Audio -> Text; Early AM, 11th

[hiken]

[Ace's post begins with a number of screaming pleas. They're cut off in an instant and bodies are heard hitting the ground, one rapidly after the other. Beyond that, a set of slow foot-steps permeates past that noise. It all stops--just as the sound of an anchor being towed up from the water follows.]

I'm tired of making you bow. [Another man fell--and then another.]

Those of you who can still stand. Raise your sails and turn the helm 45 degrees clockwise. To Aeolipile.

Please! We don't want to go there! There's madmen, there! The Sea Witch is--Ungh!

[Another man hit the floor at that--presumably the one crying out to Ace.]

You have my apologies. Next time, just remember--I'm never going to ask you questions. I'm only going to be issuing commands.

[At that, Ace's journal ceased sending over his voice.]

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[TEXT - PRIVATE TO THE SPADES]

Pack everything up and run. If you don't run in time, then don't let me reach the shore.

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[hiken]

[The witch let up, because she wanted Ace's behavior to screw with the crew. Otherwise, he would have been a fully controlled pawn hours ago.

He needed to give them false hope.]

Unless it involves killing me, fat chance. Restraint, guarding me--none of that's gonna work.

voice;

[theartofboom]

[She snorts.]

I bet I could. There's next to nothing I can't restrain or subdue, Captain. Rather not kill you on the first day.

voice;

[hiken]

You might wanna ask Marco about that.

He'll let ya' know the truth of that matter.

voice;

[theartofboom]

Haven't seen him yet. But hey, I'm not exactly talking about brawling here.

I just...well, fuck me, I'll figure something out. If there's a chance I can break the bitch's hold on you, I will. And if not, no hard feelings?

voice;

[hiken]

If you kill me, then I can't hurt my crew.

[Without missing a beat.] That's fine by me.

voice;

[theartofboom]

Alright.

[She sounds somber, solemn, and determined.]

I'll do everything in my power to keep our crew safe, then.

voice;

[hiken]

The best of luck to you.

I don't want to be disappointed.

[With that, Ace shut his journal.]