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Crocodile can't figure out why he was feeling so unsettled. His emotions were getting the better of him, no amount of cigars or rum were scratching the itch. When a storm picks up on Karai Bari Island, the appearance of someone he never thought he would see again, the realization it is the anniversary of Whitebeards death simply breaks the dam and Crocodile falls into familiar arms and takes what comfort he can.
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'Crocodile picks up his pace as he makes it to his tent but stops just short of the entrance, hesitating he can see the fabric had been moved from where he had left it in the morning. Crocodile prepared himself for a stupid member of Buggy’s crew to be hidden inside, perhaps placing another mysterious gift, as he raised his hook and pushed the entrance to one side as he walked inside.
“What the hell do you thi-”
Standing in the centre of Crocodile’s tent was a man, slightly taller than himself, board set shoulders, in a large green hooded cape and as he turned and pulled down the hood, a large ploom of long black hair released, just as Crocodile entered. He immediately locked eyes with the familiar angular face of Monkey. D. Dragon.'