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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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[strayswordsman.livejournal.com]

Bah, he won't even notice.

[serving-love.livejournal.com]

He might. He looks at me a little when I call him, you know! Sort of. I mean, he kind of looks anyone when they say anything, but still!

[strayswordsman.livejournal.com]

...Uh-huh. Cook, I don't think a possible kitten identity crisis is high up on our list of things to worry about.

[serving-love.livejournal.com]

The hell else am I supposed to worry about right now, there's nothing going on. The shitty ocean's been smooth as glass for fucking days and we have no idea how far out the next island is. Which is annoying, by the way, because for once I'm ready to be on land again.

backdated, I suppose? :|a

[strayswordsman.livejournal.com]

Careful what you wish for, cook.

...But I agree. Or if not land, at least a sea king could attack or something.

...I was thinking it was because of the kitten adventures in the other thread, haha. OH DETAILS.

[serving-love.livejournal.com]

Ain't nothing wrong with wishing for SOMETHING to happen. At least we've got people coming to visit soon, I guess.

...Yes, a sea king. That's exactly the sort of thing I was thinking about.

haha, yeah that's what I figured XD. Also, why does it always end up like this, lol

[strayswordsman.livejournal.com]

Yeah, I know. ...Wait, we do?

Right, or even a storm or a ghost ship or something. I'm working on a move I wanna try out.

Hahahaha WHO KNOWS.

[serving-love.livejournal.com]

Yep. Gokudera and them. I think they mostly just wanna see the kittens, but I said I'd feed them. They're bringing us supplies.

.....A ghost—no. Just. No. ...What move?

[strayswordsman.livejournal.com]

...They're traveling to see our kittens. What.

Why not?

Eh. Testing something—seeing if I can extend a certain ability to my long range attacks. Could be a stepping stone. We'll see.

[serving-love.livejournal.com]

...They're popular, what. Some kid on their ship was hoping to get one...I think. Too early for that, though.

Because I've had my fill of shitty ghost ships and ghostly things and zombies and all that crap. No thank you.

Ah. Need someone to practice against?

[strayswordsman.livejournal.com]

Kittens are not unusual things. ...And don't those guys blow up their ship constantly, anyway?

It'd be better than nothing.

...It doesn't work all the time, yet. And annoying as you are, I don't think Luffy would like it if I actually cut you in half, cook.

[serving-love.livejournal.com]

Don't ask me to figure out how their minds work. And...yes. They do.

Doubtful. I'd rather the sea king.

...I'm pretty sure I know how to block or dodge if need be, marimo.

[strayswordsman.livejournal.com]

...You didn't want to leave a kitten on Berk.

Whatever. Something.

No, that's not—agh. It's an air-strike, moron, and I wouldn't be sure it worked unless it connected. If I did it right it'd leave a red line, at worst. If I didn't it'd probably cut an arm off something.

[serving-love.livejournal.com]

I don't want to leave a kitten with them, either!

Something would be good, yes.

I get that, dumbass, I'm not an idiot. So just don't do it wrong. Attacks ain't ever perfected until you can pull them off under pressure, you know that.

[strayswordsman.livejournal.com]

Who would you leave one with?

That's what I said.

No shit I know that, that's why I want us to be attacked. Like you didn't wait until we were fighting actual enemies to try out that fire-foot thing of yours, anyway.

If you wanna go, though, fine.

[serving-love.livejournal.com]

...I dunno.

And I was agreeing with you.

Diable Jambe. And that’s because there wasn’t some boring-ass stretch of shitty nothing before we got to Water 7! We were only sailing for what, a few days? Not like I didn’t try it out on you because I was worried I’d break your stupid face or something.

I wanna go.

[strayswordsman.livejournal.com]

...Hm.

I know!

That's what I said—fire-foot. ...Hn.

Then let's go.

[serving-love.livejournal.com]

It's still a long ways off anyway.

You're the one who pointed it out!

Diable Jambe. I don't call your shitty movie the three-headed octopus thing.

Deck?

[strayswordsman.livejournal.com]

True. So we should stop talking about it all the time.

...Oh yeah.

What three-headed octopus—! Fine, Diable Jambe. ...What does that even mean, anyway, Devil Jam? Weird name for an attack.

Deck.

...wow typo. MOVE** :|

[serving-love.livejournal.com]

I didn't even bring it up that time! ...Or I didn't on purpose anyway.

Dumbass.

...No, you idiot, it means Devil's Leg. Jam? What the hell.

On my way.

[strayswordsman.livejournal.com]

Yeah, yeah, I know.

...Sounds like jam.

Good.

[serving-love.livejournal.com]

It does not sound like jam!!

...That move ain't bad.

[strayswordsman.livejournal.com]

'Jambe'. 'Jam'.

Eh. Still needs work.

[serving-love.livejournal.com]

Yeah, exactly, there's that whole 'be' part of it so it doesn't sound like JAM.

You didn't slice anything off, at least. Maybe a couple hairs. And you owe me a new tie.

[strayswordsman.livejournal.com]

Sounds more like jam than leg, s'all I'm saying.

Hn. I'll get you one with marimo on it, how's that.