genessia | [Closed - Faye and Smoker]

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[Closed - Faye and Smoker]

Who: Faye and Smoker
What: Pizza Dinner
Where: Sycamore Cycles
When: After the virus did its thing.
Warnings: Definitely language. Probably sexy flirting. And maybe then some. Who knows?

Luck had never been so good to Faye: a chance meeting at the masquerade, a virus that sent a message to the wrong intended person but, in the end, the right one. Now, Faye was on her way to Genessia to visit Smoker for pizza that he was actually even making himself. It was a date, and she was all too excited for it.

Of course, Faye arrived by bike. Why not, when she knows that's a thing he likes? Her leather jacket and biker boots were of a higher, and prettier, standard than what she wore on the day to day. She'd stop for a crate of some good bottled beer closer to Smoker's. And a cheesecake too. That was the polite thing to do when invited for dinner, no? Bring drinks and some kind of dessert? When she arrived, Faye parked her bike, unzipped her jacket, and looked for a surface to check her full appearance.

The trouble was, when they last met it was the masquerade ball. She'd been beautifully made up and wore a stunning gown. For this event, Faye had gone for casual, but pretty. She wore a pair of tight black skinny jeans, and a delicate cream vest top. The outfit was designed to show off her curves without revealing them. Not too much, anyway. But there was a chance he wouldn't like that. Maybe he only wanted her the way she had appeared at the ball and the spell would be broken when he looked at her like this and he'd think, "Oh. Is that it?" But she couldn't let nerves get the better of her.

So after another check of her soft lipstick and of her hair, Faye took a breath and finally approached Smoker's door to be let in. While she silently reminded herself not to fuck things up, she was excited to see what the night might have in store for them.

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"Interviews sounds like a good solid way of recruiting. You've got to know you can always rely on your deputies, after all. Just like you said." As for her own selection as a deputy, Faye bowed her head and looked at her bottle, lightly tapping her nails against the glass. "That was very recent. Can't even be months ago, really... He knew I was...at a loose end." Which really meant that she had been slowly falling apart. "Then he suggested that he had the post open. And that I had what he needed for a deputy." She shrugged though because she knew fine well that she would probably never have that chance if it weren't for the fact they were roommates and good friends.

"Does that mean I could steal you to my side?" he half-teased. Half of it was definitely sincere. Depending on her answer. Among other things.

Faye looked back up at him, her lips in a half smile, "Maybe..." She took another sip of beer, holding his gaze while she does so, "If you're sure that you'd want me..."

Smoker arched both eyebrows in amusement and scoffed, "I even wanted to hire you for front desk here just to have you around more, and that was what -- April? Way before the last elections." He snorted quietly. "Haven't gotten you out of my mind since then."

Faye just continued to look at him, examining him in closer detail. April felt like such a long time ago. There had been a lot of hurt in that time, and she couldn't help but wonder how different things might have been. She flushed to think he had wanted to see more of her even then, that he'd been thinking of her since then. Could that even be true? When she spoke again, her voice was much softer. "Why...didn't you say something? Why didn't you ask...?"

He gave her a soft sad grin. "I wasn't the same person back then." A quiet snort. "Pretty much everyone I liked here left. 7 people from my world, a couple idiots that kept barging into my life. Adopted daughter. The big dog I call Bear, just for the look on people's faces, that's hers. When she came back, she didn't even recognize him." He ran a hand through his hair, pushing it back. "I kept thinking... why am I still here? What's the point? My turn will be up any day now. So anytime anyone else gave it a go..." he shrugged, "I figured leave it to them. See how it plays out. They'll probably do better than me." Another shrug, "That's pretty much been my attitude about being a Guardian here too."

Two names and faces were especially significant. Portgas and Augustine. Even Smoker didn't realize how long it'd taken him to get over Ace. If he even was. If he wanted to be. But then, the pirate was dead. So of course he haunted Smoker. And Augustine...

Well, Aizawa too.

"I've had maybe five friends in the marines that I always truly knew I could count on. I got spoiled in my early days with some of them being here. If they'd still been here, then yeah," a grin, "They'd have kicked my ass and told me to try." Ace and Namur too probably. "But I spent my whole life married to my job." A headshake. "There's very little I pursued without a sense of finality to the encounter. Nothing so open-ended."

Faye played with the label on the bottle as he explained. She herself had just drifted along, like she didn't matter to anyone or for anything. Faye had things she'd had to work out too, so maybe back then hadn't been the best time for them anyway. "I'm sorry that things have been shitty for you..." Faye drank from her bottle again as she continued to listen, looking at him thoughtfully. "But now, you might give the Guardian thing a try? And...I'm here." She smiled slightly and extended her foot under the table to gently tap his. "If that makes a difference."

He got up and gave her a kiss on the cheek. "It counts for a lot. And things haven't been that bad. There's always a good turn around if you wait it out."

He gently covered her fidgety hands in his big ones -- and the pizza dinged.

Faye beamed up at him when he kissed her cheek. "I'm beginning to think you might be right..." Between that and his words and his hands on hers, her heart felt suddenly very big in her chest. Faye looked over at the oven as it dinged, "Pizza smells good."

"Yeah?" Smoker forgot he hadn't really explained his devil fruit power to her, so he didn't even think about it, just turned an arm into smoke to pull the pizza directly out of the oven and onto a giant platter before bringing it over to the table with smoke arm.

At the heightened smell, the dogs both ran to the gate and barked and drooled. Smoker rolled his eyes and pulled himsef away from Faye. "I fed you two already," he growled arching an eyebrow at them, but like the softie he is, toss them both some pepperoni. "Don't overdo it," he chided them.

When he just stuck his arm in the oven like that, Faye sat up with a gasp of warning. But no, his arm seemed to be make of smoke. Or something. That was...different. Faye turned to watch the dogs and their reaction, then eyes on Smoker as he gave them some pepperoni. And there was that smile again - what a cutie. "It looks great too."

"Great," he grinned at her, "Dig in!" A beat, and he rubbed the back of his neck. "Right. I should probably slice it... It's been awhile..." Eh so it's a knife not a pizza roller, but it'll do.

As he got a knife to cut the pizza, Faye chuckled quietly. "Is there anything I can do to help?" She started by taking the caps off two more bottles of beer - hers was nearly finished anyway, then she got up with the remaining beers to carry them to the fridge.

"Keep looking gorgeous?" he smirked and handed her a couple of slices on a plate. "Tada!" A shrug. "Probably not as good as delivery, but it's definitely edible and all meat."

"Hmm...I'll see what I can do." Faye grinned at him from around the fridge door then reached past him for the cheesecake which she slid onto a shelf, just in case. She took the plate from him and slid back into a chair at the table. "Thank you." She smiled and lifted a piece, cradling it carefully and blowing on it because it was hot. Finally, she took a bite and nodded in agreement as she ate.

"Good?" He relaxed instantly, relieved, and grabs his seat back across from her, lounging in his chair before grabbing some himself. "Yeah!" a grin, "Guess the wait was worth it. For the pizza too."

"Mhm." Faye finished her slice and licked lightly at the tips of her fingers before taking a sip of beer. She laughed at his comment, "Uh huh. Worth the wait." Faye looked across the table at him, still kind of amazed that she was there in this nice, normal situation with him. "You're just...such a charmer."

He can't help it, he starts laughing at that. "Faye... Sweetheart, you're the only person to ever say that. I've been called every name in the book, and most of them are varying degrees of 'asshole' and I'm fine with that."

Faye just shrugged lightly, smirking and shaking her head as she ate some more pizza. "You know, I really don't believe you." She arched a brow and tipped the neck of her bottle at him, "You are too...adorable for that to be true." Maybe he wouldn't like that word, but the way she said it was no way like a bad thing.

Not that he dislikes it per se, just has no idea how to handle it, except with a tsun blush and an eyeroll. "Nah, it's true." He closed his eyes and snorted. "Wish Kuzan could see you say that...." He burst out laughing again and pointed a finger at her, "Oh, I'll do you one better," an evil smirk, "Tell that to Namur." He shook his head. "I don't pay attention to what Crocodile and people who tried to kill me called me, so they very well might have, but --" his cheeks got all red and pink again. He couldn't even handle Straw-Hat not hating him. Stupid brats all around. "No, even Hina's called me five kinds of an asshole. And usually way more colorful than that."

"Namur? Oh, I will. Next time we're having a little chat, I'll be sure to mention how utterly delicious you are." Was that meant innocently? From Faye, who has glanced away from him but lifted her bottle to her lips to take a long drink? She put the bottle back on the table and turned to him again, "But don't you worry. If you're being an asshole, I'll be sure to very definitely let you know."

Another chuckle. "Take a picture," a low growl. He definitely wanted to see the fishman pirate's face over that one.

"I'm counting on it," a lot firmer and louder. He meant it too. Even Tashigi had to find ways of telling him off, after all.

"Aww now, that's not fair... He might be jealous." She was joking still, but she knew very well that Namur had tried his luck with her plenty of times.

"Good. Cause I've got a mean tongue and I'm not afraid to use it." Just ask Gren. She can be a proper bitch when she wants to be. Though she has no idea where things will go with Smoker or what he wants, she does hope it won't get nasty, at least.

At the first part Smoker's face just went a little blank. He knew that Namur had failed with her, but he didn't know why. He knew Faye had almost every man in all five cities after her, but she still was at the ball alone. And right after he'd stepped aside for a third time for Aizawa. He grabbed some coffee for himself, doing the smoke arm thing from before again, not even thinking about it, and sipped it quietly. "Then sharkboy should have stopped wasting his time with others," Smoker scoffed, and tilted his head. "Is that why? I mean you could have any guy just by snapping your fingers. But the good ones are usually whores." Smoker included himself in that.

"Nope, I'm gonna have to disagree with you there," a quiet smirk over his coffee. "You have an excellent tongue and use it in the most wonderful of ways. And I would know."

Faye felt the colour drain from her face when he said she could snap up any guy. It felt so far from the truth, but she knew he wasn't saying it to make fun of her. It just surprised her to hear him say such a thing. She bowed her head and clutched onto the beer, "That...really isn't true about me. I'm not - I..." Faye took a breath and glanced at Smoker quickly and shyly, "This is the first time in a very long time that I've been invited to dinner by someone who seems to...like me." Based on how the ball had gone, Faye didn't think that was too much of a stretch to say. But it was awkward, because she really didn't want Smoker to see her as damaged goods, not worthwhile, not wanted. "With Namur, there's something else, though. About a promise he made with a lover a different version of me had in a different universe. He holds that promise quite strongly."

She managed to look back up again at his compliment, which brought colour back to her cheeks and something of a smile back to her lips, "A real lady does her best to please."

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