s Kimberly's body hit the water, she'd began to sink beneath the surface of the oceanic abyss, and memories of her life would begin to flash before her eyes. Oceanus had exited with the Cipher Pol, her ships left sunk beneath the water, and her body riddled with severe strikes from the operative's wind picks. However, Kimberly wasn't given the nickname 'Mad Dogg' for no reason, moments before the picks made impact, she'd activated her Busoshoku Haki to guard her shoulder and left knee cap upon the impact, letting the force allow her to all into the sea. In the last moments from her descent from the ship, well out of view of all present, the woman took one humungous gasp of air, and allowed her body to sink with the flow of gravity. She'd harden her lungs, allowing the ships to fade almost immediately in the distance and once the ships had sunk, she'd begin her under water breast stroke towards the dock.

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As The Giant helped with the repairs at the dock, the Bandits working under Jackal, a new posse by the name of the 'Spotted Jackals', a small rag tag group who operated in a small force of five, begun their raid on the coast where the shipwrecked marines attempting to dock. Breaking into three waves, the leader of the small group, a man by the name of Newport, descended via Giant Gecko, scaling the sand dune to arrive on the coast where the marines tried to regroup. Bazooka on his shoulder, the man acted as the distraction of the party, while his other two men began the movements to steal vessels docked along the still repairing harbour. One of the workers noticed that each of the men wore Tribal like animal masks, resembling the skulls of various mammals. With these identifiers, there were no doubts in the locals minds, these men were indeed of the Jackal Bandits. Charging head first towards the dock, Newport came into sight of David, who was almost twenty-three meters away at this point. Unsure if David had noticed him, Newport definitely wasn't wasting time for the man to respond to him. As such, he'd mount his Bazooka in the direction of the Giant, aiming towards his chest or solar plexus, whatever worked really, he wasn't the best shot, but even at this distance, he should've been able to make a solid connections, and with three attempts available in this particular weapon, he'd use each attempt wisely. If allowed to close in any further, he wouldn't fire off his first Bazooka round, he'd wait until five more meters in and rally his first shot. In the case that everything didn't play out as planned in the strategists mind, he'd cease his advance immediately, and change angle towards the man's foot. Any disturbance in his advance and or interception from Marine Captains from the docks all possible scenarios.

The salvaged remnants from the Bandits David had rustled up earlier on his sea voyage began to start their own revolt among the dock. About thirty men survived Oceanus abrupt surprise attack, and those who didn't die from the impact or oil poisoning had been filled with dread and accepted their deaths until the emblems of hope, Jackal's Men's Masks came into to view. Much like a banner or flag of a country, pride and hope filled their hearts and unrest began to break out amongst the recruit marines, while the Captains were positioned further inland trying to organise vessels to clean up Oceanus mess. However in the heart of the commotion, watching this whole situation as a civilian and an agent, an unmarked and disguised Cipher Pol, a woman by the name of Mary, adjusted her thick spectacles and took notes on the whole scene in her sketchpad. Her cover story was simple, she was a simple struggling artist who travelled Sandy Isle in search of inspiration.

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Hours before their liberation of Oceanus, Rocket and Kenny debriefed their colleague on her mission abort Diana's vessels. "If this Mad Dogg is as skilled as they say she is... She'll survive my attack. Though, she won't be able to react to it." Rocket exclaimed grinning. "Look Mary! Don't fuck this up! We need to do mission reports on all of our actions and your notes are A-1 Sugar Tits." Kenny stated, rubbing his hands against his chest to mock the well endowed figure that Mary was blessed with. Attempting to stab Kenny with a pencil, the woman would adjust her spectacles with her free-hand, "I'll complete my mission. Observe Madd Dogg and The Fellow from the Giant Clan, most importantly during their meetings with the Mink called 'Bandit King', Jackal." Mary stated in a coldly monotone voice, as her pencil was moments away from Kenny's eye.

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