A Chaotic Jailbreak Between Two Rookies! Lucy and Chris Meet.

Past Voyage

One Dream Voyage 5: A Chaotic Jailbreak Between Two Rookies! Lucy and Chris Meet
It was roughly morning or even noon-ish as the ship continued to cut through the placid waters of the West Blue. With his newly appropriated Marine ship, with which he gained from his newfound Marine friend, Justin, the sailor on board kept up his steady pace as he continued to make way for the Grand Line and his ultimate destination, Water 7. Despite the events that had unfolded back on Gateway Island between him, the Marines and the Slaughter Pirates, Chris seemed as calm and enthusiastic as ever. Perhaps due to being refreshed by his pleasant trip overseas, or even because of his joy over acquiring an island as his territory for the first time. He kept himself located up on deck as he eagerly awaited the slightest piece of evidence that he was either in the Grand Line, or had even managed to make it to Water 7. Not being well versed in navigation made accomplishing his goal all the more harder, unfortunately.

Chris (singing): I think back to the time when my search first began! I left behind those shores of sand! For the endless, everlasting world out there~! I know that with this burning passion driving me, some day, somewhere, I'll finally, see the light I have searched for everywhere~!

Obviously enough, Chris had been keeping himself busy with singing for the time being; possibly due to his good mood. He laid himself out on his back and propped his head up against the mast of the ship; watching the scenery pass him by. His singing voice however, was actually quite remarkable. He not only kept his tone and pitch consistent, but he was also able to raise and lower it accordingly, and even hold a note for as long as was needed. If anything, in contrast to his earlier seen silly antics and his success in battle, his singing actually sounded professional; as if he had been doing this his entire life. Pleased with the first verse for the time being, Chris paused and allowed his thoughts to return to the objective at hand.

Chris: Man, what a nice day it's been. Too bad I'm all alone out here. Kinda boring without someone to play with.

His thoughts then instantly switched back to his long awaited dream ship, and his sought after shipwright to accompany it.

Chris (smiling happily): Oh right! After I get my ship, I'll get a shipwright to take care of it and be my friend!

The excitement intensified within him, and it caused Chris to sit up with gusto.

Chris (grinning): Man, I wonder what other cool guys I should bring with me! I should have an insanely awesome, ginormous crew! With like, 100 people and lots of cannons for my ship! And I'll have really cool animals for pets! And they'll be super strong and rip my enemies to shreds! Tootootootootootoo!

With his excitement continuing to build up, Chris let out an anxious shout to the heavens. In the process, he found himself rising to his feet and extending his arms upward over his head.

Chris (shouting skyward): Hnnnnn-RAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH!!! GET ME TO WATER 7 ALREADY!! I WANNA GET MY PIRATE ADVENTURES STARTED FOR REAL!!

Deciding to do something about it, Chris targeted the main mast he had been resting on previously. He made short work in approaching it and relentlessly pummeling it with his fists in impatient desperation, as if it'd make a difference.

Chris: Rrrrr!! Get me to Water 7 already, ship!! Move!! Move!!!

He flinched when he heard a noise come from the mast; causing his fists to freeze up in mid-air. He stared in dumbfounded surprise as he saw a crack emerge on the mast; no doubt thanks to his punching. He stood in vacant silence for a while, clearly taking in what had happened.

Chris: ...

Then it finally hit him.

Chris (shocked): ACK!! NO!!! I'M SORRY, SHIP!! PLEASE DON'T BREAK!!

The ship however, wasn't so ready to forgive. With a creaking sound and a sudden shift, Chris found himself flung off his feet and tumbling back towards the mast.

Chris: WAAAH!!

The back of his clay head splattered against the wooden frame, whilst his surprise grew.

Chris: What now?!! I said I was sorry!!

Justifiably confused and curious, Chris rushed back to his feet, healing the wound to the back of his head, and hurried up to the side of the ship. Underneath the hull, a strong current had pulled it off its aimless course and tugged it in an eastern direction. Not that he understood any of this was happening, but Chris couldn't help himself. He looked over the side and down at the water in bewilderment. Just what had happened that caused his ship to jerk so suddenly?

Chris: Man, that was weird. Did I hit something? Wonder if Justin would be mad at me for wrecking his ship.

As he continued to ponder what was going on, something caught his attention from the corner of his eye. Chris looked off to his side, and then as he got a better look at it, he tilted his head upward and faced the sight before him. What he saw was an upcoming island in the distance, complete with rocky terrain, such as cliffs and the like; as well as a forest of trees elsewhere. Meeting him at the front of the island was a lighthouse; no doubt to help sailors approaching the island at night. Not that it was of any use or even concern for Chris in the middle of the day. Instead, his fixation was directed toward the island itself.

Chris: Oh! Great! An island! Maybe I can get some of my animals there before I head off to sea again!

His enthusiastic tone then switched to a disappointed one as something came to mind just then.

Chris (glum tone and pouting): Though I really wanted to get my ship and shipwright first...

Despite his deepest wishes however, Chris continued to ride the current towards the island anyway. Adventure was waiting for him, and he wasn't going to pass up on the opportunity.