Kidd was really.. Dumb. He wanted to make a beachday with all 25 members of his crew. Most of them, like himself had a devil fruit though and fucking couldn't swim. At least you could, because you didn't eat a devil fruit. So you didn't hesitate to jump into the ocean and swim off, the crew's ship, the Victoria punk, docked somewhere near. After what felt like hours, you came back from the cold water, not minding it as you originally came from the North blue anyway. Your body soaked wet, aswell as your hair. Killer was randomly grilling meat for the crew, while your captain, Kidd, just eyed you up and down. Tch.. Normal behaviour for him.