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Alexa Icnoyotl
Mon Aug 14, 2017 1:01 amAlexa L. Icnoyotl
Basic Character Information
Starting Bonus: Pocket Change | [Starting Bonus Roll]
First Name: Alexa
Middle Name/Initial: Leonora
Last Name: Icnoyotl
Epithet: To Be Determined
Age: 21
Gender: Female
Race: Human
Faction: Pirate
Profession: Mid-Level Chef
Physical Appearance
Height: 5'11
Weight: 130 lbs
Hair Style: Flared Ponytail with Middle Parted Bangs.
Hair Color: Blue
Eye Color: Aqua Blue
Scars: N/A
Clothing and Accessories: At an initial glance, Alexa seems to not wear much more than is really needed. Her choice of attire to cover the upper portion of her body seems to be little more than a sports bra. Really, nobody knows what it actually is. Following down, the next piece of her attire is a seemingly omnipresent pair of black gloves, made of a very soft, yet very durable material.
For clothing that covers her lower body, Alexa wears an almost omnipresent pair of tight fitting, military-style black pants. These were admittedly stolen from a Marine, and were adjusted to fit her. On her waist however is a belt that holds close to a dozen loops around it. These loops are capable of holding anything that has a canister-type shape, making it optimal for the holding of grenades, dangerous as that might be. Finally, she wears a pair of black combat boots. This is typically her most common attire, but she will change up her attire as needed. This outfit can be considered her "default" attire, at the very least.
Description: Standing at five feet and eleven inches tall, Alexa by default is in possession of the right height to cut an imposing figure. In fact, she seems to know this. Of course, having hair and eyes as blue as the sea tends to make people take her less seriously. As for her actual figure, most of her womanly curves seem to be focused on the upper portion of her body. She possesses a self-described "uncomfortably large chest", while the lower half of her body has only modest curves in comparison. If that wasn't enough to ruin any intimidating factor she would naturally have, her face is almost childish in terms of its structure, being very curved and less angular than most any other person her age. Really, most people who look at Alexa would see someone that isn't very intimidating at all. They tend to very quickly realize how wrong that view of her is however.
The Past
Main Traits:
- Empathetic
- Stubborn
- Confident
- Energetic
Likes:
- Cooking
- Swimming
- Music
- Sweet Tasting Liquor
Dislikes:
- Mistreatment of people in the Service Industry (Waitresses, Cashiers, etc)
- Beer (Particularly the scent)
- Smoking/Cigarette Smoke
- Arrogance
Unique Laugh: Suisuisui!
Hometown: Notice
Personality: You can't work in the service industry without a number of traits. Of course, anyone who meets Alexa would find themselves not surprised to hear that this was exactly what profession she was in before becoming a pirate. Alexa is a very confident person that is very difficult to take down a peg. That isn't to say that she has an ego, but merely that she has a thick skin, and is hard to truly get to. She is also rather stubborn, being more than willing to stand her ground in both an argument and a fight. But she isn't the kind of person that goes out actively looking for a battle. If anything, she has more empathy than pretty much anyone.
Up until her recent shift in profession, she poured every cent she had into helping the less fortunate. Her willingness to help is admirable enough on its own. But she is also a very energetic person, able to lift spirits with ease as she bounces from task to task.
And for years, this was about the full extent of her personality. She had never seen any real hardship other than the occasional spat with a customer. But the chain of events that have ended in her leaving her home have also resulted into a few additions to her personality. Several years of travelling under false names and bouncing from ship to ship have taken their toll on Alexa, as she can seem to be almost paranoid, always ready to bolt or start swinging if the situation calls for it.
As should be expected, this unhealthy way of dealing with things hasn't exactly been the best for her, as it has also led to anxiety starting to seep into her through the cracks, especially when it comes to the idea of being captured by marines. However, she has proven capable of hiding this side of herself very well, and comes off as yet another confident, cocky criminal that surfaced in this revived era.
- History:
- In every corner of the world, there are families that go way back in an area's local history. Notice is a large enough city that there are a high number of families with an increased presence in it's local history. The Icnoyotl family is one such family. As the story goes, they were supposedly one of the founding families of the city. However, rather than pursuing a role in governing they merely wished to have a place where they knew they would always be able to ply their trade: Cooking. Even nearly thirty years ago, this remained the case. Alexa was born into this family. From a young age, the bluenette was surrounded by people who knew everything there was to know about food, and grew up gaining that same love for it. There was no grand event that was there to drive her away from her home. No grand desires for adventure. Even when hearing the whispers of people who desired to set sail and claim the One Piece, she was more than content to remain with her family and cook.
After all, her mother's incredible knack with food had been passed down to Alexa via her tutelage. And she had no real reason to go out anywhere to try and find a way to keep her family safe. Criminals weren't exactly raring to strike out at a small, family owned restaurant. And even if people did come with that in mind, her father had been a well known swordsman in his day. Of course, most of his claim to fame came from being willing to take on any challenger in an honorable duel. But his skills were nothing to sneer at, and he had made sure that every single person who worked with him was more than capable of defending themselves. This included his daughter. All in all, it seemed like there was no real reason for Alexa to ever need to leave.
However, fate has a funny way of laying out its hand. And being well known among town for being accomplished chefs meant that people would occasionally come to them with meal requests. These people were almost always marines of a moderate standing who merely wanted a recreation of some kind of meal that was popular where they had come from before being stationed in Notice. And it was through this very method that fate would reveal its plans for Alexa. She had worked in the restaurant with her family for her entire life. Starting as a waitress when she was old enough to start doing part time work. Eventually, she was able to make her way back into the kitchen as an assistant.
After her mother was satisfied that her daughter was able to handle herself, she became an actual cook for the restaurant. In the years afterwards, she found herself bouncing from role to role in the kitchen. Not because she was bad at any one job. No, it was a result of being a small, family owned diner. Their schedules had been forced to remain flexible to prevent being forced to take on the entire burden of running the place themselves. As a result, the people who did work were often forced to be jacks of all trades, able to bounce from station to station as needed. And Alexa showed perhaps the most prowess with this ability. There were of course whispers amongst the staff that she would be promoted to head chef, not only for being the daughter of the current head chef, but because she had the skills to back that role up. All that was needed was a test.
That day came when a mid ranking marine walked through their doors, carrying a bag in one hand. He had come asking for a recreation of a particular dish, as many marines did. However, he also made a special request. He wanted a particular ingredient incorporated into it. Luckily enough, the man had come in on a particularly dead day. So his request was accepted, and the ingredient was taken into the kitchen. And there, it was revealed that Alexa would be the only one preparing this meal, as well as the ingredient that was requested to be added. It was a mango. Easy enough. However, as she was preparing the meal, Alexa noticed something. The texture was off. And there was no seed.
Normally, Mango had a very stringy texture. This was..grainy. And while mangoes were already sort of slimy..this one was particularly so. Of course, this drove Alexa to what should have been a very rational conclusion: this was a different type of fruit. One she had never tried before. As such, she made what would come to be the greatest error of her days: she tried a piece of the fruit. The flavor was inoffensive, and the texture was the biggest deal breaker. That was no problem. Simply make it part of a sauce. The meal was served up, and everything seemed to be ok..until the next morning. Mere moments after they opened to the public, Alexa and her family found the door being all but broken down by a gaggle of low ranking marines..and the man from the previous night. He demanded to see the head chef of the restaurant, whom he had been promised was the only one whom would be making his food.
However, Alexa had not been given her promotion yet. Instead, her mother came forward..and was arrested on the spot. It was revealed that he had given them a devil fruit to make as part of his meal. He knew the stories, that the fruits usually were of a horrific taste. So he desired to cloak the taste. That was why he had come to them. And yet, he didn't gain any ability. Not a one. As such, he charged Alexa's mother with Theft of World Government Property. As should have been expected, her father resented this claim, and laid down a challenge. A duel, right in the main room of the restaurant. This was an unfortunate decision, for he did not lay out the terms as clearly as he should have. If he won the duel, all charges against them would be dropped. If he lost, then they could take his wife away. Those were the only terms he laid out. The duel was intense.
The marine was skilled, and her father was just as much. However, there was one thing they underestimated: his arrogance. When it became clear that he wasn't gaining any ground against Alexa's father, he nodded to one of the marines on standby. The man drew his flintlock..and shot her father in the shoulder. This caused him to stumble, breaking his guard..only to find that his gut had become the sheath for the marine's sword. And just like that, it was over. The man was certain that he had taken the right person..and they left. Alexa however, scrambled over to her father in a blind panic. Tears welled up in her eyes as she tried again and again to grip the sword..but her hands kept going..through it. Oh no. His claim about having given them a devil fruit..it was correct.
In her panicked state, her hands couldn't find a grip, and she was sinking ever so slowly into the ground. But a simple smack to her face was enough to break her out of it, and she managed to sprint out into the streets, calling for a doctor. But the time she had spent trying to pull the sword out was time that she should have spent looking. He had lost too much blood by the time she returned with a doctor. All that was left was to pull the blade from his stomach, and leave. The law enforcement of the island would clean up the place. But..Alexa knew she couldn't stay. He had arrested her mother under mere suspicions of having the fruit's power. And her mother was stubborn..but the employees..they weren't.
So within the next twenty four hours, the seventeen year old girl known as Alexa Icnoyotl vanished from the face of Notice, having settled in amongst the crew of a merchant ship. The next four years had the girl learn more and more about her powers. Along with this, she honed her skills, even picking up on how to use and make grenades with help from the members of the merchant crew. However, she knew she couldn't stay with them.
So she jumped from ship to ship, using various false names. She knew that she would actually be hunted down for stealing the powers of a devil fruit from the marines. So she never used the same name twice. Not until she left the south blue, and arrived in the north. Now 21 years old, Alexa Leonora Icnoyotl has found herself wandering the south blue. Her years of running beginning to tire on her. She is done running. All she needs is a crew to take her in, or a crew of her own...
Gray
[tracker=/t131-tracker-gray-starks#504]
Name : Gray
Epithet : "The Conqueror"; "Black Fist"
Age : 49
Height : 10'2" (310 cm)
Weight : 1043 lbs (473 kg)
Species/Tribe : Cyborg Human
Faction : Pirate
World Position : Lurking Legend (Former Yonkou)
Crew : Black Fist Pirates (Destroyed)
Ship : Sangria's Vane (Destroyed)
Crew Role : Captain (Former)
Devil Fruit : Pressure-Pressure Fruit
Bounty : [ber=r] 5,000,000,000
EXP Bonus : +0.20 (to all allies)
Income Bonus : +0.20
Shop Discount : -30%
Balance : [bel] 25,000,000,000
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Re: Alexa Icnoyotl
Tue Aug 15, 2017 12:51 amApproved!
Alexa Icnoyotl wrote:Alexa "Lexa" Icnoyotl
Basic Character Information
Starting Bonus: Pocket Change | [Starting Bonus Roll]
First Name: Alexa
Middle Name/Initial: L.
Last Name: Icnoyotl
Epithet: (To Be Determined)
Age: 21
Gender: Female
Race: Human
Faction: Pirate
Profession: Mid-Level Chef (Family Business), Musician (Hobby. Most proficient with stringed instruments, though has proficiency with woodwinds as well)
Physical Appearance
Height: 5'11
Weight: 130 lbs
Hair Style: Flared Ponytail with Middle Parted Bangs.
Hair Color: Blue
Eye Color: Aqua Blue
Scars: N/A
Clothing and Accessories: At an initial glance, Alexa seems to not wear much more than is really needed. Her choice of attire to cover the upper portion of her body seems to be little more than a sports bra. Really, nobody knows what it actually is. Following down, the next piece of her attire is a seemingly omnipresent pair of black gloves, made of a very soft, yet very durable material.
For clothing that covers her lower body, Alexa wears an almost omnipresent pair of tight fitting, military-style black pants. These were admittedly stolen from a Marine, and were adjusted to fit her. On her waist however is a belt that holds close to a dozen loops around it. These loops are capable of holding anything that has a canister-type shape, making it optimal for the holding of grenades, dangerous as that might be. Finally, she wears a pair of black combat boots. This is typically her most common attire, but she will change up her attire as needed. This outfit can be considered her "default" attire, at the very least.
Description: Standing at five feet and eleven inches tall, Alexa by default is in possession of the right height to cut an imposing figure. In fact, she seems to know this. Of course, having hair and eyes as blue as the sea tends to make people take her less seriously. As for her actual figure, most of her womanly curves seem to be focused on the upper portion of her body. She possesses a self-described "uncomfortably large chest", while the lower half of her body has only modest curves in comparison. If that wasn't enough to ruin any intimidating factor she would naturally have, her face is almost childish in terms of its structure, being very curved and less angular than most any other person her age. Really, most people who look at Alexa would see someone that isn't very intimidating at all. They tend to very quickly realize how wrong that view of her is however.
The Past
Main Traits: Understanding, Empathetic, Calm, Cheerful, Fair, Blunt
Likes: Meat (Specifically Steak and Crab meat), Music, Cooking
Dislikes: Pervy Men, Most Marines, Firearms
Hometown: Notice
Personality: On an initial meeting, Alexa seems to be completely the opposite of what one would expect from a pirate. She seems to be a very understanding person, having empathy for pretty much everyone, while somehow always keeping her cool and being a generally cheerful person, one who attempts to make things as fair as possible for everyone. Of course, everyone has their bad side. For Alexa, the most prominent point of this side is her own inclination to become blunt once her patience has been worn thin. Once that occurs, she seems to act entirely differently, becoming very easily irritated and even fairly aggressive. In truth, this is her actual attitude. She has just worked her ass off trying to develop a more positive outlook on things, which made life much easier for her.
In combat though, she seems to take on a more snarky attitude, having various quips and remarks of her own to throw out against any that an opponent would make. She also seems to have a fairly good mind for strategy. She's nowhere near an expert strategist, but she does her best. It's in combat that her aggressive nature seems to play itself out the most though, as she will more often than not go in for a frontal assault when against a single opponent. Tactics do still exist in combat with her, but they don't take center stage until she's attempting to fight off a group, then they become the main focus.
- History:
Born and raised on the island of Notice in the North Blue, most of Alexa's life was fairly average. She grew up in what could basically be considered the middle class, as her father was a fairly successful chef, and her mother worked with fabric, creating uniforms for the Marines and even mending them. As a child, she had an intense admiration for the Marines, and The World Government as a whole. After all, who could hate a system that allowed for people to live their lives in such peace and prosperity? Of course, the moment she was old enough to properly do so, her father took her under his wing, teaching her how to cook and prepare food for others.
She learned all of the trade secrets that her father could offer during the hours that the little business that he ran was open. By this point, Alexa had borne witness to some of the more corrupt and brutal sides of the Marines, and The World Government as a whole. Several times Alexa herself had been threatened with violence due to telling a Marine Customer that she was one of the only things in the restaurant that couldn't be touched. Still, she didn't quite develop a hatred for Marines at this point. Really, handsy customers were common enough when she entered and exited the business itself that she just saw it as a humanizing trait. It was irritating, sure. But she knew better than to snap at her superiors. And after all, why do so? She had several interests of her own that actually made the few bad days she had bearable. She had a handful of instruments to practice playing when she wasn't working, and held a fairly impressive number of books about exploration.
Of course, everything changed in a single day. Her father had actually told Alexa to turn away anyone who was actually coming for a meal today, and was also told that she could only make a meal for a specific group of marines that were coming into the restaurant, and gave her instructions on what to make, including a 'special ingredient'. Of course, the dish itself was fairly complex, and the special ingredient she was told to add to the dish was..strange. It seemed to be a Mango, but held several swirled spots throughout the whole fruit, most of which were an entirely different color than the flesh of the fruit itself. In her ignorance, Alexa took a bite of the fruit. The flavor was pleasant enough, so she thought nothing of it, and prepared the meal as asked, adding the fruit itself as a side to only one of the bowls, having sliced it to make it easier to eat.
The Marines this time were much more cordial, and even kind to Alexa, paying her a great deal more than most customers ever would. Later that same night, Alexa had a rather terrifying experience. In an attempt to grab hold of the door leading to the living area of the restaurant-house, her hand simply submerged into the steel itself, almost like it was water. She of course had no issue removing her hand from the 'liquid' of the door. Her fear was immense, but she figured that her father would be able to tell her what was going on. As she reached the main area of the Restaurant however, Alexa heard several loud crashes, almost like tables were being flipped out of the way.
She actually hid herself, only really able to peek out into the main area. What she saw was the Marine who had been served the special fruit earlier in the day. He had been yelling at her father about how his 'Devil Fruit' was a fake, and that he was going to pay for tricking him into wasting his money. Unfortunately, Alexa was forced to witness the death..no. The Murder of her own father. The Marine didn't even bother taking his sword back. He left her father embedded into the wall of the restaurant, forced to bleed to death. She only barely had managed to gather the courage to remove the blade from her father's body before she ran away from her home out of fear. She was only sixteen at the time.
Later on, her mother was accused and found guilty of some fake money laundering scheme. Really, she didn't know if it was legitimate or not. She refused to believe so however, given what she had seen. Really, she'd only managed to hear it through rumors. It was at that point that Alexa decided that she needed to leave Notice. She had a small amount of money, the remains of the tip given to her by the Marines that she had made her special meal for. By this point, she had figured out that eating the fruit had given her a strange new ability: She was now able to slip through solid surfaces as if they were water. She could dive into them, swim through them, and even see light while submerged. In short, solid substances essentially became water to her. The irony of this though? She had lost her ability to swim in actual water.
She later learned that what she had eaten was the Swim-Swim Fruit. A devil fruit. It seemed that her father had found a fruit that the Marines thought was a devil fruit, and a high ranking officer had decided that he would be the one to eat the fruit and gain its powers. Unfortunately, Alexa had habitually taken a bite of the fruit to determine its flavor, and try to create the best meal possible. For the next few years, Alexa wandered the North Blue, taking on odd jobs and honing her skills with a sword. Specifically, the sword that had killed her father. As she made her way through the area that she had known all her life, she found herself questioning the government more and more, as the cruelty of the Marines and the World Government itself became more and more clear.
At some point, she had decided that enough was enough. She had developed an acute hatred for Marines. Having seen them ruin people's lives left and right, along with generally being exposed to the worst of it all was what pushed her over the edge. She knew she couldn't keep stowing away on trading vessels forever. She needed her own ship. She knew what she was going to do. She would become a pirate. She bought a decent ship and even gathered a few people willing to actually work with the maintenance of the ship within the darker portions of the city. In truth, her crew is small. But she knows that time will grant them more and more opportunities to grow. If she couldn't trust the government, she would make the world fear her. She had grown up reading stories of pirates and exploration..now it is time for her to live those stories herself.
- Gray
[tracker=/t131-tracker-gray-starks#504]
Name : Gray
Epithet : "The Conqueror"; "Black Fist"
Age : 49
Height : 10'2" (310 cm)
Weight : 1043 lbs (473 kg)
Species/Tribe : Cyborg Human
Faction : Pirate
World Position : Lurking Legend (Former Yonkou)
Crew : Black Fist Pirates (Destroyed)
Ship : Sangria's Vane (Destroyed)
Crew Role : Captain (Former)
Devil Fruit : Pressure-Pressure Fruit
Bounty : [ber=r] 5,000,000,000
EXP Bonus : +0.20 (to all allies)
Income Bonus : +0.20
Shop Discount : -30%
Balance : [bel] 25,000,000,000
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Re: Alexa Icnoyotl
Tue Jun 30, 2020 11:27 amI really liked the rewritten history! I hope Alexa finds her father's killer one day and shows him what's what.
Alexa Icnoyotl wrote:Alexa L. Icnoyotl
Basic Character Information
Starting Bonus: Pocket Change | [Starting Bonus Roll]
First Name: Alexa
Middle Name/Initial: Leonora
Last Name: Icnoyotl
Epithet: To Be Determined
Age: 21
Gender: Female
Race: Human
Faction: Pirate
Profession: Mid-Level Chef
Physical Appearance
Height: 5'11
Weight: 130 lbs
Hair Style: Flared Ponytail with Middle Parted Bangs.
Hair Color: Blue
Eye Color: Aqua Blue
Scars: N/A
Clothing and Accessories: At an initial glance, Alexa seems to not wear much more than is really needed. Her choice of attire to cover the upper portion of her body seems to be little more than a sports bra. Really, nobody knows what it actually is. Following down, the next piece of her attire is a seemingly omnipresent pair of black gloves, made of a very soft, yet very durable material.
For clothing that covers her lower body, Alexa wears an almost omnipresent pair of tight fitting, military-style black pants. These were admittedly stolen from a Marine, and were adjusted to fit her. On her waist however is a belt that holds close to a dozen loops around it. These loops are capable of holding anything that has a canister-type shape, making it optimal for the holding of grenades, dangerous as that might be. Finally, she wears a pair of black combat boots. This is typically her most common attire, but she will change up her attire as needed. This outfit can be considered her "default" attire, at the very least.
Description: Standing at five feet and eleven inches tall, Alexa by default is in possession of the right height to cut an imposing figure. In fact, she seems to know this. Of course, having hair and eyes as blue as the sea tends to make people take her less seriously. As for her actual figure, most of her womanly curves seem to be focused on the upper portion of her body. She possesses a self-described "uncomfortably large chest", while the lower half of her body has only modest curves in comparison. If that wasn't enough to ruin any intimidating factor she would naturally have, her face is almost childish in terms of its structure, being very curved and less angular than most any other person her age. Really, most people who look at Alexa would see someone that isn't very intimidating at all. They tend to very quickly realize how wrong that view of her is however.
The Past
Main Traits:
- Empathetic
- Stubborn
- Confident
- Energetic
Likes:
- Cooking
- Swimming
- Music
- Sweet Tasting Liquor
Dislikes:
- Mistreatment of people in the Service Industry (Waitresses, Cashiers, etc)
- Beer (Particularly the scent)
- Smoking/Cigarette Smoke
- Arrogance
Unique Laugh: Suisuisui!
Hometown: Notice
Personality: You can't work in the service industry without a number of traits. Of course, anyone who meets Alexa would find themselves not surprised to hear that this was exactly what profession she was in before becoming a pirate. Alexa is a very confident person that is very difficult to take down a peg. That isn't to say that she has an ego, but merely that she has a thick skin, and is hard to truly get to. She is also rather stubborn, being more than willing to stand her ground in both an argument and a fight. But she isn't the kind of person that goes out actively looking for a battle. If anything, she has more empathy than pretty much anyone.
Up until her recent shift in profession, she poured every cent she had into helping the less fortunate. Her willingness to help is admirable enough on its own. But she is also a very energetic person, able to lift spirits with ease as she bounces from task to task.
And for years, this was about the full extent of her personality. She had never seen any real hardship other than the occasional spat with a customer. But the chain of events that have ended in her leaving her home have also resulted into a few additions to her personality. Several years of travelling under false names and bouncing from ship to ship have taken their toll on Alexa, as she can seem to be almost paranoid, always ready to bolt or start swinging if the situation calls for it.
As should be expected, this unhealthy way of dealing with things hasn't exactly been the best for her, as it has also led to anxiety starting to seep into her through the cracks, especially when it comes to the idea of being captured by marines. However, she has proven capable of hiding this side of herself very well, and comes off as yet another confident, cocky criminal that surfaced in this revived era.
- History:
After all, her mother's incredible knack with food had been passed down to Alexa via her tutelage. And she had no real reason to go out anywhere to try and find a way to keep her family safe. Criminals weren't exactly raring to strike out at a small, family owned restaurant. And even if people did come with that in mind, her father had been a well known swordsman in his day. Of course, most of his claim to fame came from being willing to take on any challenger in an honorable duel. But his skills were nothing to sneer at, and he had made sure that every single person who worked with him was more than capable of defending themselves. This included his daughter. All in all, it seemed like there was no real reason for Alexa to ever need to leave.
However, fate has a funny way of laying out its hand. And being well known among town for being accomplished chefs meant that people would occasionally come to them with meal requests. These people were almost always marines of a moderate standing who merely wanted a recreation of some kind of meal that was popular where they had come from before being stationed in Notice. And it was through this very method that fate would reveal its plans for Alexa. She had worked in the restaurant with her family for her entire life. Starting as a waitress when she was old enough to start doing part time work. Eventually, she was able to make her way back into the kitchen as an assistant.
After her mother was satisfied that her daughter was able to handle herself, she became an actual cook for the restaurant. In the years afterwards, she found herself bouncing from role to role in the kitchen. Not because she was bad at any one job. No, it was a result of being a small, family owned diner. Their schedules had been forced to remain flexible to prevent being forced to take on the entire burden of running the place themselves. As a result, the people who did work were often forced to be jacks of all trades, able to bounce from station to station as needed. And Alexa showed perhaps the most prowess with this ability. There were of course whispers amongst the staff that she would be promoted to head chef, not only for being the daughter of the current head chef, but because she had the skills to back that role up. All that was needed was a test.
That day came when a mid ranking marine walked through their doors, carrying a bag in one hand. He had come asking for a recreation of a particular dish, as many marines did. However, he also made a special request. He wanted a particular ingredient incorporated into it. Luckily enough, the man had come in on a particularly dead day. So his request was accepted, and the ingredient was taken into the kitchen. And there, it was revealed that Alexa would be the only one preparing this meal, as well as the ingredient that was requested to be added. It was a mango. Easy enough. However, as she was preparing the meal, Alexa noticed something. The texture was off. And there was no seed.
Normally, Mango had a very stringy texture. This was..grainy. And while mangoes were already sort of slimy..this one was particularly so. Of course, this drove Alexa to what should have been a very rational conclusion: this was a different type of fruit. One she had never tried before. As such, she made what would come to be the greatest error of her days: she tried a piece of the fruit. The flavor was inoffensive, and the texture was the biggest deal breaker. That was no problem. Simply make it part of a sauce. The meal was served up, and everything seemed to be ok..until the next morning. Mere moments after they opened to the public, Alexa and her family found the door being all but broken down by a gaggle of low ranking marines..and the man from the previous night. He demanded to see the head chef of the restaurant, whom he had been promised was the only one whom would be making his food.
However, Alexa had not been given her promotion yet. Instead, her mother came forward..and was arrested on the spot. It was revealed that he had given them a devil fruit to make as part of his meal. He knew the stories, that the fruits usually were of a horrific taste. So he desired to cloak the taste. That was why he had come to them. And yet, he didn't gain any ability. Not a one. As such, he charged Alexa's mother with Theft of World Government Property. As should have been expected, her father resented this claim, and laid down a challenge. A duel, right in the main room of the restaurant. This was an unfortunate decision, for he did not lay out the terms as clearly as he should have. If he won the duel, all charges against them would be dropped. If he lost, then they could take his wife away. Those were the only terms he laid out. The duel was intense.
The marine was skilled, and her father was just as much. However, there was one thing they underestimated: his arrogance. When it became clear that he wasn't gaining any ground against Alexa's father, he nodded to one of the marines on standby. The man drew his flintlock..and shot her father in the shoulder. This caused him to stumble, breaking his guard..only to find that his gut had become the sheath for the marine's sword. And just like that, it was over. The man was certain that he had taken the right person..and they left. Alexa however, scrambled over to her father in a blind panic. Tears welled up in her eyes as she tried again and again to grip the sword..but her hands kept going..through it. Oh no. His claim about having given them a devil fruit..it was correct.
In her panicked state, her hands couldn't find a grip, and she was sinking ever so slowly into the ground. But a simple smack to her face was enough to break her out of it, and she managed to sprint out into the streets, calling for a doctor. But the time she had spent trying to pull the sword out was time that she should have spent looking. He had lost too much blood by the time she returned with a doctor. All that was left was to pull the blade from his stomach, and leave. The law enforcement of the island would clean up the place. But..Alexa knew she couldn't stay. He had arrested her mother under mere suspicions of having the fruit's power. And her mother was stubborn..but the employees..they weren't.
So within the next twenty four hours, the seventeen year old girl known as Alexa Icnoyotl vanished from the face of Notice, having settled in amongst the crew of a merchant ship. The next four years had the girl learn more and more about her powers. Along with this, she honed her skills, even picking up on how to use and make grenades with help from the members of the merchant crew. However, she knew she couldn't stay with them.
So she jumped from ship to ship, using various false names. She knew that she would actually be hunted down for stealing the powers of a devil fruit from the marines. So she never used the same name twice. Not until she left the south blue, and arrived in the north. Now 21 years old, Alexa Leonora Icnoyotl has found herself wandering the south blue. Her years of running beginning to tire on her. She is done running. All she needs is a crew to take her in, or a crew of her own...
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