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[the video is clicked on, set on a stump beside an almost fully made tree house and he's decked out in a little something like this]

Yo. Anyone want to go dungeon crawling with me? I'll even let you pick the where. [drops one of the pistols against his shoulder and points the other one at the Yorkie sitting at attention near his ankles]

It's Mr. Biggles' day to go out though so it's going to get pretty intense. No weenies allowed.

If you want to, I'll be waiting. [tips hat]

[and so he will be, either by the tree house overlooking the ocean or by the dungeon itself teaching Mr. Biggles to dance for a sausage bit]

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Mr. Biggles.

[ He was about to go join in the dungeon crawl, really, especially if it involved combat -- but then Ace had to mention that.

That does not look like a nin-dog at all... Would such a small dog really be all right down there? ]

Yeah. I didn't name him but he likes it so.

[shrug and puts his hands in his pockets]

Anyway want to come along? Say nin-nin.

I need the training. And I'm not saying it.

[ It's such a dumb name for a dog why would the dog even like the name? And just...

Whatever it's not his business. This is like a mission, so he should treat it as such. A mission with the annoying fire guy.

Great. ]

Well I'm ready when you are, lameass. [but he's grinning]

[ That might have prompted a twitch from him. He sighs after a beat. ]

When and where.

Mr. Biggles?

[Don't mind her she'll just be giggling a bit.]

Sure, sounds like fun. Count me in, but you pick the spot since I'm not really familiar with any dungeons around.

Yeah! He's great!

[as for picking the spot... he thinks and then sends her the coordinates]

Come here!

Right! I'll be there in two shakes!

[And true to her word, she makes incredible time.]

Woah! Nice! You've got some speed on you! [he's more than pleased to see this] How'd you do it?

[She giggles and taps the device on her chest.]

This doohickey lets me blink forward and backward through time.

[She demonstrates by blinking over behind him, tapping Ace's shoulder from behind, and then reappearing in front of him all in the course of 3 seconds.]

That's awesome! Can I try it?

Sorry love, but I kinda need it. I was in an accident a while back that left me unstuck from time, and this is the only thing keeping me anchored. With out it I kinda vanish for months at a time.

[love... He knows it's just a phrase but it makes his face heat anyway]

No problem. How did that happen anyway? [he'll start into the dungeon now and don't notice his face is red because it isn't. Shut up]

[She giggles a bit at the blushing but doesn't bring it up, following along behind.]

I was a jet pilot in the Royal Air Force, and I was picked to test-pilot a new fighter jet that could teleport. I hit the button to teleport me ten feet to the side, and came out 5 months later.

Woah... What's an air force? Do you work with jet dials? Where were did you go for five months?

[all of this sounds pretty damn cool to him]

[She snickers for a second.]

Right, I keep forgetting people come from such different worlds. A jet is a vehicle, kinda like the cars that everyone drives here, except they can fly, and super fast. I'll never forget the first time I broke the sound barrier.

As for where I went... dunno. For me it was the blink of an eye. Kinda scary when ya think about it. For me things look normal... except when it happens people who are around me just... vanish. 'Course they're still around they just didn't stand in the same spot for days or months waiting for me to pop back into being.

Yeah it's like the jet dial...only it's just in a shell. [same thing] Sound barrier?

That sounds cool. [he wants to get one of those just to try it out] Think one of those things would be hard to make?

[they're in the dungeon hall now and things are snarling just out of sight]

It's what people thought was the fastest an object could possibly move back in the day. But, eventually gets started going faster than sound, and thus broke through the sound barrier.

[Her pulse pistols flip out of the holsters on her arms and into her hands as she hears the snarling, turning so that her back is to Ace's, pistols covering their rear.]

Dunno how hard they are to make, but I can't build one, love. I'm a pilot, not a scientist. Also, how much can you lift or throw? Looks like I may need to flank our friends. My buddy Winston could chuck me hard enough to let me blink behind enemies, but your hands aren't quite as big, so we may have to improvise something else.

Define weenies in your estimation. Do you mean the type of dog, or Coby?

Your words, not mine.

Hey, Taisa! [bright grin. He's glad to see you]

Nah, Coby's alright. He's Luffy's friend. [and so falls under the category of must protect however reluctantly]

I mean the type of person who has to run a lot. [nods] and not just to strategize.

[Oh no. Don't be so happy to see him. Don't grin at him like that like seeing him is the highlight of your day. It doesn't melt all his shield and crush his mood with actually sunny good things.]

[Damn brat.]

[So of course Smoker is smiling softly in spite of himself.]

I see. So marines are allowed, cowards aren't.

[Chin in hand.]

[Sorry, he's just thinking about something.]

Mm. [he doesn't mind Marines. They know what they're getting into] You're always allowed.

[because Smoker.]

[God damn it Ace don't be that sweet to him!]

Who says I need help.

[>:| As Smoker completely wrecks it because.... Smoker.]

[But he's hoping (foolishly, perhaps) that Ace will remember that Smoker DID actually ask for help the first time so...]

[Smoker. Smoker says it.]

[shrugs]

It can just be fun. I promise I won't even argue. [which'll be hard but...]

[Big grin!]

Yeah, okay. I'm looking forward to it.

Just don't hit me with my own jitte.

I won't. Even if you're adorable afterwards.

[yay Smoker grin. Ace is excited]

Am not.

[IDIOT. He wasn't cute, he was trying to get his fucking bearings. He was concussed. Seriously just get him drunk, it'll be less painful.]

Whatever you say, Taisa. [see? He's a good Ace! He's not arguing even if he doesn't sound at all convinced]

Come on! I've even got some booze!

[GRINS AGAIN.]

Oh yeah, that's safe. Let's get drunk and go dungeon scouring with a combustible man.

[No, but seriously, count him in.]

[laughs]

Who cares? It's a dungeon!

[he's waiting]

Yeah yeah.

Don't catch anything important on fire.

[Comes along.]

I'll rely on you to put it out. [winks.

When Smoker arrives he'll be playing fetch with Mr. Biggles and having a good time. Though he'll smile as soon as he sees him]

Hey, you.

Hey.

[Swallows.]

[....]

[Erm words.]

You gonna bring him into the dungeon too?

I didn't bring food this time. Sorry. [Shrug.]

It's fine we can hunt in there. [they have to have something edable. He tilts his head at Smoker, wondering if he's sick or something. But he won't ask because he promised not to start an argument and that seems like something that would]

It's his turn for training. [Mr. Biggles barks excitedly]

I don't think you want to eat anything in there...

[....]

So long as you know what you're doing.

[Gestures. Lead on, Freckles.]

Edited 2016-09-11 21:50 (UTC)

Why not? And don't worry about Biggles, Taisa. I'll protect him if he needs it.

[he's not irresponsible, sheesh.

leads on in any case.]

Do you even remember what we fought last time?

[Facepalm.]

There were dogs there though right? They have to eat something... But I do have rations. [pulls a bit of sausage from his pocket and flicks an end at Biggles before chewing on it himself like a droopy cigar]

How old are those sausages now?!

You really should stop keeping sausage in your pockets. It's unsanitary.

You saying my pockets are dirty? And I don't know. Have a taste. [chucks a bit between the gap in Smoker's teeth, honestly not expecting to make it]

I'm saying they're pockets.

Fuck no. [Catches the bit with one hand like a baseball catcher, and moves to shove it into Ace's mouth instead.] Don't waste food.

[eats it and sucks on Smoker's fingers a little too]

Tasty. [slobber slobber]

[... That should really not be a turn on.]

[He needs to be more disgusted.]

[Or at least more annoyed.]

[Get off his fingers, pirate.]

Get off my fingers, pirate.

[... That probably was not anywhere nearly stern enough.]

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but this mun does not sorry for the increidwait XD feel free to carry on or not

No worries! I've been really slow as of late myself.

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