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[serving_love]

.....The hell—

Alright, for the record, there ain't any weird shitty fruits in the galley and there haven't been for a long fucking while and this is in NO WAY my goddamn fault and I have a shitty tail and these are NOT my ears and WHAT THE FUCK. What happened??!

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[tora-gari.livejournal.com]

Oh, I dunno. Makes sense to me.

[serving-love.livejournal.com]

Che.

...You’re not allowed near me if you go all big-ass tiger and for whatever reason I’m a shitty fox.

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[tora-gari.livejournal.com]

Why not? Tigers don't eat foxes. I think.

[tora-gari.livejournal.com]

...Unless foxes want them to. Or something.

[serving-love.livejournal.com]

...No—moron, you’re probably fucking huge and being crushed to death by 600 pounds of shitty tiger isn’t exactly on my To Do list, thanks.

Do you stay green?

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[tora-gari.livejournal.com]

No, I'm orange.

Do you seriously still have fur that flops over your eye? No, more importantly, is your eyebrow still curly as a fox?

[serving-love.livejournal.com]

Boring.

How the hell should I know, it’s not like there are mirrors at fucking foot level and I’ve only gone full fox like...twice. ...The fur does that, though, yes.

[tora-gari.livejournal.com]

Che. Tigers are never boring.

Fucking weird. It happens when you get pissed off, right?

[serving-love.livejournal.com]

...Hmm.

Well. The first time I was yelling at Gokudera and the second time I was yelling at Usopp. So. I guess so.

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[tora-gari.livejournal.com]

...What's that 'hmm', cook?

Okay then.

[serving-love.livejournal.com]

Just thinking. I sent out for some seedlings awhile back...figured since we had so many cats on board, it'd be worth it. Wonder how non-domestics react to them...

[tora-gari.livejournal.com]

Ah-hem. Prince of Retardia.

[serving-love.livejournal.com]

...

Really? That ain't gonna work, dumbass.

[tora-gari.livejournal.com]

...Well I am pretty damn enormous, but I can control myself, moron. I was padding along the railing earlier, and—

[serving-love.livejournal.com]

Hm. Can you? Control yourself?

[tora-gari.livejournal.com]

...What do you mean?

[serving-love.livejournal.com]

Just wondering. Because I tried to eat Usopp earlier.

[tora-gari.livejournal.com]

...What a dumbass. Like I'd ever do that.

[serving-love.livejournal.com]

Oi. Che, you say that NOW.

[tora-gari.livejournal.com]

—hmmm, what's that smell? Smells kind of like food. Fuck I'm hungry.

[serving-love.livejournal.com]

Kind of like food? ...You’re not gonna eat even more like this than you normally inhale, are you?

[tora-gari.livejournal.com]

Hn. I don't know what it is, but my brain's saying there's food around somewhere.

...Probably. I'm really goddamn hungry.

[serving-love.livejournal.com]

...There's lots of food around, just that some of it happens to be in the form of our nakama.

Well that's just great. I have steaks?

[tora-gari.livejournal.com]

...Is that what that smell is.

Steaks. Don't bother cooking 'em.

[serving-love.livejournal.com]

Rabbits, doves, fuck knows what else... Yep.

...Yeah, I figured not. Ugh, okay, look, can you go all...full tiger or whatever? Do you know how to make it happen? Because there ain't no way in hell I'm watching you eat shitty raw steak.