deathsdoctor | Appointments 2.0

Appointments 2.0

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[Action, January 3rd]
[Voice, March 8th]
[Written, June 11th]

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"Ooooh? You think this is terribly becoming now?"

Law's smirking. Carefully watching the assassin for anything sudden, and the casual way he leans against the main mast is a lie because he's ready to react at a moment's notice. But Zevran's 'hand caught in the cookie jar' look is almost cute.

Terribly amusing too.

"Well yes- but only because I know myself to be quite becoming but for once in...ever I would rather not be becoming because of what it was I hoped to do and I only have a few hours to arrange for everything and I thought to myself ' Zevran, what is romantic and memorable?' and the answer came- dinner on a boat! But I do not have a boat but this one is quite manly and lovely and I would have brought it back as we would not have gone terribly far whatsoever and I had ever intention of thanking you for your gracious contribution to one of the more important evening of my life once that evening was over-"

On and on he would go because he is all nerves and being caught and seeing double did nothing whatsoever to calm him from the fact that he sort of intends to propose this evening and oh maker what if they say no?

Placing a hand over his heart, Law shakes his head.

"What a relief. For a moment I was thinking, 'Oh dear, he's trying to seduce me by impressing me with his pirating skills and then luring me out for a romantic dinner.' In which case I would have to decline, apologize, and then dump you overboard because I'm sadly practically married already."

He's teasing the elf, all dry snark and wry humor and cocked eyebrows. He does have to take some kind of revenge now since he did tell him to ask first and clearly if he does nothing this sort of behavior will continue.

Hmm. Hmmm. The usual methods are quite out too as in the end they will cause so much more trouble than they're worth. They'll just incite retaliation. However, there are other ways to deal with this, much more profitable ways, and this is the better route to take.

"I'm glad to hear otherwise. But you know, you didn't ask, and now here we are, with me wondering if I should be so generous to grant that. What would make this worth my while?"

"Well I could- no. Or perhaps- wait." His usual means of repayment are out entirely because they are both taken men and Zevran currently has no fire in the lower brazier, so to speak.

All that comes out, and all that he manages to do is drop down on his knees and state very plainly "I am proposing. After a fashion. and I have no idea how it is one goes about doing so or what it is that I ought to say or ask and they may not even want me back until I can lay with them again but they would never admit to that much and I might be the ruin of them-"

"Mmmm?" Not that Law would take that form of repayment he knew and if it was offered.

And then his eyebrow crooks some more, "Hey, slow down..."

"...I have no idea what I'm doing." He sags, defeated, scrubbing his eyes with his hands to get the last of the afterimages to vanish.

"Whatever you do, do it quickly- but please don't kill me. They've been through mourning me once already this past month and I would rather not put them through that again so soon."

"Oh, trust me, it would take you doing more for me to kill you, Mister Zevran. And I admit I am sympathetic to a matter such as that. So perhaps I will allow you to borrow my vessel."

Just watching now, eyes narrowed and considering.

"But now you owe me since you didn't ask me first. And since you can't come up with any repayment on your own, I'll dictate a couple of options you can chose from. A favor, any favor I want, that I can cash in on in the future. Or being left high and dry in the mountains and having to walk back to town on your own."

He tilts his head. Taking the boat itself is dangerous because of the coating feature and if it is activated, there will be trouble.

"Or if you chose not to borrow my craft after all, I'll only demand good books. Your choice."

He latches onto the last- because of everything he has the time and patience for, books are the one thing he could manage before the week, nay, the day is out.

"What kind of books? I've quite a collection of my own, now. Who would have thought having less time to bed two lovely men would give me the desire to read?" It still puzzled him. This way he would never, ever, ever try this again and Law might let him go in one piece. Maybe.

Smart elf. That was the proper option to choose.

"I enjoy riveting fiction. Give me an exciting story, thrilling plot twists, and intriguing characters and I'll be quite content, no matter the genre."

Oh, he'll certainly let him go in one piece. It's not wise not to do that, even though a lesson must be taught. That said, he's being very generous with his penalty and he knows it.

He could do worse and others could certainly do worse. And might not be as smart as him to hold off, and turn could into would and will. What this is in reality is a warning shot across the bow. He hopes the elf appreciates it for what it is.

"Riveting, thrilling, intriguing. Yes, I think I can do that. Find that- I can find that." He had books enough back at the house to pull from and, failing that, there was the entirety of the village library to pull from. Though...

Though.

There was that one. The one he'd come to enjoy and reread quite a bit over the past few days. one he had yet to return for his enjoyment. One with a Spaniard and a princess and a giant.

He wasn't certain he'd be willing to part with it just yet- but it might be enough to make up for this rather large fumble. He's surprised he's getting off so light. And slightly suspicious of it.

"...you're going to kill me when I bring you the books, aren't you."

"You're very fixated on me killing you, aren't you?"

Musing lightly with amusement. Really, what good does killing in this place? Aside from making many irritating enemies that is.

"I'm an assassin. Mistakes often end in death." His or someone else's. Though in this instance, it would likely be his.

"Hngh. So they do, but when I say you need to do more to make me want to kill you, I'm being sincere." Raising a brow. "And you did ask me to spare you."

"So unless you suddenly have better ideas at recompense, or want me to dream up something worse for you, I'd like my books please. As soon as possible."

"Give me...half an hour?" That should be time enough to bundle all he'd collected together in one pack. Getting in and out of the house without being seen would be difficult- especially with the traps he'd laid recently, but he could manage.

Maybe.

"Half an hour. I'll be here."

He's got to go to Sanji's later and drop off some cigarettes (and get a horrible, horrible surprise) but that was later.

Right now he had plenty of time to waste, and lazying around on his boat was an especially good time to waste it.

"I will return before you begin to miss me." With a bob of his head and one last cursory glance to ensure he wouldn't be shot in the back once he left- Zevran vaulted over the side of the ship and took off for the teleporter at a sprint.

It took time.

Not as long as he thought, but just about, anyway.

But before that half hour was up he vaulted back upon the ship, a neatly wrapped bundle of books in hand.

And there's Law, casually leaning still against the main mast. Pocketing a watch he had been glancing at. Eyebrow going up.

"Twenty three minutes. I'm surprised there isn't fire trailing after you."

From how fast he was moving that is.

"A crow prides themselves on prompt service." Zev answers with a grin, offering the wrapped package to Law. He wasn't winded- well. He had been for a moment but had slowed enough to catch it once more.

"Crow, huh?" There's a faint fond air surrounding Law for just a moment as he takes the books. "... I like those birds. Clever."

"Quick, patient, and shrewd as any of their kind ought to be. The Crows I speak of are not quite so...feathered, however." For once he doesn't just blurt it out. Playing it safe- actually.

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