Mesh had been locked in Cell A, the most fortified of all the cells the base could boast, with thick iron bars and pure concrete floor, as well as the other three walls being made of the same stuff. Yes, truly this was a fortified prison, one no pirate could ever hope to penetrate using normal human means. But a fellow Marine was another matter. “Noir?!” Mesh asked groggily, “what’re ya doin-” “Hush up, you babbling buffoon,” Noir said swiftly, holding up the guard’s keys and beginning to try them out on the cell’s lock, one after the other, “Coco-sama has new orders for you.” “What is it?!”