Firefight: An Honorable Duel Among Pirates

On the Crusading Freedom
The day wasn't as nice it normally would. The sky was blanketed with dark, grey clouds, as if it was about to rain. The Silver Wind Pirates were preparing themselves to arrive on an island that wasn't so far away. One of the pirates however was sitting on his butt, doing little to nothing. His black, spiky hair was blowing in the wind and his muscular arms are folded around his body.

''Damn... can't believe that I have to get supplies. ''The pirate thought to himself as he looked out to the distance with a pouting look on his face. Just then, he was greeted with a loud blast of noise close to his ear. He quickly rose up and looked at the person who did it. The perpitrator was none other than a man with a red jacket and a long, red headband.

"Damnit Corey! Can't a man get a break?!" the pirate said as the one who was named "Corey" stood there with a smug look. Corey sighed as he looked at his first mate.

"You know Barret, all you do is to drink and get into fights! How about you actually start being a first mate for once?"

"I will if you stop acting like a damn housewife!"

If it were random bypassers, these two would've been viewed as enemies. But to the Silver Wind Pirates, they were best of friends. This was similar to a ritural for each time they neared an island.