Calmly, for now

You adjust your jacket. To your surprise, Robin hasn’t taken your weapons with those hands. As you take a look back at her, she waves her hand in front of your face. Suddenly, two hands cover your eyes like in peekaboo. You chose not to struggle, but to look at what you can see. Almost purposely, her hand covering your right eye opens her fingers slightly. She seems to grow arms to strip her and discard her clothes as she scavenges a new disguise from the marine you were with. You watched hands toss the old violet clothes into the water, the man following them once he was stripped too. She doesn’t cover her ass and turns around when her pants are on, giving you a show of her very nice breasts. It was wise to get dressed up to enter an elite compound.

She keeps the fedora, but is strangely well hidden for a woman among mostly men. She uncovers your eyes and the arms disappear. “If you don’t mind me asking,” you speak and she turns to you, cleavage drowning your thought, “you have a power? Or an ability to grow arms?”

“Yes. But… any part of me.” She shows an example by holding a separate head in her hand. “Now, take me to the control room. I’m in a hurry.”

You put your hands up briefly and lead her into the compound. She looks at a paper on the wall. You stop with her. “They’re everywhere. It’s pointless trying to take them down.” She looks back at you. She pushes you forward to tell you to keep going. You hear many footsteps coming your way, in a rush too. You and Robin both knew that her disguise wouldn’t hold off that many people at a time.

You pull her into another room and she grows another hand, holding your neck against the wall as her real hand covered your mouth. You instinctively put you hand in the butt of your gun. She pulls back. “I apologize. Why did you pull me in? Those were your comrades.”

You think a moment. Was there any other reason besides your hostage situation and the fact that a woman like her has kept you around for long enough to have chances? “I guess I acted too quick? I could have gotten kicked out of the marines if I was found conspiring with a pirate.” You don’t lie, but it’s not the answer. Clearly, she was expecting a different answer. You hoped that it was hope and not expectation that you read on her face.

The silence is broken by an alarm. You both check back outside. Their ship is loose and many pirates are causing chaos in the base. You follow Robin onto the deck and a bunch of soldiers go flying. You look to the right. Robin breaks her smooth character. “Luf-” a long fist punches her face and she falls backward into the water.

“Is that the straw-” you, too, stumble off the edge, into the bay. Your mind goes fuzzy and dark.