"Akainu?" Hancock stared as the tall man that she had bumped into turned to his right and looked at her.
Wearing a black suit over a red waistcoat, black trousers and brown loafers, his appearance was complemented by a black fedora on top of his head.
"Is there something that I can help you with Miss?" he asked politely, but his tone was unflinchingly stern, coupled only by his expression which seemed to be calm, yet somewhat rigid.
Hancock just scoffed at him, "Yes actually, you can help me by moving out of my way,"
Taken by surprise, Akainu's expression did not change save for a raised eyebrow, "Is there a please to go along with that?" followed by his lips forming into a thin smile,
Frowning, she immediately replied, "I rarely say please to anyone, especially to men, now if you don't mind me and my sisters, we're going to the lounge," and with that, the three continued on their way, leaving a slightly bewildered, if not amused Akainu, "I wonder what's her problem, but needless to say she's quite fine to look at,"
At the lounge...
The Boa sisters were sitting at the bar of the lounge, each with their respective drinks, most notably Hancock, whose order was a Black Russian, "Anee-sama, do you have any idea who you just bumped into back there?" Sandersonia said to her sister, who simply looked bored as she was propping her head up with her right hand.
Taking a sip from her drink, she glanced at her younger sibling, "Okay, tell me, and why should I care?"
Running a hand through her hair, Sandersonia moved in closer, "That was Sakazuki Akainu! The CEO of WG Industries, the leading weapon manufacturers in Japan, that man is considered a giant in the corporate world. I'm surprised he didn't reprimand you for that slight,"
Smiling smugly, Hancock just stirred her drink, "Oh Sandersonia, as if any man would have the nerve to lay a hand on me. With beauty such as mine, I can stop any of them in their tracks, even our board members can barely take their eyes off me when I'm in a room with them,"
"Even so, I doubt Akainu would be so forgiving, but seeing as he just met you I think he let you off easy there," Marigold said before taking a long swig from her Long Island Iced Tea, "You two worry too much, after a long, almost fruitful year, this is our well deserved vacation, so you girls should let go because I certainly won't waste this opportunity to have fun,"
She took another sip, shortly followed by soft music that started playing from the speakers at the top corners of the walls.
Even more bored than before, Hancock failed to notice someone sitting beside Marigold, who was at her right.
He was facing away from the table, with his elbows propped on as he leaned against it, "Hey, you girls having a hell of a time?" it was a man, with short blonde hair, dark skin, and wearing a red hawaiian shirt with white trousers, along with white loafers.
"We're fine thank you, and if you're trying to hit on us, the alcohol intake for me to even give a crap would literally kill me," Hancock said nonchalantly, which prompted Marigold to apologize to the stranger, "Sorry about that, my sister has a...slight aversion to guys who try to...well,"
The man simply waved his hand, "Hey, hey, don't let me stop you girls from having the time of your lives, but this place is gonna get hot soon, so I recommend sitting somewhere cool. There's a VIP lounge around the corner, and the AC is just right," he grinned at them while motioning to a door at the far left corner of the bar.
The sisters just looked at one another before Hancock spoke up, "You know girls, alcohol poisoning is starting to sound really good right now, wouldn't you agree?"
Marigold just smiled, "I'll drink to that!" and downed hers in one full swig, at the same time as Sandersonia.
The man shrugged and decided to continue on his way, but not before dispensing a few parting words, "Well, I hope you guys enjoy the hotel. I'd hate to see three lovely ladies bore themselves to death. Well then, ciao!" he waved a hand and left, the grin not escaping his face whatsoever.
"What was that about?" Sandersonia asked, now a bit tipsy from downing her Long Island too fast.
Before replying, Hancock finished her own drink before replying, "You know what? I really don't give a damn. Let's just go back to the old woman and see how she's doing," and with that, the three left the bar and made their way through the people, with the two younger sisters shambling slightly from intoxication.
It didn't take long for them to find their mother, who was already next at the counter, "Oi old bag, I see you're next, do your feet hurt from standing up too long, or do one of us have to take your place,"
Nyon didn't reply for a few seconds, prompting Hancock to ask her again, "Oi, are you listening to me?" she grabbed the older woman by the shoulder and started to shake her, only for the latter's head to fall back and saw that she was...sleeping?
Hancock quickly grabbed her adoptive mother by the shoulders and lifted her up off her feet, "What the hell!? Hey you shitty old bag it's your turn in line, wake up!" she then shaked her vigorously, but to no avail, until she heard a bell ring, "Um...excuse me Miss, but are you part of the line?" it was a tall man wearing sunglasses, a black suit, and black shoes.
He had shaved black hair, and a thin beard, "There are other guests, so I kindly suggest you move along please,"
Exasperated beyond belief, Hancock took their papers and money from Nyon's hands and quickly turned to face the clerk, who was already showing signs of impatience, "Yes, here, um, sorry for the wait, but my mother just happened to have another one of her narcolepsy attacks, heh,"
Unamused, the man gave them the keys and the number of their room, "Take this to one of the bellhops and he'll help you upstairs, next!" he rang the bell again, and the four of them went on to look for a bellhop.
Nyon, who was being carried by Marigold, suddenly woke up from her nap and frantically looked around, "Nyo! What happened? Where am I?" her questions only infuriated Hancock even more, "So how was your nap you shitty old toad!?" she was fuming as she walked past other guests,
"Eh!? I fell asleep again~nyon? Sorry dear, but you know old age, right~nyon?"
"Zip it! Now shut up while I look for a freaking bellhop in this place," and the sisters disappeared into the busy crowd.
At the same time, the revolving door at the entrance rotated, with three individuals entering one after another.
Two grown men, one being much older than the other, with the last being a teenager, "Ne, tou-san, is this the Dressrosa Hotel?" the latter asked,
"Yes Luffy, I'm supposed to meet with the owner to discuss some business matters, dad, you handle getting our rooms, alright? Oh, and Luffy, I don't want you getting into too much trouble understand?" the man lectured as he handed his father their documents and money,
"Hai, you can count on me dad," Luffy mused as he slipped his hands into his pockets and surveyed the main hall.
"No need for any of your money son, I have mine. Oi! Luffy, get your ass here this instant!" the old man called to his grandson, who was about to walk towards the stairs, "Yeah, yeah, don't get your fists in a butt," he replied as he reluctantly obeyed, which managed to provoke the elder to snap,
"WHAT DID YOU SAY!?" he quickly delivered a punch that knocked the boy out.