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Bazzite was on a mission. For what?

That... he wasn't sure about.

He'd been trailing an Order signature for about half an hour now, weaving in and out of the shopping district and staying a good few blocks away from the signal. Bazzite could tell they were a rank below him but other than that? No idea. Trailing the signal wasn't getting him any brownie points with the higher-ups, especially his General Benitoite. Bazzite frowned to himself. How was he supposed to get better if he wasn't proactive?

What would Remarque do?

Remarque would say to put his training to good use, to do something with himself. Test that speed and strength that promotion gave him. Nodding to himself, the little ninja decided that's what he was going to do. Pedal to the metal, Bazzite pushed himself into high gear to catch up to the Order signal. When everything was lined up with himself above the signal, Bazzite leaped over the side of the building for the drop.

Wow. This dude was.

....an actual pirate!

Which, in Bazzite's mind, meant he was all the more extra terrible and needed to be dealt with swiftly and succinctly. The punch headed for his face made Bazzite take a few steps back, Vesuvius' fist grazing his chin. "What am I doing? What are you doing, filthy pirate?" Bazzite retorted. Surely Benitoite and Remarque would be proud of the captain if he managed to take down a real pirate all by himself.

Did pirates have starseeds?

"I'm Bazzite, here to stop you from takin' over Destiny City. That's what I'm doing." Summoning up a shower of shuriken, Bazzite snapped up four and threw one of them at Vesuvius, hoping for a hit. "It's pirates like you workin' with the terrorists that keep good people from sleeping at night!"