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deathsdoctor) wrote2011-12-19 07:37 pm
deathsdoctor) wrote2011-12-19 07:37 pm
014 [Action/possibly voice]
[ Not too long before the draftees are returned to Luceti, all snug and cosily tucked in their beds (or in random and embarrassing drop-off points in the enclosure – whatever works), a figure cloaked and hooded in black staggers into the village. Weaving like he’s dead drunk – reality? Dead tired – he occasionally trips and catches himself…
… and then…
… and then just faceplants in a snow drift when it becomes one trip too many. He’s just going to just stay there for a moment. He feels like shit.]
Ughhhhh.
[Yeah. That’s enough of that. Picking himself up and dusting himself off, the figure reveals himself to be Trafalgar Law, freshly returned from one month full of missions.
Armed to the teeth. Worn to the bone and bleary eyed. And apparently lei’d.
… no, you aren’t imagining things - there is a tacky plastic floral garland hanging around his neck. Like you’d get on some cheap tropical vacation.
Don’t you dare suggest he’s been on one, folks.
And when he looks around, finally registering the Christmas lights and the general emptiness of the village, he mutters…]
Oi… what I’d miss?
[Go ahead. Spoil histriumphant tired return and tell him about all the draftees about to drop in. The draftees that possibly and quite probably need medical attention.
It isn’t like he desperately wants to find a bed and get some sleep. And it isn’t like he desperately needs that sleep either.
Not at all.]
… and then…
… and then just faceplants in a snow drift when it becomes one trip too many. He’s just going to just stay there for a moment. He feels like shit.]
Ughhhhh.
[Yeah. That’s enough of that. Picking himself up and dusting himself off, the figure reveals himself to be Trafalgar Law, freshly returned from one month full of missions.
Armed to the teeth. Worn to the bone and bleary eyed. And apparently lei’d.
… no, you aren’t imagining things - there is a tacky plastic floral garland hanging around his neck. Like you’d get on some cheap tropical vacation.
Don’t you dare suggest he’s been on one, folks.
And when he looks around, finally registering the Christmas lights and the general emptiness of the village, he mutters…]
Oi… what I’d miss?
[Go ahead. Spoil his
It isn’t like he desperately wants to find a bed and get some sleep. And it isn’t like he desperately needs that sleep either.
Not at all.]
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[... He does not mean that in any way as it sounds.]
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[Just because he hadn't said anything before didn't mean he was going to lie.]
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[Calmly, he pulls out a chair and takes a seat at the table.]
You're both free to help yourself to whatever you want. It's all vegetarian except what fish I keep for the cat.
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[Glances at the coffee pot and grabs a seat however. Law can wait anyway, since Marco told him to sleep.] How'd you meet anyway? [Unspoken: How well do you know Law? Marco is nosy. Also because he secretly wants to steal Law into his crew. Shh. Don't tell.]
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[As so many things happened here.]
And we ended up in the same building through unplanned circumstances.
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[He somehow has even more questions on his mind, but he's trying not to be too nosy.]
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[The exact date and reasons aren't important.]
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Think you can keep an eye on him for me? The draftees are back, but he's not going to be much help if he runs himself ragged, eh?
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[He nods.]
It's good to meet another friend of his.
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I'm Marco, by the way.
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Itachi.
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There are few I keep in contact with regularly, and even fewer I actually worry for.
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[This isn't anything Itachi doesn't already know.
He tilts his head toward the pirate.]
Are you not someone like that?
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I'm just a casual observer in seeing the new class of rookies. I'm not exactly in a position back home to be offering my friendship to any of them.
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