A paw could be seen atop of a building, it was night and Dogma would be gazing at the moon, as usual, well if anyone saw him it would be the complete opposite of usual, he probably sticks out like a sore thumb. So the Furry accused pirate jumped down and proceeded to check the island out. He encountered various creatures with features that would frighten at least 45% of the world. Be he paid no mind. Mainly because they thought he was weird. Dogma knew of this because of the facial expressions they gave. If Dogma wasn't as vengeful as he was he might have laughed. But as stated before he brushed it off and continued down the road.
 
It's weird that the island was still as bustling as it was in the night like it was in the day. It was the Grandline though so people tend to not give a fuck or sleep....or shower. Dogma actually takes a bath every day. While in the suit of course but he doesn't stink he actually smells quite pleasant, for a guy who constantly wears a dog suit. It didn't get hot in the day just a few drops of sweat. If he was wearing a black dog suit though that would be a different case. Anyways Dogma headed into the shopping district to see if he could find anyone suspicious, besides himself of course.

Maybe he would find this person and maybe they would have some info that is useful, maybe not but its worth a shot. Dogma would begin his search!

Klay's belly would bellow, signaling hunger. He usually had some snacks stashed in his suit but he ran out of them recently. And none of the stalls that sold food seemed to be legit. The factor of horse sperm being used was at an all time high. On a serious note, the dog suit wearing fiend was indeed hungry so he decided to just get some regular food. He didn't give a fuck about what people said about him, they wouldn't do anything. And Klay, himself wasn't afraid of throwing hands. Throwing hands were actually one of the few things he enjoyed in this world.

Klay would peer into a dumpling stall seeing that he wanted to fill himself up, and he was quite alright with dumplings. Hopefully, they were good, or he would have to beat the shit out of the cook. But if all goes well Klay wouldn't need to get his paws dirty. He would sit down next to two fellows having a chat and gazed at the cook holding one finger up, the cooked understood him seeing as he brought out a plate of about 5 dumplings. Klay would pick it up with his fingers and throw it into his mouth. While it wasn't very sanitary, Klay gave no fucks. It wasn't going to kill him and it was a quicker way then getting a fork to pick it up.

Klay wasn't one to listen in on other people conversations but when they were speaking about the island being shot into the sky this kind of interested Klay, an island in the sky sounded like a place where royalty would live. Might be a good place to check out if it existed of course. Klay would finish his plate and thought about getting another. These were quite good. He had enough money, it was stolen but he's a pirate and for the third time, he doesn't really care. The Outlaw Pooch put up a single finger once more.

100,000,000?! This just got a bit more interesting. A person who has that much of a bounty either knows a secret about the World G or they have to be super strong. Which was double the bonus to Klay. He wanted to know more about this person so he tapped on the shoulder of the louder male and asked in a somewhat dull voice "Mind if ask more about this One Hundred Million Bounty?" That was probably the only thing Klay cared about, he was interested in the potential floating island, yeah, but other than that the 100 million bounty seemed easier to find.

As usual, Klay had the same emotionless not giving a fuck look on his face, which might have made it seem he was just joking about the question he asked but he was actually very serious. He did really want to know. This person might have some info he needed, about his pops of course. All he knew was that his old man was one of the Gerosei. What was his proof? His mum and that was all the proof he needed. Whether it be true of false was up to him.

In any case, his old man's head was going to be his. Klay just hopes that old fuck doesn't die to some weak sauce ass pirate or revolutionary. He has heard of those guys and while eh doesn't completely agree with them, if they were to provide some info on what he wanted then he would be just fine with them. That doesn't mean he was going to be buddy-buddy with those guys. It just means that he wasn't going to kill them on site, as they at the end wanted a similar end to the government like he did. Well, actually Klay didn't want an end to the government he just wants one of the people that ruled the world to die by his hands.

Klay had no idea who this Kipp Wright fellow was, but he sounded strong. Did he have one of those mystical fruits? Dogma himself wouldn't eat one of those things. It strips you of your ability to swim and is pirates you are always  all around your weakness. yeah, you could get some cool abilities but your chances of dying have skyrocketed. Klay loved his ability to swim, it made his suit heavier but after it drys its back to normal. It's like a little workout with the extra workout swimming was.
 
Klay was asked a question he got frequently asked and he doesn't usually answer them but because this man answered his question he would do the same. Klay's plate of dumplings would arrive and after throwing one in his mouth and swallowing he would speak "I wear this suit to hide my identity, I am the son of one of the Gerosei. And I just like the suit, it gets hot sometimes but its great for when it gets cold" Now Klay would say this quietly. Why would he want Marines or even Revolutionaries on his ass. His shitty pops wasn't worth the trouble.

He would shift his focus back to the man's companion, as he was freaking out over a suit? Was Klay's appearance that weird or freaky? Or was this guy just a pussy? Maybe it's both but Klay wanted to ask where to find this Kipp Wright. "Where can I find this bloke? He seems like a fun dude to tussle with" Dogma would say throwing two more dumpling into his mouth. He was done with his second plate and was all ears from then on. He was full and he wasn't particularly sleepy. He was raring to go basically.