Slowly the loose items in the penthouse office began to stir. Abandoned since the pirate lord had been defeated. A slow warm breeze would pick up under the light of a full moon. Stirring the loose papers first. Perhaps one might assume its a summer nights breeze through a high open window. Yet slowly it would begin to swirl as it picked up the papers and loose debris. Sucking in the desk and chairs even as they began to circle the room. Something was struggling to happen there. Struggling to find a marked spot to open. However the puzzle had laid here in his possession for some time. Leaving a mark of its energy there that could be tracked from the other world. For three years now Okane had been trapped over there. Tormented and tortured. Only through having gathered up materials he needed to make a bomb had he managed to escape. Painstaking patience and the right kind of mixture. Enduring torture time and time again only to manage to slip away another material component. Only through the distraction of an explosive was he able to take out his guard and get to the portal room. All hedged on a dangerous gamble.
In truth he had been biding his time whenever Menza and his twisted team allowed him to. Resisting the mind reading had proven difficult but eventually he had managed it. It was only due to them thinking he was beaten and helpless now that he had been capable of pulling off this escape. There was something bigger going on out there....as if just on the other side of a veil. However he dared not lock onto the portal key itself. Whoever they had given it to would not likely be friendly to him. Still he was surprised to find its remnant presence to lock onto separate from the key itself. Still he would shift his attention to the gamble and connect a gate way to the remnant energy. He hoped it would be a suitable landscape as he focused his chakra into the gate on his end. Feeling himself be pulled through reality. It was nauseating being moved between the two. Still the gate would flicker open as it swirled in brilliant blue energy. Allowing Okane to slip through before it closed again. A broken haggard man in rags. His hair knotted and overgrown with a thick beard. For a moment he let out a shuddering breath on the floor.
Before he even took to his surroundings Okane would drop to his knees and place both hands on the ground. Focusing on creating a seal to seal the remnant energy. Pulling it out of the room and sealing it to ensure he would not be followed. Only once the energy was gone would he sigh and collapse on his side. His chest heaving as he breathed fresh earth air. He would roll onto his back as he took in the ceiling a moment before slowly sitting up and looking around. He knew this office...even if it was damaged and burned he knew it....it was his office from before he was taken...his tower. A monument to his ego. Slowly he would rise to his feet. Unsteady at first as he used a wall to help himself up before limping to the shattered window and looking out. He was...home...but it was broken. A fragment of what it was. And they were at sea.....So they hadn't discovered his back up great engine. His gaze shifted over the world below him a moment before he would turn and limp back inside. He had been gone too long...but he could fix it....he would rebuild.
Okane would limp over to one wall with a torn painting of himself. There behind the painting he would move a section of wall. Pressing on it to unlock it before finding the dial. If they tracked him they would know where he was....heading there immediately. So he needed to not be here. He needed to get to his company. Luckily with the back up engine he could take his creation with him. Without consulting the people below or giving it a second thought Okane would reach behind the wall and enter a code. The island would shudder and the sound of the engines picking up could be heard. If the company followed his plan than the closest place to park this bitch was Sky. Okane would grin as he adjusted the course with a dial. Setting the island as it lifted out of the sea on a direct course for the shores of Sky village. They wanted to use him? To force his hand? He would rally a world against them. He would prepare those he could and gather the finest crafters under him. Menza and his allies would pay a dear price for crossing him. But first...first while he traveled he would need to clean himself up. A haircut and a beard trim....a shower and a new suit. A god had to look good. Before they went too far though he would send out invitations to each major nation. An invitation to the land of sky for an auction. On the way however he would gather his loving employees to celebrate his return. Using steel release and seals to fix all the buildings and structures. Okane Tomi was back
Exit thread
Heavenly emporium is moving to Sky village's shore
Half Kaizoku Sea - 36 hours - Land of Sky
In truth he had been biding his time whenever Menza and his twisted team allowed him to. Resisting the mind reading had proven difficult but eventually he had managed it. It was only due to them thinking he was beaten and helpless now that he had been capable of pulling off this escape. There was something bigger going on out there....as if just on the other side of a veil. However he dared not lock onto the portal key itself. Whoever they had given it to would not likely be friendly to him. Still he was surprised to find its remnant presence to lock onto separate from the key itself. Still he would shift his attention to the gamble and connect a gate way to the remnant energy. He hoped it would be a suitable landscape as he focused his chakra into the gate on his end. Feeling himself be pulled through reality. It was nauseating being moved between the two. Still the gate would flicker open as it swirled in brilliant blue energy. Allowing Okane to slip through before it closed again. A broken haggard man in rags. His hair knotted and overgrown with a thick beard. For a moment he let out a shuddering breath on the floor.
Before he even took to his surroundings Okane would drop to his knees and place both hands on the ground. Focusing on creating a seal to seal the remnant energy. Pulling it out of the room and sealing it to ensure he would not be followed. Only once the energy was gone would he sigh and collapse on his side. His chest heaving as he breathed fresh earth air. He would roll onto his back as he took in the ceiling a moment before slowly sitting up and looking around. He knew this office...even if it was damaged and burned he knew it....it was his office from before he was taken...his tower. A monument to his ego. Slowly he would rise to his feet. Unsteady at first as he used a wall to help himself up before limping to the shattered window and looking out. He was...home...but it was broken. A fragment of what it was. And they were at sea.....So they hadn't discovered his back up great engine. His gaze shifted over the world below him a moment before he would turn and limp back inside. He had been gone too long...but he could fix it....he would rebuild.
Okane would limp over to one wall with a torn painting of himself. There behind the painting he would move a section of wall. Pressing on it to unlock it before finding the dial. If they tracked him they would know where he was....heading there immediately. So he needed to not be here. He needed to get to his company. Luckily with the back up engine he could take his creation with him. Without consulting the people below or giving it a second thought Okane would reach behind the wall and enter a code. The island would shudder and the sound of the engines picking up could be heard. If the company followed his plan than the closest place to park this bitch was Sky. Okane would grin as he adjusted the course with a dial. Setting the island as it lifted out of the sea on a direct course for the shores of Sky village. They wanted to use him? To force his hand? He would rally a world against them. He would prepare those he could and gather the finest crafters under him. Menza and his allies would pay a dear price for crossing him. But first...first while he traveled he would need to clean himself up. A haircut and a beard trim....a shower and a new suit. A god had to look good. Before they went too far though he would send out invitations to each major nation. An invitation to the land of sky for an auction. On the way however he would gather his loving employees to celebrate his return. Using steel release and seals to fix all the buildings and structures. Okane Tomi was back
Exit thread
Heavenly emporium is moving to Sky village's shore
Half Kaizoku Sea - 36 hours - Land of Sky
