyone else could speak, he brought forth question after question. Though the Yuki Yuki No Mi user simply stood, her arms crossed over as she inspected the man. Obviously a marine, given by his questions. He knew too much about their prior movements to simply be an innocent citizen. "Take a good look at this face" Melissa said, emphasising this by flourishing her right hand over the air in front of her face. "Does it look like I'm an officer?" she said with a coy smile.  She looked to the sleeping marine whom would still remain passed out. "Someone take him to a bed or something" she said waving her hand. No marine moved. "Now" Melissa said, glaring at the two marines closest to her. As she glared the two jumped into action.

"Hannibal, that woman....she's the Frost Witch of Water 7....she....she defeated Lotan and brought him in alive" One of the female officers said, giving the Frost Witch a strange look, untrusting like the other marines, "Without her and the people of the slums,we would have lost a lot more marine forces, Ship 3 was destroyed by the seakings.......and Kana......Kana lost her life against Lotan, Rear Admiral Sparks has yet to emerge from his cabin" Dolores said. "Thats about the gist of it, though these marine ships pack a pretty punch, the slums of Water 7 are gone, my people, the people the government abandoned until now are being taken to Drum Island, and me, the prettiest darn pirate you'll ever see is standing before you, looking cute as hell" she said with wink. Truely though she was hiding her true feelings, Melissa was scared, with not much being said to her she was completely unsure on what was happening, why had she been brought to Marineford, why was she not placed under arrest and why had she been allowed her freedom.

With the sea breeze flowing as the ship docked, Melissa would stand, leaning against the guardrail. "Im not entirely sure whats going on, apparently one of your Vice Admirals has demanded I come here, though since your people have my family in the palm of their hands, I guess I had no choice" she said, though her smile would not falter. "They must think I'm cornered" she said with a laugh.

[OOC: ERMAGERD ACTUAL PC, I'v been alone so long too :'(]

Hannibal honestly didn’t know if she asked him a trick question or not. A somewhat confused expression was what’s his face would gain. Because she didn’t have a uniform on, he realized that now. But still she could just be some unknown high ranker that didn’t like to wear the typical uniform. Her giving other Marines orders didn’t really make it seem like she wasn’t one. But someone would speak up. A Female Marine would jump into the conversation and sign to explain. Upon her saying Melissa was a Pirate he’d begin to raise his good hand planning to point it in the direction of Melissa. As if he was going to attack but the following things the Female Marine would say caused him to lower it before it got any higher. His expression changed to the one he had before being asked a confusing question upon hearing the name “Lotan”. He knew a but about him but he wasn’t impressed at all. He’d listen to them both as they’d talk. Before he’d say anything else he would scratch his head as he thought.

“So, this little Pirate.” Hannibal wasn’t coming at her. It was just that she actually was smaller than him. He didn’t know exactly how y’all she was but he knew he was 8’6. He look at the Female Marine and than back at Melissa. “Is going to be apart of the new program? Weird.” Hannibal would say. He was really ambiguous about what he was talking about because he didn’t know if it was supposed to be said out loud yet. He knew it was established and it was going to used more after that meeting three days ago, but this was crazy. He was only speculating so he might be wrong about what he was thinking. So, he would try to steer the conversation in a different direction.

“I’m sorry about what happened to your home. It was also your’s right?” Hannibal asked the question because She said her people’s home was destroyed. He could understand the feeling as his home had been destroyed before, but for different reasons. He didn’t like how she added hate comments about the World Government, as he felt they always tried to help all people. Even when it may seem like they didn’t. Hannibal felt his emotions starting to get out of wack a bit and would reach into his pocket. He’d pull out a pill bottle and open it. He’d then dump two pills into his mouth. But he’d drop the top and for some reason he felt lazy about picking it up. So, instead he’d just cause a thin layer of ice to cover the entire bottle to cover it. And then he’d put it back in his pocket. The affects of the pills took hold of him and brought him back.


“Nah, I don’t think they THINk you are cornered. Rather you are. I mean if they are trying to forcing you into something. I don’t know what the deal is with you really so I won’t say anything else on that. But, but I know who you are now. I read about you in the News Coo. I wouldn’t go as far as calling you the prettiest pirate....but you are one of the more famous ones.” Hannibal would say with a friendly smile on his face. He’d

The way the marine handled himself was nothing new to Melissa, many marines had come off at her with similar mannerisms, her height was certainly a factor in a lot of jokes since she stood at a petite 5"3 inches tall. Her own hand would mimic the marines movement, being an experienced combatant and pirate, she was not silly enough to allow her guard to drop. Any threatening behavior would see the end of all those onboard this ship, that was something within the scope of her power. Alas though it would seem Dolores would quell the situation by providing information that the marine required. Though what would intrigue Melissa was the way the marine sealed his pill container, though why he took pills was an issue that did not matter to Melissa, the small pirate simply gave off a smile even after being told she was not the prettiest pirate. "I think someone needs their eyes testeeed" she sang, her own hand would then slowly come out and extend opening the palm of her hands. "Devil fruit power right?" she asked, though a question she already knew the answer. For within her hand a small blizzard of snow and wind danced around her palm.

About to ask for information on this "special programme" that every one but herself seemed to know about,  Melissa was halted by the sound of a throat being cleared. Her attention being deviated from the Hie Hie No Mi user. Melissa would look the man up and down, his attire completely removing him from the realm of the marines. "Someones full of themselves" Melissa thought to herself as she began to walk down the path. As they walked she was thanked, not use to this strange sensation of marines thanking her instead of attempting to kill her, though her reply was probably less than wanted. "I don't know if the attack of those seakings was a blessing or a curse, on one hand most of my people survived thanks to your marines, on the other hand most of your marines survived thanks to me. If those seakings hadn't shown up, our people would have fought each other, and though my people would have suffered heavy casualties. Your people would have been decimated" Melissa said with a smile as she walked.

The wind gently flowed through her hair as she sighed. "I assumed a rather public execution, though I don't think the government is stupid enough to have let me just stroll around if I were a prisoner. OOOH are you going to experiment with me and make me into some killer cyborg who follows the orders of the government and kills all my friends" she said in a strsngely excited tone. A second or two passed. "Nah, thats stupid and impossible right" she said laughing as they continued walking. "But nah, no idea, I only came here because I was promised that in doing so my people would be safe and live a happy life. As long as that remains the case, I guess you have me round the balls"

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"Maybe so." Hannibal would say after her comment on him getting his eyes checked. He knew it was a joke but wondered what opening her palm had to do with any of this. But, soon he'd come to understand it from the question she'd ask him and also the demonstration she'd put on. Snow somewhat in the realm of what he was able to do. No, it was in the realm of what he was able to do but it was more focused on something else. It is illegal to have such a fruit if you aren't in someway part of the World Government. So, if Hannibal had seen this display he might've arrested her. That being if she already didn't have the bounty that she did. Well, he would if he was in the mood to do such a thing. Really depends at times if he will administer Justice or not.

He would hold out his hand and the entire thing would turn into Ice. "Yeah, I just found one. I call it the Hi-" He would not be able to finish what he was going to say due to someone wanting their attention. He'd turn his hand back to normal and turn in their direction. It was a Marine Captain you could tell from his attire and also from him saying it out loud. He spoke like one of those that weren't out in the field. There wasn't anything wrong with a pencil pusher at all, he just was full of himself. And three days ago he would've been on equal footing with Hannibal. But, that is not the case at all. Hannibal at this point in time was not a Marine Captain but rather one step above that, a Commodore. Hannibal wouldn't be a dick and make a comment on the unneeded glare he would receive. Shit the guy should want to have Hannibal tag along. As Melissa was a notorious Pirate. And maybe things could go south which would increase the probability of her attacking him or someone else. As the Marine, Setsumi, didn't seem like he would have the capability to stop anyone that tried to get rough with him. Hannibal did wonder why Sparks wasn't with them, as he should be escorting her as well.

"OI! Commodore Hannibal! Birdal said you are needed! You are heading out to Sandy in a hour!" Someone would say as Hannibal followed the two. He got to listen to everything they said but didn't get to chim in. It seemed he was needed else were, but he would see them again someday. Well, he hoped he be able to see the Pirate again in the future. Mainly due to her also being a Devil Fruit  user.

"Well, that be my que. See yah around Snow Princess." He'd say before turn around and walk the opposite direction of the two. He'd have some peep in his step as he ran as he needed to make sure he got some things before he'd leave the Island.

Melissa would listen, walking with the strange man. Though Melissa would give off a smile as she was complimented. "Well now, you sure know that the way to my heart is compliments" she said swooning dramatically. It took a while for her to answer as they halted outside of the small building. "So....I do what I want, as long as I come and answer to you guys when you call?" Melissa said mainly to herself. "Hmmmm" She mused over the proposition, a dog of the marine? "Sure, but I have conditions. Number 1. As previously promised, my people are looked after, they want for nothing, they never live in poverty like that again. This condition is One Hundred Percent nonnegotiable. She said, though her provocative manner could come off as joking, the look in her eyes would tell this man that she was serious....deadly serious.

"Number 2, as you can tell, I don't have a crew. I don't follow other pirates and I don't have any that follow me. Soooo getting around can be a little tricky. So all I ask is a little, shall we say service. A little escort service at my beck and call, to take from place to place in luxury, or at least in a boat that won't sink, ya know what I mean, That way you can send me on whatever little missions you and whatever bosses I'm supposed to be "working" with" she would put the word working in air quotes "and when I'm just doing my own thing, I can get ferried from place to place when I want. Should be fine right since your a military organization and I'm pretty sure you have people going back and forth alllll the time" She said smiling.

"Oh what else....what.....Hmmmm...nope, thats it, I was going to squeeze this for all its worth, which seems like its a lot. But my people, they are the important ones. So if my needs are met, then you have me" the Yukiohnna uttered holding out her hand to shake with the man. if he accepted she would follow him to the boat, if not....well we will have to see what happens next.

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"A man after my own heart" Melissa said, she had certainly begun to like this strange man, especially since he produced a ticket, a go anywhere whenever travel ticket. It wasn't a ship but hey, for now, it would certainly suffice. "oh" Melissa said as she was pulled forth, though the man placed himself rather close to her, she did not blush, nor look away from his eyes, instead she coiled her body into his, feeling his breath against her lips. "I don't think you could handle this" she whispered back with her own coy smirk. Now he was probably expecting his actions to frighten her? to shock her, for as his teeth grasped hold of her lip, she would release a gentle growl, her own hands flying upwards to the face of the man, a battle of dominance perhaps? Her mouth mashed against his, pulling her lip from his mouth's grasp, inciting a small amount of blood to gently begin to pour from her lip. Her own teeth would find themselves upon her "attacker" and with force dug deep, pulling away with a feral growl. "I might take you upon on that piece of fun" she said licking her lips.

With that it would seem the foreplay was over, she had been given her first set of orders, and her new friend would enter his lab, the flamethrower aimed directly at Melissa, though she seemed less than interested in this. "HAWT" She said with a wink as the door closed. It would seem it was up to her to make her way back to the boat, though this was fine. She was a capable young woman after all and it would seem her name was already passed along to all those who needed it to know that she was no longer a threat. Though Marineford was pretty lacking in marines, this did not mean it was entirely empty. People who were around looked at her more freely now that Setsumei was gone. The walk wasn't exactly straightforward, she had to take ally ways and such to maneuver around, it was actually during one of these ally trips that she would find herself halted. "Diana, Simon and now you. Fucking World Government, hiring murderers of their own people, its a fucking crime"

A voice came from the front-runner, within the alley which could fit three large men side by side. Melissa stood in the middle of the alley, her eyes glancing at the faces of the marines now blocking her way. "Sorry guys, I have to get to lil old Sparky warky, unlike y'all it seems I have a mission to do, soooo shift please" she said, waving her hand in a "go away like motion". "Fucking scum" The front man said, spitting at Melissa's feet. "Your a scummy fucking bint, fucking pirates getting to do whatever they want without a fucking care, now they get that shit legalized." He said. "Murdered our people, YOU KILLED MY FUCKING DAD YOU BITCH" he shouted, obviously angered. "OH" Melissa said softly, her face contorted, the happy smile she had no longer visible, instead her eyes seemed to darken, as if something sad had hit her....she had never thought about the people she killed, in avenging her father, she had never really thought about any of that. "Your..father" and then the others spoke, chiming in with who she had killed. Fathers, mothers, daughters and sons, friends and best friends, nieces and nephews.

"I...Im sorry" she said her voice soft. "FUCK YOUR SORRY, YOU CAN BE SORRY FOR EVERYONE YOU KILLED, BUT YOUR STILL DYING HERE TODAY. THE GOVERNMENTS MAKING A MISTAKE" he shouted, with cheers erupting forth. "No...you misunderstand me" Melissa said with her head hung low. "Whats that scum? What you saying now" "I said I'm sorry..because...I don't remember who you are talking about" she said as she lifted her head her smile had returned. "and I don't really care". "You will" a voice from behind uttered, another group of marines. She had been sandwiched in between the alley.

"You know boys, You should really try to find out a lot about your opponent before you come for them." Melissa said as her body erupted with a fierce flow of snow, snow that erupted in all directions within a fifty meter radius, this one eruption of snow would manipulate itself into a rotating storm that duplicated itself over and over again, rapidly dancing through the air, blanketing the radius with thick snow. Unlike her other techniques, this did not hinder vision compared to her other blizzard-like abilities. It did though cause a vast amount of snow to litter the ground, enough that one could hardly walk through it without lifting their feet to a decent height, the soft powdery snow crunching as the marines moved to keep warm.

"We know about your abilities, you've used the same abilities over and over" the man said, he and his cronies now bearing goggles over his eyes. "The ability to create a fierce snow storm that hinders vision and causes pain. Intangibility, the ability to confine foes with snow that causes crushing and suffocation, Eskimo house as you so call it, a shield and your favorite, the ability to make lances of snows that you can control." he said. Buso haki would flow through hands, through weapons. "We know how to stop you" he said, several had flamethrowers. "Heat, haki, goggles. Your abilities are unable to touch us" he said. "WE GOT THIS BITCH" the gruff large man uttered from behind.

"What about my white leg style?" Melissa asked innocently. "You never use it, you just rely on that devil power" " and what about my other abilities?" she said, crossing her hands. "Your bluffing" "AAAAAAAAAAH SEIJOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO" screamed the large gruff man and his warriors behind Melissa. The snow upon the ground erupting upwards with such speed, covering them, hindering all movement. "You don't think I show everything do you?" she said smiling. "I wasn't brought here because I'm a one trick pony, I was brought here because unlike you all. IM WORTHWHILE" as she said this she lifted her hands upwards, from the snow upon the ground her lances of ice formed, "All snow is mine, you were fucked the moment I released a single flake" she said as her body dissolved.

She vanished quickly, only to re-appear behind the other marines, it was simple really. Yet she would not kill these marines, she continued to walk forward to the docks. "You want to fight me, You want to KILL ME. Then come at me, I'll stop you every time" she said as the lances of snow vanished. "D...d....d...devil woman" the front runner muttered as he collapsed, shaking from fear. "That's me". She would arrive on the ship that Sparks was preparing, though as he went to speak to her, she waved her hand. Heading down to a cabin, she didn't care if it was hers, she let herself in and slammed the door behind her. Her back touched the wood and if one would place their ears to the door, they could swear they would hear sobs. The young woman, so powerful and stoic. "I....I never thought daddy....that killing those people........I was taking away their family.....just like...just like they took you" she sobbed, and then..because she couldn't take it anymore, she couldn't hold back the feeling in her throat. So she lifted her knees to her chest, and allowed herself to cry, and not just simple sobs, not just beautiful gentle crying, but wails of hurt, wails of pain. Crying so ugly one would never think it was possible. Was she already broken? before she could get started!

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