Jean Bart

pronouns and context can be changed as you see fit.

When was the last time you actually got some rest?

Alright, that's it. You're going to bed, and I'm not taking no for an answer.

Look at you! You're spilling coffee.

You have bags, and I'm not talking about the Gucci kind.

Jesus, have you been awake the entire night?

It's 4am. You need sleep.

You're safe here. You can rest now.

I promise, I'm fine. I just look tired a lot, thanks to... the tiredness.

Look, I'm okay! I've pulled all nighters before.

This isn't the first time I've gone without sleep.

I'll carry you to bed if I have to.

Do I need to baby you?

Huh? What? I'm awake, I swear!

You just ran into the wall. It's time to lie down.

Go. To. Bed. That's an order.

I made a nest for you. You can sleep in that, if you want.

Can I get an extra pillow / blanket?

Want me to tuck you in, too?

That earned a genuine smile out of the gentle giant. “That would be very helpful… so long as it does not add to your work load. The last thing I want to do is be a burden.” He said lightly, though it was a veil to hide how true the statement was. Bart didn’t want to be a burden, especially after all the Hearts had done for him, Law most of all. It was likely that Law would need something strong. Bart had once been shot with 4 tranquilizer darts for elephants in the ass and was only drowsy and sluggish from it. “I’m very resistant to tranquilizers but I don’t know if that applies to other medicines.” He warned not wanting Law to waste resources needlessly. Indeed, a stubborn streak is something he and Law seemed to share.

At the mention of Bepo the large man grimaced a little. “Latrine duty, Laundry, dish-washing, cleaning the kitchen and the halls. And then Shachi and Penguin had me moving and rearranging the store room… then their quarters as well as cleaning them. Then I had free time so I helped Ikkaku in the engine room.” Bart paused a moment. “Oh and I made tonight’s coffee.” He finished finally. Bepo may have been running him ragged to most but it was nothing he wasn’t used to. In fact, Bepo was very kind compared to The dragons. It was more like he had trouble finding things for him to do. 

Why the grimace then? Well, who actually liked cleaning toilets.

   “Really? Good to know. And it’s no trouble. I am your doctor as well as your captain,” Law says, leaning forwards in his seat to take up a pen and a spare scrap of paper. He scrawls down this bit of information, making some annotations about what kind of tranquilizers the big guy has been exposed to. He also notes that Bart might be resistant to certain sedatives, something that will be important if he ever has to put the guy under for surgery. All things he’ll add to the file he’s constructing on Jean Bart.

   Then Bart goes on to explain what Bepo has been making him do. Usually the Hearts Pirates have a rotational schedule for doing all those chores, along with having their own specific roles in the crew. So far Law has yet to appoint Bart with a set role so he saw no problem with letting Bepo order the guy around for a while. It gives the polar bear mink some confidence along with giving the new guy something to do. So, for the most part Law just leans back in his chair, resting the side of his head on a closed fist. And then Bart mentions Shachi and Penguin’s contribution to the new guy’s work load.

   His content expression darkens, the captain displeased with this. He’d give those two the job to reorganise the store room for a reason. Penguin because its his duty as head cook to keep the room clean, organised and well stocked, and Shachi because Law had found him slacking off a little earlier. And then to make Bart clean and rearrange their rooms? Those spaces are their own responsibility, no one else’s. They are definitely getting a talking to for this.

“CAPTAIN!!” The large man roared seeing the state of the man that had saved him. His voice was tinged with concern, worry and rage at those that had done this. There was a fierce crash, screams and then splatters of something hitting the walls and floor. The sicken cracking of bones as slowly the cries died down into a frightening silence.

That was when the looming huge figure came back into view, offering a brief reprieve from the blinding light. Bart was gentle as he picked Law up and carried him out. Stopping only briefly to rip the sea stone cuffs off his captain, ever careful not to injure the man further. “Just relax Captain, the Polar Tang is right outside, so is the rest of the crew.” He reassured him so he wouldn’t worry about the others. 

Bart then used the tiny Den Den Mushi to say, “I have him. Return to the Tang!” He informed, suggesting the others had spread out to search for Law as well, it was just that Jean Bart had found him first…

   “Not so loud, man,” Law whispers, voice hoarse. “Got a splitting headache.”

   A dry chuckle rattles in his throat, the Surgeon of Death amused by his own dark humour because the pounding in his skull is much more than a headache. There is a slow blink as he watches his crewmate crash out through the cell door and into the room beyond. A torture chamber meant to break any who get dragged into this building. He didn’t break. They learned nothing and now they never will.

   The smirk on his features turns into one of sadistic joy. His eyes close and Law hums as he listens to Bart’s angry vengeance. It’s a beautiful symphony of pain to his ears, the Hearts Captain relishing every second of it. It speaks to that cruel hate within him, to that part of him that just wants to destroy as many lives as he can. The part that he so often has to suppress. There is a sigh, shaky and pained but content. He is still smiling when Bart returns.

   “Did you have fun?” he asks as Bart removes his chains. “Sounds like it was fun.”

"I made sure to have enough fun for both of us." He replied. He wasn't the medical professional that Law was, not even close, but he knew enough to know that Law losing consciousness now was not a good thing. That his captain was in very bad shape, and keeping him talking was probably the best thing to do.

Continued from here.

Luna frowned. She didn’t have to be Sherlock to notice the state of the kitchen or get the jist of what happened. Seeing no spurts of blood, the best this 5'4 girl could offer in this senario was to properly wrap the wounds. “Want me to wrap that?”

Bart took the pot but still cast her a look of concern. "If you say so... but don't push yourself." He stated, not wanting to press the topic if she insisted she was OK, but at the same time, suggested that she take care of herself if she was actually feeling ill.

"Surgical, though the later couldn't hurt to have some more of too." He stated. He may not be a medical expert of any sort, but he knew why they were short on disposable gloves at least. Law could go through a lot of them durring surgeries. Cleanliness and sterilization were very important, so changing gloves often to avoid cross contamination and the like was something very important.

❛  do you want to tell me about your day?  ❜ ❛  here, you look like you're freezing.  ❜ ❛  i love you just the way you are, and i'm here to remind you of that whenever you need to hear it.  ❜ ❛  i promise i'll always be here if you need me.  ❜ ❛  i wish i could take away all your pain.  ❜ ❛  i'll stand by you, no matter what challenges may come our way.  ❜ ❛  i'm gonna make sure nothing bad will ever happen to you.  ❜ ❛  if you need a shoulder to lean on or someone to listen, i'm here.  ❜ ❛  if you need someone to talk to i'm always just one phone call away.  ❜ ❛  it's okay. i've got you. you're safe now.  ❜ ❛  it's okay to feel this way, we've all been there.  ❜ ❛  it's okay to lean on others for support occasionally.  ❜ ❛  just let me take care of you for a bit.  ❜ ❛  no matter what happens, you'll always have a place in my heart.  ❜ ❛  what do you need me to do to make you feel better?  ❜ ❛  you can always ask me for help if you need it.  ❜ ❛  you just relax and let me do the rest. you deserve a break.  ❜ ❛  you look like you could use a hug.  ❜ ❛  you're always taking care of me so no it's my turn to return the favor.  ❜ ❛  you're not alone in this. i'm here for you, no matter what.  ❜

[ blanket ] sender draping a blanket over receiver's shoulders [ breaths ] sender helping receiver to calm down by using breathing techniques [ compliment ] sender complimenting receiver to make them smile [ cry ] sender offering receiver a shoulder to cry on [ gift ] sender giving receiver a small gift [ hand ] sender holding receiver's hand while they're walking [ hug ] sender pulling receiver into a tight embrace [ injured ] sender helping an injured receiver with everyday tasks [ jokes ] sender trying to make receiver laugh [ kindness ] sender surprising receiver with random acts of kindness [ massage ] sender giving receiver a shoulder massage to tend to their sore muscles [ patterns ] sender drawing random patterns on receiver's skin [ pillow ] sender offering receiver to use them as a pillow [ scars ] sender gently tracing receiver's scars [ sick ] sender bringing a sick receiver whatever they need ( food / medicine / etc. ) [ steady ] sender wrapping an arm around receiver's waist to steady them [ support ] sender quietly sitting down next to receiver to let them know they're there [ touch ] sender letting receiver know they're there through simple touch [ warmth ] sender pulling receiver into their arms to share body heat [ wound ] sender cleaning / bandaging receiver's wound(s)

‘Then something went wrong’

‘It came from outer space’

‘I’m gonna give you some terrible thrills’

‘I really love the… skillful way you beat the other girls to the bride’s bouquet‘

‘The future is ours, so let’s plan it‘

‘Here’s a ring to prove that I’m no joker’

‘Now we’re engaged and I’m so glad‘

‘It’s astounding’

‘Time is fleeting’

‘Madness takes its toll’

‘It’s so dreamy; oh, fantasy free me’

‘Well I was walking down the street, just a having a think’

‘Don’t judge a book by its cover’

‘We’ll just say where we are, then go back to the car‘

‘Well you got caught with a flat; well how ‘bout that‘

‘Oh, woe is me; my life is a misery’

‘I woke up this morning with a start when I fell out of bed’

‘I’m dressed up with no place to go’

‘I just don’t understand’

‘Whatever happened to Saturday night?‘

‘We climbed in the back seat, really had a good time’

‘Really had a good time’

‘I’m a muscle fan‘

‘I’d only ever kissed before’

‘It only leads to trouble’

‘I’ve tasted blood and I want more’

‘I’ll put up no resistance‘

‘I’ve got an itch to scratch’

‘I need assistance’

‘I wanna be dirty’

‘I’ll oil you up and rub you down‘

‘After the night there’s a brand new day’

‘So give me a sign’

‘I very nearly loved him’

‘What’s it say? What’s it say?‘

‘Your apple pie don’t taste too nice’

‘You’re as sensual as a pencil’

‘My feet! I can’t move my feet!‘

‘Oh, we’re trapped!‘

‘It’s something we ourselves have been working on for quite some time’

‘A device which is capable of breaking down solid matter and then projecting it through space, and who knows, perhaps even time itself‘

‘My libido hasn’t been controlled’

‘I’ll be good, you’ll see’

‘I feel sexy’

‘Give yourself over to absolute pleasure’

‘I’m a wild and an untamed thing’

‘You get a hit and your mind goes ping’

‘Keep me safe from my trouble and pain’

‘Your mission is a failure’

‘I’m your new commander’

‘You now are my prisoner’

‘I’m going home’

‘God knows I’ve tried’

Sleeping at a table.

Singing in private.

Attempting to kill a spider, and failing.

Crying laughing.

Doing something embarrassing.

Getting chores done.

Loopy with lack of sleep.

Post-wisdom teeth removal.

Hiding a broken object.

Covered in blood.

In a fit of anger.

Throwing a tantrum.

Hiding in a closet.

Stuck somewhere with your muse.

Muffling their cries.

On a swing-set alone.

Feeling lonely.

Cuddling their pillow.

Staring at your muse.

Recovering from throwing up.

Stabbing a body repeatedly.

Somewhere they’re not supposed to be.

Screaming by themselves.

Holding a wound.