It was roughly morning or even noon-ish as the ship continued to cut through the placid waters of the West Blue. With his newly appropriated Marine ship, with which he gained from his newfound Marine friend, Justin, the sailor on board kept up his steady pace as he continued to make way for the Grand Line and his ultimate destination, Water 7. Despite the events that had unfolded back on Gateway Island between him, the Marines and the Slaughter Pirates, Chris seemed as calm and enthusiastic as ever. Perhaps due to being refreshed by his pleasant trip overseas, or even because of his joy over acquiring an island as his territory for the first time. He kept himself located up on deck as he eagerly awaited the slightest piece of evidence that he was either in the Grand Line, or had even manag