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Ace was falling into the patterns of the Whitebeard Pirates. As the newest member, he did the tasks asked of him. Menial chores like laundry, dishes, washing the deck, etc. As a former Captain, he had done the same thing on his new recruits. It was mind numbingly boring, but he didn’t argue – much.
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Marco sat across from Ace minutes later, rather than sit at the Commander’s table. He had a small plate (in comparison to Ace’s) and a file. “Mind talking while we eat, yoi?”
“I guess,” Ace agreed.
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Marco looked at Ace, then looked up at the sun (about 1 in the afternoon), before looking back at Ace. “Fine, but be back by sundown.”
“Commander Marco,” Lucious gasped.
“It’s fine, yoi,” Marco replied. “Ace is our feral forest child,”
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