- Voyage:
- Gran Voyage Type: Awakening Haki Observation/smidge of story
Gran Voyage Name: Awakening Part 2
Gran Voyage Location: Alabaster
Level: (1)
Gran Voyage Description: Toma Victoria Haki teacher will once again take Victoria out of the barracks for her training, this time for observation Haki learning, however, this will take place while doing a job; Victoria will lead a group of 10 Marines with Toma to escort a Caravan Across Alabaster. The voyage, for the most part, will be uneventful and focused Victoria training, however, Pirates will be Pirates and may need to be dealt with,
NPCing: None
Bringing = Mortal Shot Revolver
Once again Toma had come to collect Victoria in order to train her, it was a Thursday and the weather wasn’t exactly pleasant with fast winds, cloudy skies, and heavy rain pouring down on Alabasta. The sand would be quite soggy making travel across it to be difficult and this was exactly why Toma had chosen today, he had the means to not only teach Victoria observation Haki but fulfill an obligation he had to a local merchant guild. The guild needed to transport some important supplies across Alabasta and due to the difficult weather conditions they had to go the long way which also happened to be the dangerous way, as several merchants had been attacked from the coast by pirates as they traveled around the island. Instead of crossing the desert which for the most part was quite safe they would use the solid earth going around the island in order to travel before turning into a valley at which a festival was due to begin in several days. Toma would agree to help escort the merchants on condition he could train his trainee in the process, the guild happily accepted and thus Toma was now entering the Roaring Lion Barracks. “Oh Victoria! I’m back, and it's Time for your training!” “Victoria would leave her room for a moment revealing her casual attire A black jacket, red jeans and a black top “Have you seen the weather, come back next week” “I’m sorry but today is the day, and next week isn’t an option for you, so get your tight little bum down here” “With that attitude you can Piss off”. “ONE”. Victoria would return to her room in order to change into her marine uniform. “TWO”
Victoria would first remove her black jacket sliding her left arm out before her right, hanging it within her wardrobe before taking two steps back “THREE”. She grabs her shirt at her waistline with her arms crossing each other before pulling her top up and over her head. A guest would breach through Victoria’s window, a gust of wind, a pleasant breeze that would rain over Victoria body rising her mood “Ahh, that feels good” Victoria would continue to undress herself in order to change as her next step was the removal of her blue jeans which would be pushed down with both placing themselves on her side before she leaned backwards in order to push the jeans down with both her hands. Folding her Jeans Victoria would place them to one side along with her folded top that would be sent to the washer later that day. *FOUR* Victoria would grab the 5th hanger within the wardrobe holding her marine uniform and fairly quickly she would find herself getting it on. Victoria would close her wardrobe and take a breath of fresh air as he looked out the window “Geez the weather really does suck” “FIVE, right I’m coming in” *Bang*. Toma had just kicked Victoria door open as he barged in. Victoria’s eyes would open wide in anger as she picks up her Pistol and places it within her Holster “One of these days, I’m going to kill you” “Oh you changed” “Get out of my room!”. “Alright Alright sorry, anyway let's go”.
Toma and Victoria would shortly leave the barracks as they begin heading to the merchant guild hall. It wasn’t that far away the trip would prove annoying with the raining pelting down from the clouds above, every drop would slam itself against their skin, hair and clothes really sinking in as it does“Grr, this weather is so foul why did you pick today of all days, you jerk” “Well for multiple reasons, I felt it could aid in your training, as its a lot easier to sense something you can’t’ see if the rain is painting a picture through the sound of splashing against something” Victoria while still not enjoying the day at all with her arms cross to attempt to at least protect some of her clothing from becoming drenched, what Toma said made said and thus Victoria would eat her words "Alright, I apologize for being in a grumpy mood what you say makes sense” Toma would smile as, despite Victoria being quite difficult with him, the fact she was taken everything he said on the chin and listening to his words made him proud. Toma personality was one that often drove other Marines to quit or simply treat him like a babbling buffoon something Victoria wasn’t doing.”Oh, and an opportunity has arisen to fulfill a debt i owe” Victoria would suddenly drop with her face hitting the floor as her eyes rolled back, and then she was back on her feet “I knew it, there's always a hidden agenda with you” “Errrr no, where was my hidden agenda last week?” “Oh there was one, i just don’t know it”. “Surrrrre” “See you admitted it” The two would continue chatting for the remainder of the walk which would actually put a smile Victoria’s wet face as she was starting to enjoy his company.
One hour later the two of them would reach their destination the merchant guild hall; outside would be 3 wagons preparing to depart each having two horses in front to provide the driving force, the middle one would be slightly different however with the walls and roof being made of wood, with a sort of platform being on top instead of the standard fabric that normally would cover a wagon and its goods. “Ahh Victoria we finally arrived, head inside the receptionist should be able to provide u with a change of clothes and waterproof ones at that” “Alright sure”. Victoria would head of inside while an old man approached Toma “It’s a pleasure to have you joining us, i feel we will need your assistance today” “Hopefully not, but either way it's a pleasure to finally work of that tab” The old man makes a gesture as if he was pushing glasses on his face, however, he had no glasses “Your just ring up another, so your always be at my beck and call, though may I ask why you bring the Marine?” “I’m training her plus she’s a Captain and future Commodore, not to mention she a strong fighter and even I can’t cover all angles of attack” The old man would smirk “Yeah 99 of them right” “Oh yes 99”. The two would begin laughing as they proceed to get to work loading the Wagons.
As Victoria enters the warm inside of the guild hall she takes several Deep breaths before stretching her limbs out. A young woman would come running towards her “Oh dear, we better get you out of them clothes and into something more ideal for this weather, please bear with me” she would run off before shortly running back “Sorry, I’m Revenda It’s a pleasure to meet you” Before Victoria could respond she was running off again. As Victoria waited for Revenda to return she would wonder to a large black leather chair and place her butt onto it as she sat down thinking to herself “Well isn’t she quite the lovely person, I better prepare a smile for my face”.
Revenda would return carrying several clothes consisting of a green mac jacket, some brown heavy trousers designed to travel through heavy rain and a towel like top designed to soak up a large amount of water in the case anything got through the Mac not to mention two pieces of underwear, knee-high brown boots, and white thick socks. With a smile on her face Victoria would say “thank you” “Please use the changing room behind you and leave your uniform on the blue rack” “Alright thanks" Victoria would spend 20 minutes making her way to the room, changing into her supplied clothes, stretching out to get a feel for how much mobility they allowed and returning to Revenda. Victoria bows “Thank you Revanda I’m Victoria, it was a pleasure to meet you, I may come to visit” “I would like that” Before the conversation could continue any further Toma would come to collect Victoria “Its time to leave”. A man at the front of the convoy holding the reins of the leading wagon would give them a slight whip “ROLL OUT!”.
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