Roronoa "do you even own a shirt" Zoro
06 December 2016 @ 01:14 pm
[Zoro's holding his phone idly in one hand so that it only occasionally shows his face and his new winter coat (sheepskin, very warm and furry), sometimes the video is primarily of the leaden gray sky or a lattice of bare branches which happen to be behind his head as he leans on a railing]

Treehouses are fun and all, right up until all the leaves fall off in the autumn and then it snows for a week straight. [BIG SIGH, his breath vapor in the cold] At least Ace is like a furnace if you get up real close to him, but he drools in his sleep, so.

I wanna know what pays the best, the fastest. We need money for a ship and I ain't content with these piddly little bounties that're barely enough to keep Luffy fed for a week. I heard there was a coliseum somewhere, can you make money doing that? I got a decent price for a book from the ruins but even that seems to be tapped out now.

...and before anyone offers, if it involves wearing a uniform or being nice to people, don't even bother.

[if anyone who has fought him before (or at least heard his complaint about needing strong people to fight) wants to find him for another round, he's still in Fayren when not giving Namur's business a hand in Everglade. The pirate treehouse is easy to spot with no leaves on the trees, but he's also a fairly common figure on the streets and in the taverns, what with green hair, three swords, and no shirt on under that sheepskin coat. Because Zoro.]
 
 
πŸŒ™ Toua Koumyou Sanzō Hoshi-sama the 30th γ€ε…‰ζ˜ŽδΈ‰θ”΅γ€‘
Who: Genjyo Sanzo, Koumyou Sanzo, Amberdrake.
What: OP & thread 1: Koumyou Sanzo visits his son in the middle of the night. Thread 2: Drake and Sanzo talk about Koumyou and briefly about what went down in thread 1. Thread 3: Koumyou and Sanzo talking some more.
Where: Drake and Sanzo's house in Attleton.
When: OP & thread 1: The same night as Singles Night, after Koumyou eventually leaves. Thread 2: Around noon, the day after. Thread 3: Evening of the same day as thread 2.
Warnings: FEELS. Angst, suicide mention, probably Warm And Fuzzy Feelings, y'know, the whole gamut.

It was very late at night when Koumyou glanced up to find himself having wandered to his son's house. The intense moonlight lit the cozy little cottage enough to make it impossible to not know where he was.

But, it was far too late at night.

He wouldn't knock.

Koumyou sat down on the wide, circular short step before the door, and sighed quietly. He tucked his legs half-under him, and wondered what he was doing, just sitting out here on the cold stone. In the morning, he could call Kouryuu from his apartment, hear his voice. Right now? There was nothing to do but lurk, and wallow in his own sadness.

Between the other night at the shrine with the little golden dragon, and several more instances tonight, he'd spoken of his death and the burden it had left on his young son many times, recently. Too many times...

He was no therapist, like Amberdrake. Ripping open his own wounds constantly wore on him far faster than it did the kestra'chern. Right now, he just wanted to be near his son. And so here he sat, breath fogging in the cold air.

The sun would rise when the sun would rise. And perhaps the moon would still be out when he did.
 
 
Oswald Cobblepot
06 December 2016 @ 09:41 pm
[ When the video began, those who were watching would be greeted by the sight of a man who looked just a bit off from the norm. He was short in stature with unruly hair that he had obviously done his best to tame, but the most noticeable thing about him was not his exceptionally fancy clothing but rather the strange stance that he took. One of his feet was angled oddly to the side, and the cane he was leaning on confirmed that he undeniably had an usual gait. Still, he held himself with an undeniable air confidence that reflected in his voice despite the politeness he was exuding. ]

Genessia! Hello, hello. Please do forgive me for my belated introduction, but I assure you it comes with good reasoning which I will delve further into in just a moment. My name is Oswald Cobblepot, and where I come from I was fortunate and blessed enough to serve as the mayor of a very unique city known as Gotham. That name may mean little to most of you, but do believe me when I say that while Gotham was a place in need of much help and reform, it was my home and I was proud of every single step towards betterment that it took.

[ Bending his free arm behind his back, he straightened just slightly as he began to reach the heart of his message. ] Today, I stand before you all because I have seen a similar need here in Genessia. While I freely admit I haven't been here long, I have seen more than enough to know that Everglade is a place that desperately needs help. Truly, my heart goes out to them -- and quite frankly, I am outraged. [ In a mere instant, Oswald's entire demeanor abruptly shifted from amicable to stern and serious. His stance once again shifted slightly, and it was very clear that he now meant business. ]
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δ½γ€…ζœ¨ 菖蒲 β–· Ayame Sasaki
06 December 2016 @ 11:03 pm
Action - Frost Empire Bounty - Public
[ With her tailor shop not having a good start, and the depression that came with that have been piling up like the snow around her, Ayame isn't in her best of moods this night. She had let herself enjoy and be consumed by the thought of having more and more money, now that she's independent. So even if this bounty had a low pay, she took it, just to help stave off the thoughts in her head. Even while holding a bottle of whisky in her hand, Ayame manages to track her targets to a bank with the help of her psionic abilities.

Kicking the front door open, Ayame stumbles in to the bank, bringing along the cold winds with her. The Emperor and Empress ceased their attempt to drill through the vault, as Ayame's dynamic entrance manages to startle them. Ayame's shadowy silhouette looked intimidating... until she started walking all wobbly and the light shone on her casual outfit, also chugging her drink like it's water.

Then, a beat
]

I suppose asking for some ice is a step too far?

[ Ayame raises a brow, raising her bottle and gave it a little shake. The two criminals just looked at each other, before the Emperor thought to waste no more of their time in dealing with this stranger. The Empress took what they had and start to flee, while the Emperor fired a barrage of ice shards at Ayame at an incredibly high rate to help cover their escape. Stray shards manage to escape passed the door that Ayame barged in to, with the glass in the front of the bank shattering and causing enough noise to alert the surrounding area.

Ayame looks unharmed by the assault, but it did ruin her coat now that it's all frozen and scuffled on some spots, and her bottle of whisky is just gone
]

Aww... I wasn't done with that. It was expensive too...

Oh. Right. Wait! I still have to turn you in to the proper authorities!

[ Ayame drops what's left of the bottle on to the puddle of booze on the floor, giving chase to the Emperor and Empress while trying to run in high heels ]

Text - Public
[ Sometime later, Ayame returns to her apartment. Locking the door behind her, she was just met with an empty and lifeless living space, with a cat who is just sleeping on the couch being the only thing breathing aside from Ayame herself. Sitting beside her pet, Ayame wasn't sure what to do with what's left of her night. There's still books and clothes she still haven't finished, and some TV shows to watch, but none of that sound appealing to her right now. With a sigh, Ayame fires up her comm device to send a text message to the network ]

Good evening, Genessia. Looking for a roommate to share rent with. I don't look for anyone in particular as long as they have a job, so let's discuss it first if you are interested, or know anyone who do. Let me know please? Thank you