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[deathsdoctor]

[Blissfully unaware of Admirals stalking the village in search of him, Trafalgar Law is taking a few hours away from nosing around the village and through the journals... though it’s still open – he likes to listen to the background noise from the book. Today he must attend to some of life’s tedious domestic necessities. Mainly cleaning the apartment, cooking dinner, and sitting down on the couch to alter some new shirts and sweaters to accommodate his wings.

Boring, but it’s not going to get done by itself.

Sword maintenance comes next on the list, and that’s when the hairs on the back of his neck start to rise as he sights down the blade looking for imperfections and fractures. It’s a loud day for the journals, what with the floods of new arrivals (and no voices of crew yet), but he’s got the uneasy feeling the fun’s about to visit him in turn. 8| ]

… it’s really going crazy out there…

[… a really uneasy feeling.]

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[deathsdoctor]

Oh. ... joy. [Definite sense of not THIS shit again]. But there are none of the others here? Not Aokiji. Or Akainu.

[Because if the later's here, his tone suggests underneath the steadiness now taking hold again, no amount of hiding or running will be ever be enough]

...

... and, does Mister Strawhat know yet?

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[oda-hates-me.livejournal.com]

If they're here, I haven't run into them yet. [And in regards to the latter... Sanji wouldn't be alive, if he had]

He's known, apparently. Nami-san filled him in.

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[deathsdoctor]

... I see. [Still... the situation is at an 'OH HOLY FUCK' stage. He was staying in tonight because he had chores to do. Now he has incentive. Goddamn Kizaru.

Also, BEAR. HIS BEAR. Please hold on for one sec as he calms down his first mate.

There. Now:]

... thank you for letting me know. I'll keep my eyes out for him.

[You really didn't have to let him know. There was no obligation to tell him.

He's grateful you did, though.]