The Adventure Begins! [Travel/Ra]

[Raphael Eneas]

It took a couple days to get the necessary things in order, but Ra-To-Men and Raphael were finally going to set out to being their adventure as pirates. The raven haired male paced back and forth on the deck of The Siren. He was waiting rather impatiently for his navigator to arrive. Normally, he was a calm and reserved man, but he was ready to go. Raphael had been waiting for years and now that he finally had the chance to set out he couldn't wait.

Though he hadn't told Ra-To-Men, Raphael had a lover living in the East Blue. The two of them kept in contact through letters and the like during the time that they were apart, but now that he was able to return and tell Jasper that he'd done it, the excitement inside the man was unmeasurable. A light huffing noise escaped the mans mouth followed by a quiet utterance of 'Where is he?'

Raphael would continue like this, pacing back and forth, until Ra-To-Men arrived. The pacing would occasionally be paused when Raphael went to the railing of the boat to see if his crew member had yet to arrive. Each time he looked and saw no sign of the other man he returned back to pacing. It was rude of him really, since it was Raphael who was obnoxiously early. Yet, he couldn't' help but find himself mentally chastising the other man for being so late.

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[RA-TO-MEN AA]

Of course today was the day! Ra-To-Men and Raphael had a ship-- a gorgeous ship by the name of The Siren, and today was their day to leave the West Blue and get their adventure started. Where could the male be found? Naturally, Ra-To-Men was busy getting himself in a heap of trouble again. Ra nearly killed a marine, sparing him if only to get away without having anymore blood on his clothes or hands. All for the sake of a bag full of beri and apples. Hopefully Raphael would excuse his late timing and his shitty clothes when he saw what he had procured. After all, fruits prevented scurvy. It would just go to show that Ra-To-Men was looking out for them, right?

The dark skinned man grunted in time with the movements of his arms, rowing himself away from the shore and back to Thriller Bark where The Siren was waiting. Ra was not facing toward the boat, and rather had his eyes peeled on that speck of land, growing farther and farther away with every stroke of his toned muscles. The pirate let out a heavy sigh between his teeth, expressing the feeling of exhaustion that seemed to be creeping over him. The anxiety and the panic was gone and now Ra-To-Men was on his way back home. His eyes still never left that shore, wary of the marines that could very well find him.

When Ra eventually arrived back at his station, he could spot Raphael leaning over the balustrade, his eyes searching for that trusted navigator of his. Standing up inside of his row boat, fighting to make eye contact with his captain, he made a small grin. "Sorry I'm late! Some zombie got in my way, so I had to lay him back down," Ra-To-Men mused, calling the man a zombie to emphasize the fact that he was nothing but a dead man walking. Still keeping his position inside of the row boat, he gave the slightest chuckle, he raised the bag up for inspection before climbing his way back up as well.

"I suppose that now we're ready to go?" the navigator replying as he held his hand over his eyebrows, parallel with them as his head spun around. Although Ra-To-Men was relatively unaware of why they needed to travel to the East blue, as Raphael had made that clear without truly giving a reason or logic to it, he was already scouring his eyes across the area. His sheer knowledge was enough for him to point toward the west, giving the captain a slight wink.

"It's that way! I swear!"

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MUSE dieci cento mille
NOTES just two more posts and i can buy my flame dial D<

[Raphael Eneas]

When Raphael finally caught sight of Ra-To-Men he was at a point where he was full and ready to give him a stern talking to. That was until he saw the blood on his navigator. That calmed the man down exponentially, because it at the very least meant that Ra-To-Men hadn't been dicking around, he'd actually been doing something. "A zombie?" he called back his eyebrow raised curiously. Living on Thriller Bark, it wasn't exactly the kind of saying that would be taken just as a metaphorical statement.

Once the other man made it onto the boat he acted as though there wasn't blood on him. Well, that was the sort of thing he could expect from the navigator. It was that sort of care-free personality that made Raphael like him, along with his skills of course. "Unless, there's some ghost members I don't know about." he said jokingly. Now that he had a member it was like a weight lifted off of him and now he could actually joke about it.

"Once we've raised the anchor and set off I'd suggest taking a shower." he'd tell the dark-skinned man before making his way to do just as he said and raise the anchor.

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[RA-TO-MEN AA]

As long as Ra-To-Men had lived in Thriller Bark, he always heard rumors and stories of there being zombies about the area. That is what prevented him from visiting the graveyard as often as he'd like. Usually only during the day considering that coward blood in him prevented him from going out into a situation where he could face someone of the undead variety. Truly, he wasn't all that concerned with coming to his parent's graves anymore, which sounded a bit hurtful or odd considering he loved his parents very much, but it had been years now and they must've known that the had a destiny of sorts to fulfill. Well, providing that they believed in that kind of thing. Truly, no mother wanted her son to grow up to be a pirate but beggars couldn't be choosers. The least Ra could do was be good at it, right?

Raphael seemed to question Ra-To-Men as he began to pull himself onto the ship with his bag in hand. Although he was covered in blood that most obviously wasn't his own, he seemed pretty content. Injuring someone else didn't leave much of a speck on his conscious. It was with this mentality that he had begun conversation, pointing in the direction that he felt they ought to go.

"Unless, there's some ghost members I don't know about." A soft chuckle bubbled out of the man's throat and Ra pushed his hands back into his matted white locks, full of tangles. "I stole us some beri's though, and some apples. Everyone loves apples!" he proclaimed with that grin spreading wide over his face. Needless to say Raphael was incredibly right when he began to walk across the ship toward where the anchor lied. Showering would definitely be advantageous to him. Not to mention trying to get the blood stains out of these clothes. Yeesh.

When Ra pulled his hand back out of his hair, he seemed to give a dumbfounded stare toward his blood soaked hair that was now turning a tint of red due to the blood showing clearly on it's lack of pigment. His hand was still tainted. It was a bit humorous in a sick sort of way. The pirate nodded as he kicked his back to the side, aiming for Raph to inspect it as he went to shower. "Yeaup, I'll get right on that," he replied, waving his hand nonchalantly as he began to head down to the showers.

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NOTES ONE MORE POOOOST D<

[Raphael Eneas]

The journey across the blue went rather smoothy. There was a storm or two, but nothing at all life-threatening. Ra-To-Men proved his worth as a navigator so far. All the dark-skinned navigator had to do now was get them to an island. Raphael had requested a specific island, Loguetown. It was the island that Jasper was on, taking care of his ill aunt. The location was one he remembered well, he wrote it down each time he sent off a letter.

It was only a matter of time before they reached it. They'd been traveling for quite a while. According to his navigator they'd get there any day now. After that was said, Raphael spent most of his time on deck. At the moment that was what he was doing currently. He sat on a chair he'd brought from the galley, his arms and legs crossed. Silently, the man stared out at the sea. It was only a matter of time before he would see a speck and then that speck would grow and they would finally be at the island.

It would be another couple of hours before they arrived, but when they did Raphael would be absolutely ecstatic. All they had to do now was disembark. Bag in hand the captain would be waiting on deck for his navigator so that they could set off together. Once the dark-skinned man showed Raphael would ask"Ready to go?"

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[RA-TO-MEN AA]

Once the anchor was lifted back up, Ra retreated from the desk into the ship itself and was prepared to shower. Get all of that grime and blood off of him and his clothes. It's not like he could walk around like that and expect to not garner anyone's attention. It was a bit difficult in the first place for a pirate like Ra-To-Men. He did happen to fit the bill for what people assumed a stereotypical pirate looked like. He had scars from previous battles. He walked around with a sack to pilfer and pillage. The clothes he wore were rather raggedy in terms of what people normally wore. He had that appearance of a hoodlum so it could only be assumed that he was-- and those assumptions would be true.

Once Ra-To-Men had cleaned himself up a bit, he stood in a towel, staring down at his filthy clothes. This wouldn't be the first time he'd fight with the world, trying to get those ruddy brownish red stains out of his clothing. Perhaps he should just invest in wearing all black or burgundy. Wouldn't that easily fix the problem? Ra-To-Men gave a subtle sigh. If he was going to catch any beautiful women, he had to look the part. This wouldn't do.

With Ra's decent navigation skills, they had arrived on time in Loguetown. When they had been due to arrive, Ra-To-Men came up from the lower levels of the ship, eying the land in the distance. There was something comforting about being at sea. It was like being in your own little world devoid of anything mattering, and coming back to the shore was being sucked right back into reality. It was never a boring concept to the middle aged man.

"Ready to go?"

Ra gave a sharp nod. Over the course of those few days, he got himself back up to 100%. The only thing was the fact that he still apparently didn't know what it meant to own a brush, but that was a part of being completely and utterly himself.

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NOTES FLAME DIAL IS MINE

[Raphael Eneas]

"Wonderful, Feel free to do what you like. I have a few things I need to take care of. Please try and come back to the ship tonight around sixish." he said with a bit of a smile as if to imply the dark-skinned navigator might get distracted and find somewhere else to be tonight. "We'll discuss what to do then. Hopefully, I'll find a hotel or something. We should be staying here for a few days. See if I can find anymore crew members." he'd say completing his little speech.

After that there really wasn't much else to say. With everything sorted out the two men would disembark and head off to town. At some point their paths would split. Raphael would head to the nearest florist and purchase a bouquet before heading towards Jasper's aunts house. A noticeable spring in his step as he made his way. The time for being reunited with his love had finally come.

NOTES;; Sorry for the shortness. x.x

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