freedom

about law

tall dark and edgy af

will steal your heart. literally

is kind of a doctor and actually a really good one don’t judge a book by its cover

his operation style isn’t pretty sometimes though but he gets the job done

the man who will become pirate king fight him on this

tragic childhood tm

is best friends with a polar bear

❝Ahah… ‘idiot’ is a bit too harsh, don’t you think?❞ It’s not like it’s any different from the vocabulary that unrolled from the tips of his past patients’ tongues. The demeanor of the lawless is a whole enigma, but it is what it is. Shu isn’t as affected by the insult as he feigns to be but he had hoped that his words would have prompted enough bewilderment for the stranger to give the bag up. His hopes lifted when during the first few seconds, fate seemed to be on his side. But as expected from a wild card, the man had decided to remove himself from the scene with the backpack slung over his shoulder.

Honestly—! Is quenching the thirst of his curiosity really worth all this trouble? Of course it is. Shu just hopes this doesn’t take him too long. He’s not one to give up so easily but he also knows his limits.  

❝H-Hey, wait!❞ He is quick to tag after the other, his tone and his smile light and airy that float over the guy’s coarse attitude. ❝C’mon now, you don’t even know what’s inside that bag. It could be something that might bring you harm so really, I must take it from your hands.❞

“calling an idiot an idiot is simply stating the truth,” law pointed out. “beside, why should i care about being harsh to you?” managing to catch him before leaving, the other kept up such faulty statements and law decided to give him just a bit longer of his attention. there was nothing else to do after all, and he was rather amused with the reactions this guy provided him. the best thing about messing around with people verbally was when they were actually affected by it after all.

however, the other’s phrasing immediately caught law’s attention and suddenly his focus was on the bag again instead. “could be, hm?” he repeated the other’s words, to make absolutely sure that he had heard right.

There is something on that spot he was about to use a spell in his arsenal. The Marines could be getting not too close but realizing that they could be in a trap where Law do what he wants. Poor Marines about to meet their impending doom. She heard of him calling her name, meaning she had to be out of ‘Takt’ range so she won’t be included as a casualty as rushing on his side immediately.

The only thing she sees is that piece of ground which caused the reinforcement Marines met in an ugly end coming out of nowhere to them. With all the mist and dust coming out from that targeted place, they definitely won this one.

“I guess we’re safe to move on.” Hikaru hoped not to see an another group of armed sailor-like soldiers. If this was what his world looked like, it takes forever for one to get used to its surroundings. “I’ll let you lead the way and i follow.” Thanks to his presence, Hikaru would have been dead right now by the Marines because she could be mistaken as a pirate, wearing their uniform.

it appeared that these guy were just foot soldiers, small fry that he wouldn’t normally bother with, which was why it was even more of a shame to have let them injure him like that. sure the pain in his abdomen was nothing like when he had lost an arm, but it was something he could definitely live without, especially in this environment where he didn’t know where he was going.

at hikaru’s words, law continued to move, but not before passing by the area of battle with keen interest. the smoke was dying down, and thus what should meet them was at least a dozen injured marines, and yet there was nothing in the wake of law’s destruction. “curious,” he muttered to himself. was this too an illusion by the mist? but the bullets and the marines had definitely been tangible, which proved to be more troublesome than he initially thought.

“Oh?” The comment about fight did perked his interest, a small rare smile reached his lips, “I’ll keep that in mind when we get back home, don’t let down on your promise, Law.” He teased, wanting to actually try out their skill, after all, the other captain was a swordsman himself, and wondering just what type of a fighting style he had with that cursed long sword. Itching to try out for himself, “Anyways, how long have you been here?” 

The Star trail is still at the same place and in the same ward. It is also as busy as Zenitsu remembers it. But, did it become a little bigger since the last time he’s been here? There seem to be new food stalls at least.

The stall he heads for offers traditional Japanese kitchen, and that’s exactly what he’s looking for at the moment. Most of the chairs in front are already taken though. How annoying.  He’s moving over to a free one just next to a guy he’s (unfortunately) never seen before. 

“Uhm, is that seat next to you already taken?”

@ambersurvivor​ liked for a starter

ever since allying and travelling together with the strawhats, law had found himself victim of a circumstance that he would never have imagined becoming an issue: food shamelessly stolen straight off your plate. certainly the strawhats did never seem to be lacking in the matter of nutrition, and yet, dinnertime was always a battle if you wanted to actually enjoy your food.

that, he had to say, was a thing he wasn’t missing. although it was better aboard his own ship, it also felt strangely nice to be able to indulge a bit every once in a while, remain undisturbed, and goddammit if these rice balls weren’t amazing, he felt as though he could eat at least a dozen more with how good they tasted and---

there came the disturbance.

As much as Ellen wouldn’t want to be here, it was a good thing that not much has changed since her previous time here. It would make readjusting to the new surroundings a whole lot easier and save her the frustration of having to learn something new. It’d also mean she wouldn’t have to spend some of her time reaching out to others for genuine help. Not to say that she wouldn’t accept it if it were offered to her at the right time, but she had more pressing matters to worry about for the time being.

That being her medicine. The stockpile she had left behind was most likely too old for her to use and she wasn’t about to toy with fate and take some for fun. Maybe she could save that for some poor victim later. But her first destination was going to be the pharmacy today. And then back home.

…  She was never going to get used to the passing glances of strangers. Whether they were concerned because of the bandages of the lack of shoes she had on was up for debate, but she could hardly care less. Ellen has hardened herself against the concern others may show for her  ;  seeing it as nothing more than pity. And perhaps a silent prayer that it wasn’t them that needed to suffer the way she did. Regardless, there was no way she was going to feign helplessness to people like that. She’s been there and done that and was quite curious to see if there would be other reactions to her.

It wasn’t fun to get the optimists all the time. Sometimes she wanted to get people angry.

And so she decided to play with fate and walk quickly to the first stranger that stood out to her among the crowds, tugging at the piece of clothing that was easily reachable to her before looking up at him with feigned bashfulness. “ Excuse me  …  do you  …  do you know where I can get medicine? “ She knows already, but it’d be interesting to hear if this stranger knows too.

@ambersurvivor​ | there’s only one thing worse than a murderer. boom. a child.

getting used to new places and surroundings had always been a must for people who were seabound, always travelling around to far off shores. needless to say, law was no different; in fact, had he been the type to tremble at any thought of change he might as well have found a place to settle down and be bored for the rest of his life. but to one who had lost everything when he was a mere ten years old, did such a place of solace even exist? he sincerely doubted it.

either way, although unhappy about his abduction, the point still stood that law had no issues getting accustomed to life in his new surroundings, although he for dear life hoped it was only a temporary evil. he had a place to return to now, a precious family waiting for him, and he could imagine them being out of their good minds in worry for him. especially bepo. the bear had always been one to worry.

it would be a lie to say that he was accustomed to the inhabitants of this place yet -- it seemed big and bountiful in residents, and thus it was impossible to know every single person, but he was pretty sure that the girl tugging at his clothes was someone he had never laid eyes on before. given the girl’s appearance, namely her injuries, law felt as though he would have remembered if only from being a doctor. although he was in no way obligated to use his expertise for others, he couldn’t help but take notice when people had obvious conditions of sickness or injury.

so i’ve been a bit absent these past couple days and i’m sorry about that. things might be a bit slow for a bit longer i don’t know yet.

“Mmmhm! I am! WELL, not from this place but from my home world. What about you? I take it you’re a doctor from your world. too?” Ilseong opens one of the books once he’s taken a seat. Of course, he’ll gesture for the stranger to come sit right next to him while he shows the guy the opened book. “Some of these books are actually from my world. See?” Except the words are translated it looks like. It’s good, because then he doesn’t have to translate the Korean. 

“Oh, I’m Hong Ilseong by the way, but most of my friends call me Seong.”

“you can say that, yeah,” he confirmed although neglected to mention that it was only among others, others being his title of captain of a pirate crew. “i’m a doctor and a surgeon.” resting a palm upon the table to support himself as he leant closer to where the other was sitting, law studied the letters and pictures upon the pages. good. he could still understand what was written. it seemed this place used the same language he was used to. “curious,” he simply admitted, wondering if books from his world could be located here as well.

“Sure, I guess.” whatever floats their boat, he suppose. The change in expression was notified as the swordsman raise a brow at the change in features, but lets the other man speak first before spoken. The only reply he lets out was a small snort, slipping out one of his nerfed sword as the pirate hunter tossed to the fellow swordsman. “If it bothers you so much, trying hitting me.” 

❝I didn’t mean to disappoint. I’d give it to you if I didn’t need it.❞ Little by little, Shu could feel his smile tilting to a more sheepish touch— uncertain on what to make of this situation. It’s starting to look like he had asked the wrong person for the job because he’s losing daylight and his fingers are still itching for whatever is inside that bag. He knows better than to make any hasty movements though. The stranger has a power Shu has never seen before and there’s a fat chance that he might have more up his sleeve.

Fortunately, the guy asks for something else. Unfortunately, it’s still an organ.

❝My heart?❞ Shu blinks twice, dumbfounded. If he needs his eye, then he certainly needs his heart! All these demands are just silly! The worth of some unknown backpack isn’t on par with the worth of his life; no matter how much medical data this wild card of a man could possibly attain! Unless…

❝Oh! Is this your unconventional way of asking me out? Why didn’t you just say so? I could go for some food. You know what they say: the way to a man’s heart is through his stomach.❞

blinking once, blinking twice, this time it was law who was left speechless and dumbfounded. at first the meaning of the words didn’t fully register within his mind, but when they did, law was, for once, genuinely confused. how could this guy remain so positive? how could his words be twisted in such a way?

“are you an idiot?” he simply asked blankly. “why the hell would i be asking you out?” the sheer surprise was enough to make him lose the threatening aura he had done his best to uphold, but this demand was simply too ludicrous. beside, going through the man’s stomach was a ridiculous suggestion. all law needed to do was carve out his chest. naturally the metaphor was lost on him.

“Yea, I’m awake, can’t help that I’m used to it. You look like you’ve seen a ghost or something.” Maybe he was also dreaming and they were just back on Wano, seeing Law here was refreshing and better than being alone.

“You’ll get used to it.” Cause even he doesn’t sleep.