[Consequences About 1 Year In The Making]
*Jolene and Rein relax on the deck of the Waves of Fortune in sun chairs*
Rein: Y’know…Life’s been pretty good lately.
*Rein leans back in his chair*
Jolene: Little too good actually, nothing good can last this long
Rein: You’re so paranoid for a drunk, nothing’s gonna happen.
*The Glowing Bulb on Rein’s left hand suddenly comes to life and starts to speak*
The Snatcher: (Pre-Recorded Vegapunk Voice) This Vegapunk Prosthetic Mult-Tool and Hand model has been reported for [CRIMINAL USAGE] and will no be locked, your current location will be alerted to the Marines effective immediately! Have a quasar day!!
*Jolene looks at Rein with a smirk*
Rein: (Annoyed) Not a word.
*We cut ahead 20 minutes to Wavey deep under the ocean and the crew trying to fiddle with Rein’s hand*
Rein: *Messing with it with a screwdriver* (Angry) Damn It! You’re my hand!! You’re supposed to listen to me!!
*Rein manages to pry the palm open with the screwdriver*
Jolene: I can’t believe how fast the Marine mobilized on our position.
Rein: Stolen Vega-Tech is pretty important, too bad they’d have to go 130 leagues under the sea to get us.
Mono: You do know they’re right on top of us right?
Rein: 130 leagues above us yes, they know we’re here but they can’t do anything about it.
Jolene: What if they call their subs?
Rein: Wavey will handle it probably, now help me fix this stupid thing.
*Rein lifts the compartment with a screw driver but is hit with another message*
The Snatcher: (Pre-Recorded Vegapunk Voice) Uh Oh, you’re attempting to tamper with my work. Do that and The Vegapunk Prosthetic Mult-Tool and Hand will fizzle out and die.
Rein: Ok, I guess I can’t use that anymore.
Jolene: Not unless you can get Vegapunk himself to reset it.
Rein: Or someone just as smart…too bad there is no one that smart. Well I think it’s decided, I’m gonna get Vegapunk to fix my hand!!
Mono: Isn’t he deeply intertwined with the Marines and his Island is under constant protection?
Rein: And when has “Constant Protection” ever stopped me or us at all? We’ll do it, and escape like *He snaps his fingers* That!!
Sol: So what are you gonna do for a hand until than?
Rein: Well let’s see…this hand would transform with my body when I shifted into my zoan form…but since we’re locked out I don’t think I’ll be able to fly, at least not for long…*Mutter Mutter*
Sol: Oi Big Man!! What are you gonna do for a hand?
Rein: *He snaps back to focus* Sorry, I have that all worked out.
*Rein walks away to his room and than comes back out with a silver hook encrusted with gemstones*
Rein: I present to you “Rein a la Crocodile”
*Rein holds up his hook*
Jolene: Damn, that’s not impressive at all.
Rein: Yeah I know, hooks suck compared to robot hands but it’s all I have.
Mono: Isn’t Sir Crocodile’s hook gold? And…less sparkly?
Rein: Shh, this is my take on the hook. It’s as functional as it is shiny, and when the light hits it just right I become a disco ball.
*Rein adjusts his position to the light and reflects back the light beams as pretty colors*
Rein: (Excited) ROYGBIV SUCKERS!! See it’s not all bad.
Jolene: This takes me back to my clubbing days, though I don’t actually remember those very well?
Mono: Wow!!! It’s so beautiful captain!!
Hati: I can’t see it but I bet it’s great.
Sol: *Her eyes widen* (Quietly) So Sparkly…
Rein: What was that Sol?
Sol: (Defensively) I said it’s an eyesore!! Shikikiki!!
Rein: Oh well, at least it’s a pretty eyesore.
