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The crew of the Cutty Sark had just been through one hell of a storm. Then, finally, they were able to spot a wave that seemed to be going towards calmer waters. Holding on for dear life, they rode on the massive wave, until it at last crashed down into the more peaceful part of the sea. Everyone were laying around, relieved that it was finally over.
"Another happy landing!" Kisame said, looking over at Jinbe and Halibel. They just looked back at him, unamused.
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Kisame and Halibel were walking side by side, as they were approaching Circe's established. "I've got a bad feeling about this", the ninja muttered. "I don`t sense anything", the hollow repiled.
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Halibel and Apacci were standing in the air, listening to the noises coming from the nearby forest. "Well, you were right about one thing, lady Halibel", the younger hollow said. When the older woman turned her head towards her with a questioning look, the girl said with a cheeky grin: "The negotiations were short."
The former espada merely fixed at the girl with a stern look, making the younger hollow turn her attention back to the forest, looking rather embarrassed.
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Gustave was looking at his master with a stunned expression. Taking the chest! "My lord, is that legal!?" the crocodile asked bewildered. "I will make it legal" the deity answered in a menacing tone.
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Halibel was standing next to Kisame at the side of the ship. The former queen of Hueco Mundo seemed to be struggling to find a topic to talk about. Eventually, she decided to talk about something from her homeworld.
"I don't like sand. It's rough and coarse and irritating. And it gets everywhere."
She glanced over at the man beside her, curious about what his reaction would be. He was staring at her, looking very confused.
"Ahem, alright..." He gave her an awkward smile. "I'm sure you could talk to Sasori about it. From what I heard, he wasn't a big fan of sand back in our world either, despite coming from the village hidden in the sand."
"Well, see you later", he said while walking away, giving her an small wave. Halibel merely stood there, looking baffled.
"The girls always loved it when we talked about how much we hated sand..."