deathsdoctor: (Neutral | hnnn you going somewhere with)
deathsdoctor ([personal profile] deathsdoctor) wrote2010-12-18 10:33 pm

002

[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.]

[identity profile] sorryhesabear.livejournal.com 2010-12-24 06:21 am (UTC)(link)
[ Nodding slowly. You're planning ahead as usual, and he wouldn't trust anybody's judgment more.

This still makes traditional cages look like a breeze. ]

Understood o/

[identity profile] sorryhesabear.livejournal.com 2010-12-24 08:20 am (UTC)(link)
[ ;__; Captaiiin. HE'S SORRY HE HASN'T BEEN HERE.

Leaning back against you, just a little. He plans on sticking around. ]


Yeah...

[identity profile] sorryhesabear.livejournal.com 2010-12-24 09:19 am (UTC)(link)
[ Always glad to be of service. Even as a pillow for one night. ]