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013 [Voice/Action] Forward dated to the 19/20th

[So on the evening of the nineteenth, a message appears in Law’s journal. He takes one moment and groans. Now? Apparently the Malnosso were feeling generous. For a roughly month’s worth of missions, one right after the other, they in their infinite wisdom decided to give him more than a day’s notice to get his affairs in order.

They gave him a day – and looking at the clock – and seven hours notice. Be in the tunnels and transport at four am sharp on the 21st.

Generous.

So, that night, two filtered messages go out:]

[Filtered TO all medical staff (including Raine Sage, Mia, and Litchi Faye Ling)]

I’ve just received two back to back missions from the Malnosso. I’m leaving early on the twenty first. Unfortunately, they want me for a month, roughly. So I need classes covered and someone to keep on top of everything going on at the clinic until I get back.

[Filtered AWAY from Blackbeard 100%]

Oi, guys. I’ve got a couple missions, and I’m going to be gone away for a while. I need someone to keep an eye on my boat. [Oh, he knows that some people might be opportunistic bastards. We shall be READY for that.] And, I need someone to take care of Sumire for me.

[The next day, aside from being all around the village and at home to prepare for this mission before he leaves to teach class at three sharp, he’s going to be visiting the FMA house, aka House 23 with a small request. HOPEFULLY he’ll get Gracia, but who knows… it might be –ohgodno- Maes.

But the request is simple.

Watch his house while he’s gone, guys.]

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Deliberately cryptic, too, I take. [There's just no winning with these guys, is there?] What about moon rocks?

[At the room, he glances around until--oh, hello there, little friend. Man, and he has a pet cat, too? Surprises everywhere!]

You have a cat!

Last experiment. About a week and a bit before the whole thing hit a crescendo, a new face from the Malnosso, CJ, made an appearance on the network. He was there to announce the missions program going into effect November first. If we were all still sane enough by then to submit ourselves to them.

[His lips twist.] Then he said if anyone from the village found any moon rocks, to let him know.

And then they sent the moon crashing into the village soon after. Took about a week for the thing to finally breach the barrier and crash, in which we had earthquakes, freak tidal shifts, fluctuations in the power cap, and masks that altered the wearer to different themes. Fun.

[Sumire gets to her feet, and gives her owner an expectant look. Law indulgently clucks his tongue, hold out his arms, and mutters:] You are getting so spoiled. [as Sumire jumps up and is caught, shifted so she can be held comfortably and petted.]

Yes. Meet Sumire.

[He's still latching on to everything Law's say about the Malnosso, but Sumire is a pretty decent distraction and he can't help but stop to grin and scratch her around the ears.]

Hey, Sumire! It's great to meet you--whose a good kitty? Whose a good kitty?

[hajdsfag kitty.]

How long have you had her?

[Me, you awesome wonderful maaaaan~! Oh, and right there, that spot. PUUUURRRR.

Needless to say, Sumire is happy to meet you, and oh please, continue the pettings. |D]

Since September. She's nearly five months old now.

[Continue the pettings? OKAY, IF YOU INSIST.

...Oh, right, he's having a conversation here.]

I didn't realize the Malnosso allowed pets. That's fantastic!

[Everyone can have a friend! Aww. Which reminds him...]

Say, Mr. Law. Do you live here just with Sumire, then?

They do, though Sumire was born here. She's a second generation Lucetian, you could say.

[...]

Aa... I do now. My nakama went home in September... and I didn't want to leave our home.

[The apartment they were forced from due to the droid attack, and their location being broadcast over the journals. They couldn't take the chance certain dangerous parties had taken notice.

And then Bepo disappeared half a day before you did, Maes.

Law stayed because he enjoyed having a kitchen all to himself. Selfish, but he was thinking of inviting someone in to live with him sooner or later.]

[So even new life can come into Luceti. This place is just full of surprises, isn't it.]

I'm not familiar with 'nakama'. What does that mean to you?

[Please don't say it was your wife that would just be too sad. ;A;]

Not many people are. [There isn't a greater tragedy to a One Piece pirate.]

Nakama is crew, and friends, and family tied stronger and closer than blood all rolled up into one. [We band of brothers.] It's a very important concept in my world. My people live and die by it.

My first mate who went home... you could call him my brother.

[Never mind he's a bear. That doesn't matter.]

[...And he can't imagine that was very easy. He gets the analogy of family very well, and so the idea of losing someone like that does strike him. He's quickly learning that in spite of his own situation, Luceti can be very cruel.]

I'm sorry to hear that. Everyone goes home eventually though, right? [Pause. Except for those like himself.] I'm sure you'll see him again someday.

Eventually. It's not always a good thing.

[For those like yourself. Did you know that some of the people Law's closest to are dead? ... he doesn't know your situation, but if and when he does, it's another weight, another realization.

Yes, Luceti can be very cruel.]

I know I will. Even if remembering that sometimes is hard.

[A knowing nod.]

I would imagine so. Especially after being here as long as you have. I'm sure it's something I'll learn in time, too.

[But for now, he's still considering himself the luckiest guy in the world for simply being alive.]

[Flicking a glance towards you. Almost like he could read those thoughts.]

Just don't learn too fast, alright?

[Keep your happiness as long as you can.]

[He nods with a grin.]

Sure thing. Moving too fast takes the fun out of learning, anyway.

[And the tour moves onto the last guest bedroom, Sumire still cradled in Law's arms.

And he smiles.]

Moving too fast takes the fun out of a lot of things. Can't appreciate what you got unless you take the time to savor it.

[Lesson retaught to him by Luceti? More like repounded.]

You're certainly right about that. [Exactly his reasoning for giving Gracia as much time as she needs to readjust to him being around.

But that does raise the question...]

You know, you seem to be pretty well adjusted, Law. Have you got a wife? [As well-adjusted men ought to?]

[Oh no.]

I'm... working on it.

[Yeah.

He flirted with a woman for the first time in over a year recently.

Does that count?]

[YOU DON'T--okay, okay, that isn't a bad response. Because he's at least admitting he needs one, right? That's more than he can get Roy to do.]

Good for you. Don't worry. I'm sure the right lady will come along soon enough. Either here or back home. You'll know her when you see her.

[He'll admit to wanting and perhaps needing a companion. He's not sure why marriage is required in the package - shouldn't the person be enough? Especially in a place like this.]

[He chuckles lightly.] Let's just hope I've not been rendered blind when she appears. [Literally and figuratively.] Because I'd hate to walk on by.

[And does this apply when the She is actually a He? Because Law may have met Him.

Not that it's going to ever happen. The guy doesn't show the slightest shred of interest.

It's just a safe and very small crush to nurse in the meantime.]

Well, it doesn't hurt to look a bit closer if you don't see her right away.

[He knows that happens sometimes. Sometimes people don't see it right away.

Not him, of course. He knew. Oh boy, he knew right away.]

Know what that means, don't you? Take a lot of ladies out on dates.

...

[D-d-dates.

Dates.

Don't think about the Valentines Experiment. Don't think about Muraki, and that evening. It wouldn't be like that. Not like that experiment where he was forced to be attracted and infatuated with a man whose very touch was repelling and skin crawling even in the deepest throes of artificial ardor.

It's not like that. It's a normal activity normal adults muddle through.

It's been long enough. Put the memories in their graves where they belong.]

I guess I'll be cooking for two a lot then. [Because... he doesn't really patronize Seventh Heaven because it's another pirate's territory (If he's in there... it's for business) and while the okonomiyaki restaurant is nice, and the pizzeria is... okay, pizza is okay in SMALL DOSES... it does not have quite that atmosphere that is appropriate, he thinks.

And what woman, aside from a pirate from his own world, would really appreciate being hauled out to a bar, repeatedly?

(Answer, Law. Take her (or him) out to the nightclub. Sheesh.)]

That's not a bad thing at all! A lady always likes a man who can cook. Shows you're capable of helping out around the house. And that means a lot to a potential future spouse.

[Okay, he's maybe deliberately trolling you a bit at this point. But when you look so flustered at the mention of dates, come on! He can't resist the opportunity.]

[Nnnnnnnnnnnngh, he can so tell.

Okay, you asked for it, Maes.

TROLL MODE: ACTIVATE!]

So this is how you charmed Gracia then?

[So innocently asked.]

Maybe you should throw a dinner party to show me how it's done.

Edited 2011-12-28 06:04 (UTC)

[That's dangerous game.]

Not quite. I charmed her with letters.

[...

WHAT A FANTASTIC IDEA. Why didn't he think of that?]

You're absolutely right! I'm sure Gracia would love that, too.

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