The crowd seemed to be really enjoying her dancing and she was spurred on by the attention. Eventually the song had to come to a close and despite her confidence her her performance she nervously awaited the verdict. When he announced her as the crew's new dancer she couldn't help jumping up and down squealing in delight and clapping her hands. She couldn't believe she was actually accepted into a pirate crew. She was more than just dancer she could sing too but they could find that out later. Now at least she could finally start earning power for herself. She listened intently as he told her about the crew she had just joined and she couldn't believe her luck. The songbird pirates stood for every reason she wanted to be a pirate. She was begging to think Sparrow was wrong. She hadn't been born in the best family and having the worst luck. She was beginning to think she was born in the worst family and had the best luck.

Some green haired fellow came up and said hello to everyone. She answered with a polite "Hello" but otherwise said nothing else. She didn't recognize him at all and her mind was currently occupied with other things.

Celestia was caught off guard when her new captain asked her; her name. It wasn't the actual name asking that bothered her it was the way he was staring in her eyes as if staring into her soul. It was intimidating and she questioned lying to him. Was it really a lie though. Celestia was her name now so that made it not a lie right? "My...my name...my name is Celestia." She tried to answer with confidence.

Junbei's tune changed the music taking on something more appropriate for her more privet dancing form. Normally it wasn't something she would do in public but the music was calling her to dance and she was inspired by the earlier speech. She didn't have a choice at this point, her self expressing screaming to be let out. Adjusting her shirt back to normal, the green eyed beauty hit the floor her hands keeping her up as her legs swung around. She had begun break dancing. It was the completely different from her earlier dance and she did so with more energy and enthusiasm than ever before. Gracefully she transitioned from big flashy acrobatic feats to exotic spins such as spinning cartwheels. Her stamina seemed endless as she pulled off move after move that others saved for their finally. She was having the time of her life.

As the woman went on to dance, it only became clear of who this was. It had to be the Celestial Dragon that went missing fourteen years ago! However, not many people would remember that catastrophic event it had long passed, they say the Celestial Dragons haven't given up on trying to find her. Also, Mavis had also heard rumors that anyone linked to the little girl taken was hunted down and viciously torn apart. Most people probably couldn't even remember the poster of her younger self, Mavis was different however it was as if Mavis felt linked to her the day she witnessed the poster. It was clear that no one recognized her, probably because not many people were blessed with an extraordinary memory like Mavis nor would they ever think to imagine her currently.

Ah. Mavis remembered that day she saw the poster. she was five. Her father had recently begun putting her to work in his slave village. It wasn't like he showed sympathy to his daughter if anything he was much harder on her. The crowd of slaves had all been looking at a sort of poster along with a plea just below the picture of Astral the Celestial Dragon. Her being so much younger her height differed majorly compared to the older slaves.

"Lemme' see!" Mavis grunted, "I wanna see what you're all looking attt!" 

They had handed her the paper, Mavis wasted no time letting her eyes roam the paper.


"Ooh, she's pretty!" Mavis said in awe, her eyes sparkled with curiosity looking down at the poster.

Mavis had been reading tons of books so she had no trouble reading into the plea from her family. Just as she was about to cry her father had kicked her into the ground, rubbing his boot into her skull.

"Oh, Mavis. Darling, you always did have great taste in women. If only I could locate her kidnappers I'd use you to help me enslave her!" Rankyu chuckled, his words just as ice cold as ever.

Mavis cried and begged her father to quit. Which eventually he did, after telling her she was to work and only work that was her sole purpose. That could very well be the sole reason why Mavis always could vividly remember that girl and her story- because that was the first time her father had beaten her like trash, and truly made her feel like worthless shit.

Mavis had snapped back into reality once her captain announced the woman would be joining, luckily he asked the woman her named. Yes! This would be the perfect opportunity to see if this was, indeed, Astral. Mavis' smiled widened as she saw the pure happiness in this woman when she was told she was a Songbird.

She had replied that her name was Celestia. Wow, what thought- such a bad cover-up this only further ignited her flames to prove her theory true. Although, Mavis had no doubt that her past was not a happy one; so she wouldn't push the envelope to open too far. Then he asked if he was right as he gave out a speech.


"Of course, my beloved Jun-Jun."

 As Junbei went on to talk to her a familiar face had said hello to her.

"Hello Hello!" Mavis gave him her signature smile that could give anyone a sense of warmth and comfort.

It wasn't like he could hide his title from her she could pinpoint a flea if she wanted to. Although it was clear he didn't care who knew or not considering one of the distinctive features of this man was his direwolf sigil on his body was visible. Mavis didn't care who he was although she knew he was an ex-marine which meant he either could be betraying the world government due to personal reasons or he could very well be acting to put the Songbirds in a trap. Mavis would definitely keep a close eye on this one.


"I'm Mavis Lockheart, one of the best, with a gun that you'll ever meet." She introduced herself to him.

After a little while longer Celestia was getting very tired. She had been really enjoying herself however her new crew mates seemed to be talking about some interesting stuff and the person who said hi to her earlier seemed to be the focus. Finding a good spot in the song she would end her dancing to the great disappointment of many around her. She couldn't go indefinitely though especially not with the enthusiasm she was cranking out. Before she could join the nearby conversation though she found herself with a headache from dehydration. Luckily a bunch of water was brought right to her and she downed the majority of it so quickly she gave herself a stomach ache.

Disregarding her new discomfort the small women inserted herself into the group without being easily noticed. She listened in as they talked about things like double roses and weapons and other stuff she was completely lost at. The part that really captured her attention though and just about the only part she was able to follow was when the new guy or at least she was pretty sure he was the new guy, started talking about eliminating slavery from the world. "I want to help." Celestia chimed in. "I don't know how much help I can be though. I don't even have the power to help myself and it pisses me off. But still I want to help!" She realized after saying this that if she did tag along that meant she was going to have to fight against her family at one point. They deserved it, they were rotten but still the idea of reuniting was unsettling.

Mavis stared at the glass of alcohol. Junbei- that idiot doesn't he know she hated alcohol? She looked at him a bit surprised seeing him smoke, that didn't really phase her too much, she kind of got used to the smell of smoke- she used a gun so of course. Mavis just never expected her captain to pick up on such a nasty habit. Especially if he's going to be a musical sensation that can look either disgusting or extremely sexy.

The blacksmith had made small humor with her. However, it did strike her- what did he mean her choice of weaponry? Was it her gun? Maybe it was because how under powered it looked? She had kept her mother's gun to carry her source of legacy onwards. She had this gun for almost a decade now, even if her father when he enslaved her had kept it mostly, she remembered the night she had snuck in his office to feel her mother's gun and got attached instantly. It probably looked foolish to see a Titan Pirate carry around such a pathetic looking gun.

"Briss Kingdom, huh?" Mavis pondered.

She had heard quite a bit about that nation. They were in a serious war issue at the moment, so it was best to steer clear away from them. When the blacksmith mentioned he wanted to end slavery she suddenly was all ears to the man. 

"Abolish slavery, huh?" Mavis smirked. "That's my dream as well- you know my father owns the biggest slave empire known. They call him the Emperor of Slaves or the King of Dead Souls." Mavis further explained his second title, "Mostly because a slave owner demolishes what little soul they have left- to you know... make them mindless workers for your own self-gain- the usual."

Mavis smiled though, they all had common goals. Mavis had emptied her glass of wine and poured herself a glass of water, sipping it. This was interesting.

It seemed like everyone there had some sort of dealings with the Slave Traffickers in their lives. He hadn’t realized how far these sort of threat and fear reached that far out in every direction. The King of the Slave trade, talk of experiments on human beings, and everything that can be done is being done all around the world. Magnus took a deep breathe before snapping back to the message coming from the Baby Den Den Mushi. “Well, the fun comes to an end, but the true excitement is only beginning.” Magnus thought as he stood up to stretch while the Yonko. “I greatly appreciate the offer, but I am nobody aside from my Blacksmith Title. I would definitely like to see this Present.” Magnus took a little bow as he looked over at the two women. “I will definitely be seeing you guys later. Next time, I see everyone here. I will have gifts for you all.”/b] Magnus reattached his belt with his blade on his left hip. He reached down for his backpack and reached inside to pull out some beli wrapped with rubber bands. He gave a little smirk before putting the back pack on. “Hey Mavis. Take this! Nothing against Marksmen, but I hate guns. They make the kill unclean. Use the Money for what you want, like I said I will have gifts for everyone.” Pivoting back towards Charlotte Lacosta; Magnus slide his hands into his pockets and stopped a little bit away from The Navigator. “Oh no worries! I do not take offense. I am a pretty blunt man myself. I shall be going to Double Rose. I have some gifts to create.” Magnus gave a little smile and followed on after her when she turn around and lead him away. Hopefully, the titan wouldn’t be too upset with the joke about her method of fighting. Magnus just had a preference of being up front that way you can hear the man’s last words as you take his life. The memories of the Slave pit flashed through Magnus mind as he exited stage right. ======> Exit Too Double Rose

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Junbei had received a call, the voice that voice- it was Caprice! She was so excited, she missed him dearly, she remembered their first acquaintance at the Davy Challenge. He was a simple thief but he was so much more than that to Mavis, he was family, someone that could be trusted, he must have grown so much. How much though? Those were the typical questions that ran through her head. Charlotte, she looked as beautiful as ever. Junbei had taken off as the call had been a sort of meeting that they were all late too, which was why the captain was being chewed out. Ah Junbei, still the same old goofball.

The blacksmith had given Mavis a bag of beli before they left though. She smiled and thanked him, she didn't expect such kind actions from him. She looked over at Celestia, she still strongly believed she knew who this woman was exactly, but all in time it'd all be revealed and she'd know who she was. Her real name, her position, and even her past. Mavis had big plans on befriending the new crew-mate, so they'd be comfortable with each other, of course.

Although she had volunteered herself for their anti slavery mission of some sorts the conversation quickly turned to areas she understood little about. What little she did catch served to put her at more ease though. With how anti slavery and pro freedom everyone was she had been getting fearful she might even get killed if it was discovered she was a Celestial Dragon. Junbei made it clear though it was the people behind all that crap he didn't like. Celestia didn't have any slaves not for 14 years now anyways and she didn't do all the stuff the others did. That meant she was in the clear now right?

All the other stuff was just about presents and some meeting. She noticed Mavis looking at her with knowing eyes and it made the green eyed dancer nervous. Before she had much time to think about it though Junbei came up wrapping an arm around her waist. "Wha..what are you doing?" She asked confused before he wrapped his other arm around Mavis's. And then suddenly they were off.

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