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"Is he awake?"
"Dunno. Have you tried peeling his eyes open yet?"
"What! That's how I always check!"
"Guys- what's the hold up?"
Firefist blinked himself into awareness, momentarily forgetting where he'd fallen asleep.
"What are you doing here, Jozu?" the second division commander inquired dreamily, not bothering to sit upright until he was convinced the stern face staring down at him from so far above was, in fact, Jozu's and not some figment of a day dream spun on the raft.
"What are you doing here, bro? We've got work to do?"
"Oh," Ace smiled slowly and amiably, resettling himself on the arms crossed behind his head, "I see."
The brim of his hat nearly touched his nose as the infamous headgear was relocated by his arm pillow. In the shadow of the brim, his barely open eyes scanned the expanse of cloud-splotched blue surrounding Jozu only to be pleasantly surprised by two other familiar faces.
"Oh, hey, Izou! Haruta. What's u-"
The end of Ace's sentence was to pe