Courage or Ignorance

Unprompted: ALWAYS ACCEPTING

You would most assuredly lose a limb or two or three. You don’t touch him without permission, or unless you’re one of those he considers family. Though why family would be touching his butt, I don’t know. I don’t think I want to know either.

Unprompted: ALWAYS ACCEPTING

Flat. That is the only description one could use for the expression currently written on the swordsman’s face, vague annoyance peeking through in the barest of ways. His lips are drawn down, a tale of displeasure held in the action.

Displeasure and bewilderment.

Doflamingo stood tall in front of him, seemingly proud of himself for the delicate balance it took for the fruit to stay upon this one’s head.  

He does not sigh, though everything in him is telling him to, nor does he reach for his sword. Instead he simply crosses his arms.

“ And what exactly would I use a banana for, if not for eating? ”

UNPROMPTED: ALWAYS ACCEPTING

Perhaps he should invest in a better locking system. The thought is fleeting, barely gracing the forward part of his mind through the split focus on his wine and food, and the intruder wandering around his grounds. 

Blank is his gaze, landing upon the other man with little more than a twitch, those words playing in his head as he contemplates. 

Contemplates and then decides.

With a soft clink, his glass is placed back upon the table and he pushes himself into a stand. 

“ Did you come only to bother me? ” Approach slow, methodical. His sword is not on his being, nor does he make a move toward where it is placed. “ You wish for me to fight you. ” The most he’s spoken in a while, he realizes, coming to a stop in front of the other.

“ You would not be worth the effort. ” It isn’t meant as an insult, it’s simply a statement - so obvious is it. “ Propose other entertainment. ”

Unprompted: ALWAYS ACCEPTING

“ Such a thing would not happen. ” A child claiming he had fathered them? A thought that left little else but a laugh in the back of his throat. It was not something that would happen. Not something that could happen.

And if, for one reason or another, someone approached with the claim of parentage - they would be taught otherwise. 

UNPROMPTED: ALWAYS ACCEPTING

“ What - ” A pause, an adjustment, “ Why - are you messing with my hat? ” There was no real interest in the reasoning behind the blond’s actions, it was simply a way to show that he was displeased.

“ If you do not stop, ” Sharp, narrowed ring of yellow and black focuses on the other, “ You will find yourself missing important appendages.” 

FROM X: NOT ACCEPTING

Thank you so much.

It’s honestly a bit disappointing when things like this happen, but I’ll try not to let it affect me too much!

I hope you have a wonderful day/evening/night!

FROM X: NOT ACCEPTING

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