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022 [Action] Backdated to the 6th
Oct. 6th, 2013 10:41 pm[Happy Birthday, Trafalgar Law. You’ve managed to survive to the ripe old age of twenty seven.
The thought is sardonic in the morning as he shaves and prepares for the day. There’s a couple of silvery blue-gray hairs present in the mirror this morning; easily covered by the hat he always wears. Honestly he never thought he’d live long enough to see them and the emotions are mixed. Law doesn’t allow himself to dwell on them… his fiance’s waiting for his turn. He wonders if he’s in for a surprise later, and that sparks some anticipation in him, though it quickly dulls after the bright, initial flare.
The face that stares back from the mirror as he cleans out all his whiskers in the sink is quiet and subdued. Well… after everything… he supposes that’s normal. Even if it’s now been remarked on many times that he barely smiles these days and Itachi nets most of those. It’s normal. It’s to be expected.
It’s what it is.
The pirate has business to attend to. He looks for Raine Sage to inform her of the information found during the mission that didn’t come up on the locked network. If he can’t find her, Albert will do just as well. Katara he looks for specifically to tell her in person that he’s getting married. Not to mention he wants to just spend time around family for a while. Other people are not avoided, but not precisely sought.
He does keep an eye out for Luke and Marco though. As well as Sasuke. Gai. Nagato. Konan. Various different reasons there, but he wouldn’t mind talking to them.
However the day goes, the close will find him waiting for Itachi silently on their couch. He’s holding a beach ball sized Room, and there’s a sense his Haki’s active. Not terribly out of the ordinary except for the leaf stuck to his forehead and a slow smile, perhaps the first of the day. Success in balancing the three arts finally.
It’s not much, but it’s something. He’ll take it.]
The thought is sardonic in the morning as he shaves and prepares for the day. There’s a couple of silvery blue-gray hairs present in the mirror this morning; easily covered by the hat he always wears. Honestly he never thought he’d live long enough to see them and the emotions are mixed. Law doesn’t allow himself to dwell on them… his fiance’s waiting for his turn. He wonders if he’s in for a surprise later, and that sparks some anticipation in him, though it quickly dulls after the bright, initial flare.
The face that stares back from the mirror as he cleans out all his whiskers in the sink is quiet and subdued. Well… after everything… he supposes that’s normal. Even if it’s now been remarked on many times that he barely smiles these days and Itachi nets most of those. It’s normal. It’s to be expected.
It’s what it is.
The pirate has business to attend to. He looks for Raine Sage to inform her of the information found during the mission that didn’t come up on the locked network. If he can’t find her, Albert will do just as well. Katara he looks for specifically to tell her in person that he’s getting married. Not to mention he wants to just spend time around family for a while. Other people are not avoided, but not precisely sought.
He does keep an eye out for Luke and Marco though. As well as Sasuke. Gai. Nagato. Konan. Various different reasons there, but he wouldn’t mind talking to them.
However the day goes, the close will find him waiting for Itachi silently on their couch. He’s holding a beach ball sized Room, and there’s a sense his Haki’s active. Not terribly out of the ordinary except for the leaf stuck to his forehead and a slow smile, perhaps the first of the day. Success in balancing the three arts finally.
It’s not much, but it’s something. He’ll take it.]
