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genessia2016-07-15 04:01 pm
orangeoutlaw) wrote in genessia2016-07-15 04:01 pm
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[it's night. Going on 12. Ace has been gone for about a week in the dungeons going deeper and deeper until he thought he would suffocate.
But even he can't stand the loneliness for that long. He'll stuff an envelop of money under Marco's door when he's sure the phoenix isn't there and then hurry on, wandering aimlessly through the streets, through one city then another.
There's a lot weighing on his mind but feel free to address him.]
Locked to Smoker:
[at 2 am he'll come into Smoker's room again. Quiet but not sneakng. Because screw everything, honestly]
But even he can't stand the loneliness for that long. He'll stuff an envelop of money under Marco's door when he's sure the phoenix isn't there and then hurry on, wandering aimlessly through the streets, through one city then another.
There's a lot weighing on his mind but feel free to address him.]
Locked to Smoker:
[at 2 am he'll come into Smoker's room again. Quiet but not sneakng. Because screw everything, honestly]
[Action] 2/2
As it stands, I already debated going to sleep in the god damn dungeons, but I've met your sorry-ass Grandfather and I don't trust you to not bust walls apart just to give me a headache.
I'm not trying to make something right. The only one who was, was you.
[Un-facepalms to flick Ace's head.]
You were the one so gung-ho for me to change everything, arrest you in Alabasta to prevent your death.
So let me ask this too:
What do you think I'm trying to do here? With you? Or perhaps, to you.
[Since FUCK IF HE KNOWS WHAT IS IN ACE'S CRAZY HEAD.]
[Action]
I told you twice now you didn't have to worry about it any more. Pay attention, will you?
[he folds his hands behind his head]
Trying not to lose your goddamn mind it seems like. [and not doing a good job] Wanting to see if I'll turn around and actually be a responsible citizen or something.
[shrug]
But I don't get why you want me to take the key to make you happy if me making you happy is only going to piss you off. [it is super confusing damn it all]
[Action]
[Adela was the first person here to make him faceplant.]
[BUT GUESS WHAT, ACE?!]
[YOU GET TO BE SECOND!]
[And also!]
[Smoker just bangs his head on the rooftop beneath him, vaguely hoping he's not disturbing the people under him too much.]
[He feels better.]
[Even if he lays on his back sprawled out like a spread eagle, and just puffs.]
[Is it going to be dawn soon?]
[Fuck life.]
Well. You almost got the part about trying not to lose my mind right.
[He's not trying. He knew it was gone from the minute he saw Ace alive again.]
[He hasn't looked back and missed it much before, but now he does.]
[Even if he's just mentally waving at it distantly.]
[It was nice while it lasted.]
I already know you can't be a responsible citizen. How did you even manage to say that without gagging on the words?! I can't even say it without feeling like my tongue is ash and my spine is going to crawl away from the rest of me.
You have a horrid sense of timing. The worst, I'd bet, in all the universe.
I wanted you to take the key when you said you wanted to help Adela out in a bigger way. [UGH HIS TONGUE STILL FEELS LIKE ASH ABOUT IT.] That ended when you decided you'd rather keep a greater distance than that. You didn't though. You don't seem capable of it. I said before, I wanted you to take the key because you're inevitably going to be around and I didn't want to have to worry about waking up to a pirate who has no right to be near me. You took that to mean you couldn't come talk to me at midnight or whatever -- but that's not what I meant. THEN.
It changed.
You're fire. You should be used to keeping up with change.
[GLARES FROM HIS SPOT ON HIS BACK, NOT GIVING A FUCK IF HE LOOKS RIDICULOUS.]
I meant [GROWLS.] that I still have reflexes set on "kill and destroy all pirates." You said you don't want to change that, but you still want to come bother me.
[DEEP BREATH. Takes out the cigars and lets it all go slowly.]
[Air is nice.]
So.
What do you want?
You want to treat me like a friend, I guess?
But without me doing what I want back. Seems like an impasse. I don't let pirates come bug me in the middle of the night without doing something about it.
And it's not like I can arrest you. And you're not going to stop.
[Pinches the bridge between his eyes.]
Don't ever say I want you to be a "responsible citizen" again. I'd rather let Doflamingo cut out my tongue and use it to sweep dog shit.
[Action]
If we're friends though it's going to be hard to side against you when I need to. [though he would still be on his side when he has to] But you're already my claim so I guess we can be friends in that way. But I also want to torment you and make you laugh and blush and hate me a little. Because it's fun and I like you.
[is this helping? he's not sure??]
I'll take the key if that'll make you sleep easier. [he holds up his hands] But if you're going to get pissy about it forget I said that because I seriously don't understand you at all.
Since, like I said, it's probably better to just leave it. You're not looking well and you have a lot of people counting on you. If I had to choose I'd rather see you being happy then fucked up all the time.
[which is what inevitably seems to happen whenever Ace is around]
[Action] 1/?
[Sits up, pure venom in his eyes, and yes he wants to strangle Ace again.]
And I already hate you, stupid.
Steal the key. Because I'm not giving it to you. And like I said, I'd rather not replace the locks all the damn time.
[Action] 2/?
[Oh.]
[His.]
[Fucking.]
[Forsaken.]
[Gods.]
[Of the deepest darkest pits of despair.]
[Is Ace going to be around all the time?]
[HE JUST BITES HIS GLOVE AND HUFFS.]
[Okay that helped.]
Stop telling me what to do. And don't look "out" for my health. That's more annoying than all the rest.
[Action] 3/?
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[ARGH.]
[HE GETS IT NOW.]
[STUPID BRAT THINKS ANNOYING IS FUN.]
[GLARES.]
I'm REALLY serious about that, kid.
[Action] 4/?
Does your crew try to baby you or are you just trying to treat me like your younger brother?
Either way knock it the fuck off.
[Action] 5/?
[NOT THAT HE EXPECTS IT TO WORK BUT IT IS WORTH A GOD DAMN TRY!!!]
[Action] 6/7
What do you mean you claimed me?
[...........................?!!!!!!!!!!?????!!!!?!?!?!]
[Action] 7/8 my bad :|
I'm your god damn pet!?
[He doesn't punch him, or even choke him.]
[Just slaps.]
[Because fuck it.]
[His nerves are shot.]
Learn some fucking boundaries!
[Action] 8/7 done
Don't choose my emotions. And stop trying to decide what is best for me.
FUCK!
You can barely do what's good for you, you don't want to like a marine, but you keep trying to mother me -- knock it off.
[FLICKS ACE'S FOREHEAD AGAIN.]
You want me to be happy? Stop pissing me off. Since you are incapable of that, just be yourself! And let me be me!
[Action]
...Or something.
So...whatever.
He doesn't even care so much about the slap]
You're my claim in that no other Whitebeards are allowed to kill you. [he wouldn't let anyone else try to kill him either but that was beside the point]
But be you. Knock yourself out.
[since aside from the thing he told Smoker to forget about, he's never tried to stop him.
As for his own part that's all he's going to say because anything else is too much, too little or all of the above. He wants to ask if Smoker even knows him. But he kind of doubts it anyway and it's not like it'll help.
So he's just going to... crouch there or whatever... until...something B|[
[Action] lol icon keywords :T
[He's not sure if that's good or bad or something else entirely.]
[....]
[More importantly:]
WHY?!
[Action]
[Action]
Sorry.
I guess this is all really confusing for you too, huh?
[Action]
Damnit, Smoker.
You are making it worse.
When he speaks, it's not exactly a monotone, but close]
See, that's the thing. You get to apologize and say things like this for... whatever motivation you have. You get to arrest me and I have to prevent others from arresting me for whatever motivation you have.
But I can't look after you?
You say you want me to be me, but you don't even know me. So what is it you really want to see here? For me to be a pirate and hate you? I would come after you until one of us is dead. But regardless of what you say, that Luffy could speak to you means you're a good man so I can't hate you.
If you want me to be me, I have to like you. I have to want to feel protective of you. I have to torment you and all those other things. That is what I am. Do you understand? I can't speak any more plainly than that.
I don't know what to do here. I can't be me. I can't be not me. I don't want to steal your key but I don't want you to lose your mind either which is what seems to be happening. It's like I can trust in the strength of my nakama to survive a wound but not if I'm repeatedly punching them in it.
So what do you want? What do you really want? If there was a perfect Ace that would satisfy everything you expected or hoped or hated; what the hell would it be? Because I've got no damn idea.
[Action] 1/2
[Blushes slowly.]
[And pulls his legs up to his chest.]
[And fishes into the pocket and hands him the key.]
[And tsun-glances away HARD.]
[Action] 2/2
[And he mumbles.]
Stupid.
That was just fine.
[He doesn't want to be protected, and he doesn't want to be looked after, and he SURE as hell doesn't want to be babied, he REALLY WILL FLIP HIS SHIT EACH AND EVERY TIME.]
[But he gets it now. At least... some of it.]
[Enough of it.]
[DEEP BREATH.]
[EYES CLOSED.]
[Un-balls, and sits crossed-legged again, deep breaths, eyes still closed.]
Perfect isn't real.
And don't even try to be, or it'll be creepy.
[Tilts his head to the side, still not looking at Ace.]
I didn't want you to have it while you still thought it was a trap. You looked way too fucking happy about helping and just...
You don't have to lose that feeling.
Stupid.
[Chuffs Ace's chin hard, but still not quite enough for a real punch.]
Whatever. Maybe you're just always going to piss me off. [Rubs his face.] But then try not to be so miserable about it. Learn to be a sadist, or just... learn to read my moods better. I don't lie, but I'm not good at saying what I want to either.
[Huff.]
[Flush.]
[Stupid red ears. Stop being red.]
It's not like I want to make you miserable either. Otherwise I'd just have to have nothing to do with you. And obviously I can't. And you won't let me... so. [>:T]
[Chews on cigar ends.]
[Action]
Maybe they'll never be perfect but...]
Yeah okay. I'll try. I'd rather fight you than lose you.
[He enjoys Smoker's company too much to do that. He slips the key into his leg pouch and fastens it closed. He is happier. Happier but drained. Fuck this was hard. But worth it in the end.
He stretches and then yawns]
I'm going to go turn in for the night.
[and then while Smoker's guard is down, he'll ruffle his hair and lean in to kiss his cheek]
Thanks for the talk, [
moe] cutie.[and run away]
[Action]
[100% hate.]
[100% Pure Seething Hatred.]
[It's just that he's also capable of hating Ace and not wanting him dead.]
[He's deep okay. Layers. Like an onion. Or an ogre.]
[Action]
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