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[serving_love]

...These kittens are getting pretty damn mobile. They're gonna be all over the freaking place soon.

Anyway, why the hell's it so quiet tonight? Even the sea's quiet, there ain't a shitty breeze or nothing. S'weird. Anyone wanna drink or something? I was thinking of...I dunno, making cookies maybe. Possibly. Who knows.

Either way, I'll be in the galley.

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[serving-love.livejournal.com]

...I would give some sort of jibe about that, but I actually do want you to come up here and I don't need you doing some dumb stubborn-ass thing like refusing.

[serving-love.livejournal.com]

Well that one isn't, you moron.

You should start. Occasionally. Ties make people look good.

[strayswordsman.livejournal.com]

Whatever, I don't speak French.

Nooses. They're pointless. And why would I?

[strayswordsman.livejournal.com]

Eager, cook?

...You. Workout. In my gym. ...Uh-huh.

[strayswordsman.livejournal.com]

...Che. Good call.

[serving-love.livejournal.com]

Oh no, not at all.

Hey, it's happened before. We had that lovely little yoga lesson up here, you might recall. And anyway, he bought it. That's all that matters.

[serving-love.livejournal.com]

Obviously.

Haven't we already determined that they do have at least one good use to them? And I dunno. We could crash a high-end party or something.

[strayswordsman.livejournal.com]

Right, 'course not.

That was not a workout, that was you being—che. Whatever.

[strayswordsman.livejournal.com]

...That's when you're wearing one. ...Right, I'm gonna do that.

[serving-love.livejournal.com]

It totally counted as a workout. Maybe we should review some of those moves, see if you've gotten any better at them yet.

[serving-love.livejournal.com]

It could go both ways.

You should! We should. It might be fun. We could bring Nami-san and Robin-chan and Michiko-chan and Vivi—all the ladies back some jewels and shit!

[strayswordsman.livejournal.com]

Haven't been practicing.

...Hn. And things are different now. It wouldn't end the same.

[serving-love.livejournal.com]

Then you could just watch.

Aww, you mean you wouldn't fall over at the sight of me bent in two again?

[strayswordsman.livejournal.com]

...............Hmmm.

No. I'd do something else entirely.

[strayswordsman.livejournal.com]

...Hm. Maybe.

Nami's the cat-burglar. And a 'high-end' party—sounds boring as hell.

[serving-love.livejournal.com]

No arguing, huh.

I'd probably be okay with whatever your shitty marimo mind is thinking.

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[strayswordsman.livejournal.com]

The hell would I argue that for.

What I'm thinking is if you pull that damn shitty move again, I'm gonna fuck you through the floor.

[serving-love.livejournal.com]

I would find it useful.

...Well you should just randomly wear a tie one day just for the hell of it, then. And we can skip the party.

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[serving-love.livejournal.com]

Point.

...Definitely going to be practicing my ear pressure pose, then.

[strayswordsman.livejournal.com]

Che. I'm sure you would.

Uh-huh. When hell freezes over.

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[strayswordsman.livejournal.com]

...Open the door.

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[serving-love.livejournal.com]

S'open. Hurry up, I'm gonna shove one of your weights over it.

[serving-love.livejournal.com]

Fine, I'll just lasso you with one of my own, then.

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[strayswordsman.livejournal.com]

Right.

[strayswordsman.livejournal.com]

...What? No you won't.