It had been close to a week since she had been dropped with this child with the responsibility of educating him. Still he sat there before her, spending close to an hour to read a hundred pages! Oh the sympathy she felt with the teachers that had taught her.

With an exasperated sigh she could only dismiss the young child, silently consoling herself with the fact that she wouldn't have to live with this crew for long. The first time she saw the boy, she was conflicted. He was innocent, not yet pulled into the cruel and dirty machinations of the monster that was the crew's captain.

She had decided then, that she would not turn in this child. Instead she would take him to the Oharan academy and enroll him there so he could learn the realities of this world and not mix himself with the sc.u.m that was the pirates of the world.

With a final 'tch' of annoyance she slowly got up and out of the small corner of the crew's quarters. She was planning on visiting the library again, after all it would make her calm down from the irrational mood swings that she had begun to have ever since she returned to the blue she was most familiar with.

With a shake of her head she got out into the sunny deck bathing in the warmth of the noon.

Suddenly she heard a call behind her. A black head of hair popped out of the cabin as the captain called out to her.

"Oi, Angella, where are you going??" He said a sickening smile on his face.

With a silent sigh to herself Angella could only turn around and offer a dreamy smile to him, "Oh I'm going out captain, the librarian said that a new batch of books would arrive from another island today and I want to go check it out!"

"Can you come in here and do me a favor first?". With a "Sure what do you need?" Angella walked toward the captain's cabin a sinking feeling in her chest.

"I've been setting up plans to Ohara for the past week or so, but I couldn't really pinpoint what needs to be prepared for the trip. I've scoured the surroundings of the destination island but couldn't really tell if there was a marine base anywhere in the area. Also, seeing as you are part of the crew, I delegate that you'll be part of the advanced party that lands on the island and ensures that we have a decent welcome.

Ohara is unlike the islands before this, we can't be going into the land of scholars as anything but a party of travelers. It's the least respect that we can give them, for having to twiddle their thumbs under the noses of the collective bigwigs of the world.

So as a member of the advanced delegation, you are to ensure that the people of Ohara know that though we are pirates we come in piece.

Anyway.." with that he ceded the helm of the map to the reluctant Angella with a motion of his hands.

In front of her was a map of west blue, extremely detailed in its structure. A yellow string led from Las Camp to the far off island of Ohara, evidently giving a basic outline of the route that the crew would take in their trip to the line.

With a weary glance around the map Angella shook her head firmly. She had no clue where Lorean had gotten the map from but was sure that the places around Ohara held no marine presence.

How much ever Angella hated the pirates of the world, she had to admit this. The white of the marines was no worse than the black of the pirates. At least with one group she could tolerate a.s.sociation. With the other however she couldn't do much more than grit her teeth and hope they disappear.

"Fine then, we set off tomorrow. See to it that the rest of the crew gets the memo. On an entirely new note however, how is the new blood doing?" He asked as he held his bare chin contemplatively.

Angella could only do as much as she could to bottle the venom that had begun to rise in her stomach at the thought of the implications that the connotations represented. A person not seen as an individual but as a fuel to the dark and despotic s.h.i.+p that she had sailed on.

With a deep sigh, that an un observant individual would have missed and an observant one would have dismissed as nothing but a sign of fatigue, she shook her head again.

"He's trying his best, but I don't know what it is that you and that monstrous first mate of yours put him through, whenever he reaches me it's all I can do to keep the little whippersnapper awake let alone in a conducive position to learn!

That being said however, it should be noted that he has improved. No more does he stutter on each word or take years to p.r.o.nounce them. Or worse still p.r.o.nounce them so wrongly that it feels like all the sea kings of the calm belt have taken a dump in my ear collectively.

Now he reads at moderate speeds, already catching up to most children his age that have been given the chance to read… As a member of the island of Ohara its all I can do to prevent myself from going and forcefully clonking his parents on the head for conceiving on the wrong island!!"

As she ranted however she could not help but truly regret, for even though she had already hardened her heart to the antics of all members of the crew, she still held a soft spot for the child she had all but adopted as her younger.

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With a subtle flash of pondering that quickly fled her face, she could only turn around heading for the door.

Alas for her, her home that she still fondly remembered had gone up in flames and the child that she had a soft spot for already belonged to the crew of a feeling computer…