Emanuel D. Angelov
"All losses in this world are due to a lack of ability."

When all was said and done, Emanuel had brutalized them all and stood panting in the back alley with his foot planted on a head while the young boys who were still awake looked on with their faces and eyes showing noticeable apprehension.

Emanuel gave a look over his shoulder with a dismissive squint in his eye before walking out of the alley. Brushing the blood from the tarp, he actually felt better than he had in the last several days. That had been building up for a while and he had done it with barely even thinking about his job in the Marines. If those children chose to be bastards again and turn him in despite saving them, well than he wouldn't care. Those bastards deserved every bit of it and he honestly didn't give a damn. It was the first time he actually felt just a little bit free.

He also didn't care to share words with the children he had spared. In his mind, he would've been happy as well to shove his boot down their throats for horseplay and even thievery, but that would get back to him eventually. Now, he just had to head back as the sun had gone down and he was hoping that this little episode could finally come to a close and he would have a tack-free bed to sleep in tonight that wasn't full of spiders and termites. Hopefully.

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Emanuel D. Angelov
"All losses in this world are due to a lack of ability."

Thankfully, he was right. It was still the same old rickety, bumpy bed but this time clean of both tacks and any and all signs of mustard sauce. For once, he was pleased with just that and was able to somewhat happily fall into a deep sleep.

His final day of service passed uneventfully. Compared to the first few days, it was a godsend to have a quiet morning without having his morning or evening chores disrupted. He didn't hear a single peep from the young boys whom had rescued and whom before had given him such trouble before and was content to let bygones be bygones.

To celebrate, he decided to take the rest of the money he had and go out for his own supper. Once he had the ship back, he could depart from this place. But where was he going again? Lu Dahn had told him to meet him up in Water 7, but after his big blow-up he wasn't so certain that things were the same anymore. He would need to wait and see what fate had in store for him.

With a glowing face and high hopes for what was to come, he awaited his meal before happily tuckering in.

The next day came quickly, but for Emanuel it couldn't have come soon enough. The Inspector's mandate was over and after serving his community service, he was free to depart with all his supplies and integrity intact. Emanuel stood on the docks, looking over the Enforcer with a starry-eyed expression. The ensigns had obviously kept it in good condition and it was almost ready for departure.

All that was left was to take inventory before they were ready to sail. In due time, the 5 Ensigns stood to attention in front of him, all with their boots glistening and the sun shining clear and bright across the bay. It was a beautiful day to behold and Emanuel wouldn't have picked a better time to set sail. Where they were headed next was anyone's guess.

As the 6 of them strode aboard the deck with the Enforcer heading out to sea, Emanuel heard feint voices calling from behind, but he didn't turn about to see them.

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