"Shall we begin?"
Standing in the front of all the Gorosei members and the shortest of the lot was a female with fox-like ears and a total of 6 tails. With the exception of her head, her entire body was covered by what would seem to be a winter coat. Instead, this was a Kimono made from marten fur, bleached and recolored to fit her specific taste. Behind this female were 4 people, each unique in their own way but all sharing pretty much the same views, hence why together they are the Gorosei. It was about Nine O'Clock in the morning, breakfast snacks were available to anybody who'd been standing in this building- the very first Marine Headquarters. The Gorosei members weren't alone in this prodigious construct. About twenty feet in front and about five feet below them stood fourteen people in all. In the front of them was the strongest, or at least the most Valuable of them all; Spard. Everyone here today was here because they have proved to be not only valuable to the Gorosei and the rest of the world government, but the world itself. These people had qualities and traits that were rare. Their power exceeded most people and because of that they would become greater than ever before. It didn't take a genius to realize that this world wasn't getting any better, new laws needed to be put in place and a new Justice system needed to be constructed. The Gorosei was filled to the top with elderly people but each one being wise and powerful in their own way. For example, the fox-female herself was one of the best doctors in this world if not the best.
"Yes, let us begin."
A deeper voice spoke up from behind the female but she remained facing forward. Even he was ready to begin and out of all the Gorosei, he spoke the least. To hear him even say anything was not an everyday opportunity which is exactly why the fox-lady knew it was time to start. With a nod the short female smirked, her hands still hidden in the sleeves of her furry Kimono. In her current position she probably looked like she led the group of senior citizens, but in actuality she wasn't the leader. In fact, there wasn't a leader in the Gorosei at all but before this meeting had actually began she'd taken the initiative to start. "Good morning, ladies and gentlemen and welcome to the first ever Marine Headquarters. As you can see, we've all invested quite a lot of time and money into this building, but all for the greater good of the world." The lady paused, waiting to see if anybody had anything to say before she continued. She spoke similarly to how a queen would speak, showing that she held herself in the highest regard. Only a moment after seeing that nobody had anything to comment on she continued with her introduction. "Five years ago we have succeeded in executing the infamous Gol D. Roger. Seen as the Pirate King by many, his death has been a blessing and a curse. Ever since his execution, there has only been a rise in the number of pirates all throughout the world. As one would imagine, this could result in an uproar of crimes which would essentially result in more money being used.This all must stop because if this continues on, we could be looking at the downfall of this government in due time."
Her face no longer held the smirk that she started her speech with. The only emotion that seemed existent on her face was that of anger, as if she had a bad history with pirates. "To put a stop to all of this chaos, the five of us have invited only the most skilled people to help us lead and maintain the Marine corporation. The 14 of you should be lucky because if you are standing here today, not only do we see your strength, we see your potential to be a leader." She looked out onto the small crowd of people before her, wondering how many of them actually joined to serve and not just to attain a position of power. For now though, none of them seemed to have any dark intentions, but you couldn't be too sure nowadays.
"Congratulations and welcome to the family."
From behind the classy woman came the man who briefly answered her question on whether or not they should begin. As the man came forward, the female Gorosei member stepped back, going to where her personal panel would be and giving him the space to say what he needed to say. This man was a pretty decent sized man with white long hair on both his face and head. In his arm he carried a folder, filled with about thirty sheets of paper. From the position in which the chosen people below stood, they wouldn't be able to see what exactly he was holding, but they would all see soon enough. Reaching the place where his colleague was once standing, the old man cleared his throat and remained calm. His face gripped a nonchalant expression as he scanned the area. Truthfully, he was tired though only he could blame himself for staying up so late reading a book that was just so hard for him to put down.
"Greetings soldiers."
"Yes, let us begin."
A deeper voice spoke up from behind the female but she remained facing forward. Even he was ready to begin and out of all the Gorosei, he spoke the least. To hear him even say anything was not an everyday opportunity which is exactly why the fox-lady knew it was time to start. With a nod the short female smirked, her hands still hidden in the sleeves of her furry Kimono. In her current position she probably looked like she led the group of senior citizens, but in actuality she wasn't the leader. In fact, there wasn't a leader in the Gorosei at all but before this meeting had actually began she'd taken the initiative to start. "Good morning, ladies and gentlemen and welcome to the first ever Marine Headquarters. As you can see, we've all invested quite a lot of time and money into this building, but all for the greater good of the world." The lady paused, waiting to see if anybody had anything to say before she continued. She spoke similarly to how a queen would speak, showing that she held herself in the highest regard. Only a moment after seeing that nobody had anything to comment on she continued with her introduction. "Five years ago we have succeeded in executing the infamous Gol D. Roger. Seen as the Pirate King by many, his death has been a blessing and a curse. Ever since his execution, there has only been a rise in the number of pirates all throughout the world. As one would imagine, this could result in an uproar of crimes which would essentially result in more money being used.This all must stop because if this continues on, we could be looking at the downfall of this government in due time."
Her face no longer held the smirk that she started her speech with. The only emotion that seemed existent on her face was that of anger, as if she had a bad history with pirates. "To put a stop to all of this chaos, the five of us have invited only the most skilled people to help us lead and maintain the Marine corporation. The 14 of you should be lucky because if you are standing here today, not only do we see your strength, we see your potential to be a leader." She looked out onto the small crowd of people before her, wondering how many of them actually joined to serve and not just to attain a position of power. For now though, none of them seemed to have any dark intentions, but you couldn't be too sure nowadays.
"Congratulations and welcome to the family."
From behind the classy woman came the man who briefly answered her question on whether or not they should begin. As the man came forward, the female Gorosei member stepped back, going to where her personal panel would be and giving him the space to say what he needed to say. This man was a pretty decent sized man with white long hair on both his face and head. In his arm he carried a folder, filled with about thirty sheets of paper. From the position in which the chosen people below stood, they wouldn't be able to see what exactly he was holding, but they would all see soon enough. Reaching the place where his colleague was once standing, the old man cleared his throat and remained calm. His face gripped a nonchalant expression as he scanned the area. Truthfully, he was tired though only he could blame himself for staying up so late reading a book that was just so hard for him to put down.
"Greetings soldiers."