The Green Man

South Blue, Briss Kingdom:::.
Morning, 8:35AM::.

A chill in the air, darkened clouds high above and a sense of disbelief in the air hung about like a putrid stink from the previous days actions in which the townsfolk had lost a friend and an heir. Prince Jorge who'd been an unfortunate pawn in a little game to save the lives of eight.

The exchange had been damaging to all who'd been involved, eight lives of so called demolition men who'd been working for the revolutionary army for the single life of a prince who'd loved his citizens and who'd been loved just as much. Using the attempt on his life as a distraction the men who were to hang that day were freed. Broken down from their nooses and in un thirty seconds law enforcement had been disarmed and the eight men accompanied by the three who'd been there to free them were on the run.

In the hands of soldiers trained with an eagle eye and dexterity which was second to none, a single shot to each brought them down. The demolition men met a grizzly end with pieces of their head, upper torso and neck shattered from the piercing wounds. Painting the ground red, these men of such destruction would never see their work come to fruition, but the three who dare break the team out were incapacitated after witnessing the destruction eight single bullets could do to the human body in the hands of trained professionals.

Taking on board a few wounds themselves the three of them were thrown into a cell with the key thrown away for the heinous crimes whilst the member who'd assassinated Prince Jorge was never found. Not enough clues let behind, nor any witnesses. Jorge was discovered in his study practicing his cello and discovered still sitting as he had been before, only now slouching with the royal crimson colour that once ran through his body now oozing from the smallest and cleanest of wounds drawing from one side of his neck to the other and trickling down his silk shirt.

Whoever this murderer had been he definitely knew just what it was he was doing.



A breeze washed through the air catching itself in the tussled messy hair of a man in green who looked more militant than he was as a person. Coated with two arms full of scars, an awkward smile and teary eyes from the strong gusty winds that he'd been subject to aboard the banana boat he'd conjured from a single seed stood the wannabe revolutionary with more of a talent in running with his metaphorical tail between his legs than standing up for a cause. As much as we all like to think we're a freedom fighter to an extent, this was the perfect example of a fresh faced young boy with dreams of becoming the badass that takes down a castle single handedly.

It was just a shame he was as pathetic as the beings which came from his hands. Soft, delicate and vibrant. This was Rudy Michaels, the kind of man you'd introduce to you're girlfriend with no fear of him stealing her away as he'd be far too awkward or scared to even attempt such a thing and be more likely to cry at the mere mention of possibly stealing them away.

" Good morning Roderick!" a half asleep Phiola mumbled as she was holding roderick tight while on her left side, curled up in a blanket burito. Her sweet message was followed up by a very long yawn, the young girl was struggling to wake up, as she wasn't much of a morning Person. The Rabbit plushie immediatly woke up to Phiola's gentle whispers. " The sleepy princess has awoken" Roderick Joked as he wurmed himself out of Phiola's blanket burito.

The young girl glared at the plushie, who was escaping her grasp, " Buuuut Roderick, we need cuddles!" Phiola exclaimed in a most needy of ways. Roderick smiled, " But Phioola! I will cook you breakfast!" The rabbit exclaimed as he hopped of the bed as he turned into his half human form.

Phiola rolled around in bed some more, struggling to fight the sleep that was trying to convince her back to the land of dreams, It was time to wake up, today was going to be quite a relaxed day as the two had hired an appartement for a few days.

The sudden vibrations which begun to find their way over the boat Rudy had been aboard woke him from his rest aboard the banana boat he'd been aboard for so long he'd lost count. Partly due to the many times he'd drifted to and from the land of nod. Picking himself up and feeling the weight of not moving hitting him like a brick Rudy struggled to his feet before taking his first step over the edge and failing miserably causing himself to trip.

Face planting the ground a sudden rush of pain struck him. Sitting up Rudy felt drips of blood coming from his nostrils and wiped them away.

Awh geez he thought as he noticed a large smear of crimson over the back of his hand. Gripping the bridge of his nose higher up and tilting his head back Rudy headed from the shore he'd arrived upon and headed towards what he assumed would be a town where he could see smoke rising into the sky. Along his journey he was thinking to himself about the hunger that was sitting within his gut and started questioning growing an apple tree, but fruits wouldn't be the thing to settle his appetite just yet. Maybe something like a sandwich?

As the whole town was shaking Phiola sat up immediatly, looking at Roderick, hoping her Plushie friend and guardian knew what to do in a situation like this. " Fear not Phiola, I think the place the quake came from is quite far from here, just hold still relax and we will be fine" The bunny plushe gently explained while making poses to try and show off, which made phiola giggle a little.

The two were wondering if it was better to go on to the street or if it would be better to just relax and continue their morning ritual instead of running around in panic. " Let's stay here, if you watch the window to see if everything is alright, I'll cook us breakfast" The plushie exclaimed with a lot of natural excitement. Phiola nodded gently and crawled out of bed, yawning for several secconds straight while mumbling " What a way to wake up" and rubbing her eyes.

The young girl was wearing her baby pink colored Pyjama dress, as her hair was dangling in front of her eyes. The sleepy one moved over to the window, leaning on the post and scouted around, seeing smoke in the distance, "I'm not sure what happened, there is smoke in the distance, Roderick" The girl mentioned as she scouted the streets hoping to find a clue on what was going on.

Making his way towards the smoke Rudy's brain begun to think about the delicious scents of the food which would be up ahead cooking, soaking up that sweet sweet flavour and awaiting his belly which rumbled uncontrollably. As the crowds grew more and more dense Rudy noticed the smoke was growing larger and much much darker. He'd expected the joyous scents of food to have met his nostrils by now but nothing but the smell of burning construction hit him like a brick to the face.

Pulling a face at the smell Rudy turned to look for an alternate route to see just what was really underway. Spotting a building to his left Rudy made a quick escape from the crowd into the alley way. Once in the small alley away from the ever growing crowd Rudy made sure to check no one was paying him any attention. Once the coast was clear Rudy used his devil fruit powers which he knew he could use without screwing up too much.

Stressing his body Rudy found himself propelled into the air by the sudden strike of bamboo upon the solid concrete flooring from his feet. Launching him just high enough to reach the roof of a bar Rudy gripped tightly retracting the bamboo back into his feet as quickly as it protruded.

Grunting due to the lack of his upper body strength Rudy pulled himself up on top of the building and rolled on to his back as he reached the roof. Picking himself up slowly as he saw the smoke growing in size, Rudy looked out over the top towards the source. It was difficult to make out due to the darkness of it. Stepping closer to the edge in an attempt to figure it out, Rudy raised a hand to block out the sun. A few flames were seen bursting free from another building and Rudy was beginning to piece these few bits together to figure it out.

By the looks of it a fire had broken out and it was on the hunt for more victims to devour. Gulping Rudy's belly growled a sorrowful rumble.

Wondering just what it really was that had caused the fire he looked down to hear a few words about an explosion that had gone off moments earlier and started feeling fear settle in. No, can't be. Here of all places? Rudy thought to himself Although, where is here? he thought almost immediately.

Seconds later a few loud bangs akin to gunshots were heard. Looking towards the smoke waiting for it to subside Rudy figured to feed his curiosity so he could come to an agreement it couldn't be as bad as it seemed. Hoping down from the rooftop and launching a single seed towards the ground.

Green Star/Midori Boshi: Trampolia

Landing atop a trampoline type flower which blossomed out of seemingly nowhere Rudy bounced arse first from the flower towards the ground hitting it face first his nose was set off bleeding once more. Grunting he sat up reaching for his nose to feeling the crimson colour ooze over his palm and overflow down his forearm.

Picking himself up as he tried to put a halt to it, Rudy was met by the sudden sight of armed gunmen tearing through the smoke in a hurry.

Panicking and freezing Rudy watched as a man with medium blonde dreadlocks, a purple scarf which wrapped around the bottom of his face and yellow top with the sleeves ripped off charged him armed with a blunderbuss over his back and a woman dressed in a horizontally stripped black & white crop top with a dark blue denim jacket with sleeves which reaches just beyond her elbows. Her with a narrow face and pointed nose with brown hair in a pony tail and a pair of dark blue denim shorts on too. Her belly on clear display revealing a serious looking wound over her belly. She was accompanied by what looked to be spring like mechanical feet where it looked like she'd lost her own and a set of two small katanas hanging from her waists with a flintlock resting in a holster on either side of her torso.

Rudy gulped as these two looked terrifying and their touch was even worse. Touch?

This was the point where Rudy realised he wasn't standing looking at them in shock anymore but now he was in their grasp.

SHIT!

"Why've we picked up this guy?" the female questioned gripping one of Rudy's arms.

"Insurance. Ain't nothing better than a way out after the shit we just pulled" the man with dreds replied as the two continued sprinting onwards from the smoke.



Sprinting towards the smoke was squadron 219 a small team of Naval officers who were attending the call of distress. Making great haste the team ran past the home in which a young girl was seen peering out of. One of the soldiers caught sight of this home and turned his gaze back towards the smoke where he could see the flames were beginning to travel down the rows of houses at an alarming rate. Pausing he connected the dots thinking about putting out the flames before a voice screamed down his name and gestured for him to join.

Turning his head the officer saw how his commanding officer was gesturing with great haste.

"RECRUIT WHAT'RE YOU STOPPING FOR!?"

"There's a little girl in that house!"

"So what? That is not our concern right now. There're more important things to deal with right now! C'MON!"

Gritting his teeth the soldier nodded understanding he couldn't disobey his officer but instead looked back to the girl in the window and gestured towards the flames hoping she'd understand before waving and darting off to catch up with the soldiers who'd not seen the world as he had. How he'd seen Phiola May the musical virtuoso in direct danger from the flames which were ripping through buildings like a hot knife through butter.