Progress with both her training was advancing steadily and not only that but Linnea was also making some interesting connections and acquaintances. She met Marines, Revolutinaries, other Pirates, and even powerful people without any of such affiliation. Even now, Linnea wondered how many of those she'd still run into by the time she made her way into the Grand Line. It was a daring, dangerous adventure, one even a Kuja who'd been born there might not survive the return trip. But she didn't acknowledge that possibility. Linnea knew that if she trained enough, she'd surely find her way back there, and the same would hold true for her allies. But after her most recent journey and the fishman attack on that peaceful little island, she had to wonder just how ready she was for that journey. A pirate willing to travel to the Grand Line had to be able to endure something like that that by himself, even if she did rely on a trusted crew. It was a matter of pulling her own weight, Linnea was never the kind of woman to depend on others. Even if she relied on allies, she had to be able to survive by herself. She knew that she still had a long way to go after watching that swordsman make short work of the fishmen pirates, and if anything, it renewed her determination to further hone her abilities:
"I wonder what else i might find on this island...", wondered Linnea as she stepped out of her inn (now back in
Karate Island), pulling the hood over her hair, shielding her face from both the sun and unwanted attention. Her latest enterprises had turned her into a wanted Pirate, and naturally she now had to act the part whenever she didn't want to be attacked by Marines or bounty hunters. Having always been shy, Linnea was used to hiding her face and laying low, but it was the first time she felt there was another, more important reason to do so. Taking small bites out of her apple with her bow and arrows slung behind her back, she quickly stepped away from the main streets and into the jungle. The sky was clear and the air was hot today, but it would get a lot cooler once she walked under the shade of the jungle canopy...
"I wonder what else i might find on this island...", wondered Linnea as she stepped out of her inn (now back in
Karate Island), pulling the hood over her hair, shielding her face from both the sun and unwanted attention. Her latest enterprises had turned her into a wanted Pirate, and naturally she now had to act the part whenever she didn't want to be attacked by Marines or bounty hunters. Having always been shy, Linnea was used to hiding her face and laying low, but it was the first time she felt there was another, more important reason to do so. Taking small bites out of her apple with her bow and arrows slung behind her back, she quickly stepped away from the main streets and into the jungle. The sky was clear and the air was hot today, but it would get a lot cooler once she walked under the shade of the jungle canopy...