Tee would be sitting on the deck of his new and improved Deathbringer. The hull had been upgraded and a few rooms had been added in the lower floors. Some areas that certain crew members might like if it fit their tastes and if Tee could ever acquire any. Currently Tee wasn't looking to travel or explore the island before him, he simply wanted to relax before heading back off to see to search for a crew without even having something that remotely looked like a sense of direction. Tee would look in the direction of the island the small dock that his ship was docked had about a thirty meters semicircle clearing before the surrounding area turned to thick woods aside from a singular path which was bound to lead to town or the tree in the middle of the island at the very least.
Tee's thoughts would dwindle to Kritus and what might have happened to him back at Baratie, he could be dead, he could be alive and Tee would never know because he decided to be obnoxious and eat his baby seal as he did. This was the singular first time that Tee had felt bad for an action he had committed in what he could remember to be years, far before committing to become a pirate. And to him it was a sign of weakness. All of the actions he was exhibiting recently, all signs of weakness it was quite literally the only option and just like that Tee thought he pinpointed what it was that had him acting all different. So acting tougher and even more callous then he was currently was going to be his course of action. Tee would be casually looking in the direction of the clearing specifically the path in case anybody decided to come strolling through it Tee had the eye on the area and would be the first to know if anybody stepped foot through it.
All Tee needed right now was a navigator, somebody to guide his ship on the path to the grand line. But where?, where would somebody so fitting of that description fall from so conveniently. So ever so cautiously Tee would still looking at the path stretch while cracking his knuckles, thinking, contemplating how he could possibly get his crew together and what he would do once he finally did get his future crew together.
Tee's thoughts would dwindle to Kritus and what might have happened to him back at Baratie, he could be dead, he could be alive and Tee would never know because he decided to be obnoxious and eat his baby seal as he did. This was the singular first time that Tee had felt bad for an action he had committed in what he could remember to be years, far before committing to become a pirate. And to him it was a sign of weakness. All of the actions he was exhibiting recently, all signs of weakness it was quite literally the only option and just like that Tee thought he pinpointed what it was that had him acting all different. So acting tougher and even more callous then he was currently was going to be his course of action. Tee would be casually looking in the direction of the clearing specifically the path in case anybody decided to come strolling through it Tee had the eye on the area and would be the first to know if anybody stepped foot through it.
All Tee needed right now was a navigator, somebody to guide his ship on the path to the grand line. But where?, where would somebody so fitting of that description fall from so conveniently. So ever so cautiously Tee would still looking at the path stretch while cracking his knuckles, thinking, contemplating how he could possibly get his crew together and what he would do once he finally did get his future crew together.