"Wait. You want to come with me? Why not lead the riots out there and make sure people get out?" Leroy asked as he thumbed vaguely behind him
"Good question." Diva said. Then showing the tattoo on her arm. It was…The symbol of the Militia. "I know you're father. I have known him for a very long time. I was arrested many years ago. Overwhelmed, chose to stay behind so that my group could make it out. Me and Ritsuzen Hora fought them off, but we were too injured at that time to do anything more."
Hora came from behind. A man shirtless with a well toned and athletic physique and medium blonde hair. Wearing glasses that were like oblong bulbs on his face. His pants seemed to be a pair from the guards.
"What do you do?" Leroy asked, gesturing with his head. He responded in a deep voice "Whatchu mean? Like powers? Diva heres a damn good biologist and chemist. Few hormone treatments over the past many decades, goin from female to male, and some reinforcements to my body made me damn strong." He flexed his bicep
"Over 1,000x Stronger than Titanium according to Mx. Diva over here. But apparently that wasn't really that impressive. Just a low estimation."
"Yes. The bod can be coaxed and treated over time to bring out a tremendous amounts of strength that eventually, no Natural Material that isn't organic would be able to handle. Thats just the power of a constable for you when you're in the Militia."
"I myself was a Division Commander and the General Secretary of the Vanguard Committee. Only people technically above me were the Chief of Staff, and the Chairmen. Who also happens to hold the Postion of Supreme Leader. You're Father. Tigre."
"Though-" She raised her hands to articulate "Technically, no ones really over anybody when it comes to the Vanguard. Things like the Internal Affairs and the Leader themself make sure to adhere politically to both our doctrines and the like. Prevents Bureaucracy from gridlocking progression or possible overthrows or corruption of the part if in any, and when they inevitably will and should, replace us."
"I've been in contact with your father for years from the inside via special communications. We came to the agreement that nothing was to be done, less it strain broader workers struggles around the world with a sudden break out."
"But enough of the politics. Nows finally the time. I'm sure you're father would have something to say about your spontaneity. But we should use this opportunity with out it slipping from our fingers."
"Riff, Horror. With me. The rest of you lot! Get your guns, ammo and get ready!" She said before doing a heel turn and coming back to face Leroy. She pulled down a projector. And quickly Horror brought it to life. A full detailed list of the blueprints for styx
"We will head down right away. The Moment we hit Violence, guaranteed they'll figure out whats going on and initiate counter protocols to the insurgency. This would mean many things. One, The Arbiters will be enacted, the best Riot Guards they have. Armed to the teeth, and manned with kill on sight orders for any attempting escape."
The Riot guards were dressed in full suits of armor that were pitch black with an off shade of blue hue to them. They wore helmets that only exposed their chins, but had a piece of metal that was almost like a chin guard. Many held large Riot Shields with the logo of the prison on them, huge clubs, and large Machine Guns that loaded from a top magazine.
"Two Death Watch will be activated. Death Watch are the elite officers hand picked by the warden" The figures themselves on the slides were silhouetted. Photo taken from both distance, and also hand drawn on memory without finer details
"Theres also the Lozards and Terrar." Creatures that looked like mutated lizards double the size of people appeared on screen. Ones labeled Lozard were much more reptilian. While the Terrar were humanoid and seemed to have been hybrids almost like zoans man-beast transformations
"And finally. The Third thing-" The slid flickered and clicked into place
"The Warden. Dante. He will personally rise from his office at the bottom of the prison and make his way all the way to the top." The image of the warden was of a man in a helmet that covered most of his face, leaving his jaw exposed. An Intense Scowl across his chin with stubble. The helmet itself was black with accents of grey and blue. With the logo of the Prison on the back of it.
"Dante will eventually encounter us as we make it to the bottom" Diva marked with a red marker "I estimate that will be on either in Treachery or in the Frozen wastes."
"We don't need to beat him. We just need to get past him. Then, we'll take the submarine located adjacent to his office, and take it down to Tarturus. From there, we'll grab Azar, and head to the surface, where we'll take a Marine Ship and get out of their."
"While all this is happening, the Ferry Union will be releasing prisoners and escorting them to a ship at the surface. While also making sure the other Prisoners don't get out if they can prevent it. If not, I'm sure the militia will be able to round up any one worth their salt and deal with them afterwards. But higher chance of the Guards themselves dealing with them instead." She capped the marker and tossed it aside. Locking eyes with Leroy
"We'll take you to HQ. And you'll meet your father…"
Leroys eyes, narrowed and furrowed. "Really? I…Really wasn't expecting him to…Or well…To meet him so soon…I kinda expected to meet him way later…Like…Way way later. I saw once in the news that somewhere in the New World was where he was. So I figured I'd come across him eventually, or if he wanted to. He'd come see me." He looked away.
"Leo. Your dad loves you. That much I can tell you. But he's always been a man thats drowned himself in work. And never wanted to put you in harms way. Thats why he had your grandad watch you for so long…" She put a hand on his shoulder
"You've grown up quite a lot since last time I saw you…" She smiled.
"What?!"
"I was there when you were born. Your Grandma and Grandpa were as well. Hell plenty of people in the were. But that was…well 20 years ago. Weeren't so big back then…Surprisingly. Your grandad gave no grief in that moment. Even as a Vice Admiral. Only 5 Years after being at the execution of Roger. At the Height of his Career. He still chose to put everything aside. And see your birth."
Leroys lip quivered. "I never…Mamtha I kinda figured...She's got my baby photos. And I kinda always suspected that Granpa was there too but…Now it makes sense. There was this photo I found a long time ago. My Granpa was in a hallway. Cramped. In his favorite Jacket, Fast asleep against the wall."
"I was just told it 'Was from the Hospital' but I guess I never put two and two together…"
"Yeah. I remember that…." Diva said.
"Alright! We're ready!" Riff said, as hundreds of prisoners, some in garbs others in guard uniforms painted over with a yellow sigil that looked vaguely like Diva, or had a heart with an Arrow Through it. The sudden announcement snapped Diva out of it all
"Right. So. Is everyone ready?" She said. Hands on her hips as she walked over. And flipped all the lights on! Dozens of Dazzling lamps and beacons all pointing around. "Yeah!" The Ferry Union screamed
"Then lets go break ourselves outta fuckin prison!" She raised a bottle, swigged from it, and then the bottle was passed around, as many began to split apart and file into different directions
"Where are they going?"
"There's been plenty of new paths carved in recent years. Many are in a way one way. Only up or down. Not as well known through out."
"Yeah. Sorry I didn't tell you that bit. But it didn't seem relevant" Mar-Syl said walking back over. Now with what was essentially a battle garb on. Tassels similar to when he was at Arabasta, with make up that was heavy in winged eyeliner, painted nails, and bright yellow lipstick. He kept the pants from before but now had a plain grey button up, surely from the guards, but ironically just like the others, painted over with the heart over his. Other various bits like the word 'Queer' and 'Queen' written in graffiti across it.
Bonney on the other hand was caked with white. And a wide jester smile as blue was beneath both his eyes. Quinn had done her lips pink to make them look constantly perked, with pink eyeshadow and and white face paint. Two rose cheeks too. She'd found a Crop top, and put that on instead that had a low cleavage line.
"Don't worry about it." Leroy said. "Lets go! We've got an Azar to Get!" He clashed his fist into his hand with a wide toothy grin!