Hannibal was at the helm of the Enforcer; a stoic expression on his face. He had a uneasy feeling but wouldn't show it. As is was just a feeling and held no true weight right now. He tossed it aside as just nerves really. During the journey here he began to think to himself about those that he had brought with him. Commodore Lu Dahn and untested Ensigns. There were going into a situation that was worse than Sandy Isle. Hannibal liked to regard this as a unnamed war. A place where multiple factions were within a altercation that costed lives. In Hannibal's eyes this was sad and disgusting. He had grown to learn that certain things should just be left within the hand of the World Government; and in this case the Marines in their task of securing this new material.

There would be nothing of any true importance until they would arrive to the main island. Idle chit chat and what not could occur but there would be no point in that. During the sail two more ships would join them flying the same flag of the Marines. Hannibal kept his grip firm on the steering wheel of the ship. Their ships were more grandiose than his own. Their size being almost double that of the second enforcer. Hannibal didn't envy them but couldn't wait till he was the one to own a ship such as theirs. Commanding a large number of promising Marines that could help change the world for the better. It made him realize he should be proud of the ensigns coming with him and Lu Dahn. Some of them weren't under either of their command but were accompanying them on the journey to Jordsand.

The three ships would pass a smaller island before making it to the main island. Spotting a Marine vessels partially destroyed. The wreck wasn't new. You could tell from just looking that it had been there for a while. 'That probably isn't the worst sight we could see.' Hannibal would think to himself as he would turn his gaze away from the wreck. They edged closer and closer to the Main Island. And then suddenly someone from the other ship would jump over to the enforcer. Utilising some technique to keep airborne until they landed onto the wooden deck.

"Man, it really is you! The Hero!"

"Ugh."

"My Bad, my bad! I am Captain Ryon. Member of G-9. We were looking over at this vessel and wondered who was it was commanding it. We tried to den den you guys, but no answer. My Commanding officer almost blew you guys up till we spotted you. I came over to confirm it and...." He would begin to fidget around as he searchined himself. Finally he'd bring forth a Den Den mushi and make a call.

'Blowing us up would've been really excessive. But that just shows that people have been impersonating Marines. Gotta be careful about that.' Hannibal would think to himself as he would wait for whoever was being called would answer.


Finally someone would answer. A brief exchange between Ryon and the Female voice would occur before it would be shifted to Hannibal. "Commodore Uchi you and Commodore Ricchi are to join us upon our arrival to the base. I've been assigned with gather everyone with a rank higher than Commodore for a meeting. "

"Will I be able to assign those under me to do some tasks?"

"What? No, let me finish speaking. Everyone arriving must not leave the area we have occupied. We don't want to have anymore weaklings getting killed for nothing. "

"I think they are pretty exceptional. Though their ranks may not show it they might even rival us in terms of combat ability. "

"What!? Do not speak such crap. You disrespect me with such a claim. "


"But I speak nothing but the truth! Honest."

"Prove it."


"How?"

"Everyone won't be allowed to leave the main Island due to the meeting being held. It is said to be a long one that will take more than a day. So, how about we arrange something for our Ensigns to do while we are busy."

"Like what?"

"A small tournament."

"oooh! Kinda wish I could join it. But, seems like something they could do. Would strengthen bonds and help them grow before actual battle."

"My thoughts exactly. It will also show you that the only unit here now that has superb skill belong to me. I will set this up so when we arrive things can be handled and we can just head right to the meeting. Ryon stay on their ship till we dock. You will need to save your energy." And with that the conversation with the unknown Commodore would be concluded. Her fire was strange but Hannibal liked it. It reminded him of that long legged Commodore he fought side by side with on Sandy Isle. And Hannibal also didn't need to do anything to make sure the others were not slacking off while he was in the meeting with Ricchi. He was a bit worried though. Captain Ryon just seemed like a different breed. How he stood and how he walked over to a barrel to sit on was different. It was strange to say such a thing to gauge someone's skill. But Hannibal gauged everyone on different things when he hasn't seen them actually fight yet. And most of the time his gauge was accurate.

Arrival to the main island would soon happen. It had been a week since they had stable land so this should put a smile on everyone's face. For those that weren't topside during Hannibal's talk with the unknown Commodore what they would be doing would be told to them by Ryon if they wanted to know why he now joined them on the vessel. And once they would lower the ladder someone from the unknown Commodore's ship would come up them. And tell them where to go. And this is where everyone would split up. Commodore Uchi and Commodore Ricchi were directed to the largest building in the area, that sat in the middle of it. That is where the meeting would be held.

Everyone else would be told to head to a open field, that has been dubbed the training grounds. They did not have to fight if they didn't want to. Though it would be recommended to participate it wasn't really required. Hannibal would look at them a bit different and his opinion of them would slightly change but he wouldn't hold this against them. Regardless more than just two units would be participating today, and tomorrow if people enjoyed it. Three total fights would occur at the same time. This tournament wasn't really a unit v. unit ordeal. Everyone was to seek the only number one spot there was. So that meant fights between those in the same unit could occur.

The turn out for this was large. The majority of people not at the meeting or on guard/patrol duty were here. Only those that had better things to do not in attendance. This tournament was something no on thought of setting up due to the state of Jordsand but it was refreshing. Combat that couldn't end with your death or the death of your comrade.



ooc: for the fights I will control the actions of the guys just for a little bit. There also isn't a post order right now unless you guys. So if one of you posts for a reaction from your opponent and the others haven't. I will drop a post for you if it doesn't affect anyone else.

Before he'd leave and join the other High Ranking Marine officials he was stopped by one of the individuals that came with him. She asked him about the tournament that she was to be participating in. At first he thought she'd ask to not participate and join him, and he was glad she didn't. Not because he didn't like her, as he felt no way about her. But because he'd have to tell her no to such a request. "Honestly speaking. I don't really know any of the details He'd begin to tap his chin as he think. Maybe killing and maiming are out of the question. I due assume they'd explain everything else when you get there. After that comment he'd begin to continue his walk toward the Main building. After a couple steps he'd stop and turn his head slightly so that he could see her.

"Oh! And try to do your best! I don't care if you win or lose, but count yourself out!" An with that strange type of peep talk he'd turn back around and begin to walk once more. His arrival took only around ten minutes. Walking into the five story building and heading to the fourth floor. It was evident that focusing more on this place was done when they first arrived. It more than likely was where everyone had said upon arrival. And once they had this holding they started to erect more buildings that would serve other purposes. Living quarters, Dining Halls the works.

He and others would arrive around the same time. Hannibal would take a seat closest to the board with information. Others would go out of there way it seemed to sit away from him. It was fine and he understood why. His race, Three Eye'd Tribesman, was something that already had circulated through the Marines. Many regarding him a less than even with his accomplishments. Decorated or not. Hero or not. Marine or not. He was a member of a race that was blamed for the current state of this world. As things grew worse the blame would be pushed more and more in their direction.

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Upon the arrival to the training grounds some fights would already start. They all were eager and with this being some amusement they wanted they didn't want to pass it by. Inquiring about the rules of these bouts would be easy. You just had to ask someone. Those participating had already been decided. Not showing up would cause your team to take the lose. So G-6 already wasn't looking so hot. As only one person from their ship had arrived. And it was time for their fight. If arrived she'd be met by Captain Ryon. He'd explain to them that the fights were like your typical Marine fight. You wouldn't kill or maim your opponent. Dirty tactics are allowed but aren't encouraged. The main focus of this was to get better so harming your opponent too much would cause your disqualification. If Jo agreed to that they'd be shown the spot they'd be fighting in with Ryon.

Those not fighting crowded around the three that were. Forming three different circles. Each being around twenty meters in circumference. Giving up was allowed at any time.

Captain Ryon was Jo's potential opponent.  He stood at the epicenter of the circle with a dropped guard. He was ready for anything that came his way however. His abilities being 2 in all attributes. He would not make the first move as his opponent had that privelange.

ooc: Kaito's PC(Playable characters) name Jackal. And Ai47's PC is name Bazil. If you are talking about those two.

The meeting was something that he wouldn't forget about. The words the Marine in charge spoke were filled with pain and sorrow. Those he lost were close to him. And it was even more evident that someone that could've been a relative or lover had been harmed in some way as well. It was sad. The information of the current state of Jordsand was a focal point. How many had been lost? And the overall goal of the Marines presences here. It was insightful. Causing himself to want to strike out alone. Relaying this information to other Marines to let those, mainly Lu Dahn, that he would be handling things alone during their time here.

Upon his arrival to the enforcer two, he would be alerted that he had a gift onboard within his quarters. It having been brought after it was given. The reason he would be given the item wasn't really important. Going through the process of getting contacts would be an annoying one. As the Den Den Mushi had to meet each other. Also, there was a chance this wasn't a good thing. There already was moles within the ranks of the Marines. That stole information of his abilities. A revolutionary posing as someone kind and giving could've brought this. In an attempt to steal more information from him and those, he spoke with.

Hannibal was an extremely cautious person when it came to many things. Due to things that happened within his life. And though this gift wasn't someone kind he didn't really think so.

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