Ichi Niigo

SEND ME A  ♗ AND I’LL USE MY ICON STYLE TO MAKE AN ICON OF YOUR MUSE ( 10 / 10 ) — NOT ACCEPTING

[ ✄ ] “It’s okay. You weren’t really standing in my way mister~! It was just a bit hard to look past you.” she told the blond man and giggled. He indeed was a polite fella and he seemed kind of cool and nice. When he made a bit room for her she decided to step closer to the stall to see what the people were offering here. Those weren’t the things she had been looking for but some of the goods the people were offering here made her mouth almost water. But was it okay for her to buy this? She was after all on a supply run. Though.. one treat wouldn’t hurt right? She turned her lone violet eye back to the stranger who had looked at the wares moments before and decided to ask him for advice.

Feeling rude for having been in her way, Sanji remained silent while she perused the items lined up on the stall counter. He eyed them himself and contemplated grabbing something for his crew, teeth gnawing thoughtfully at his lower lip. He couldn’t make whatever these were without a recipe of his own, but he was sure that he could figure something out if he took the time to eat and and appreciate the treat on his own.

“Eh?” Startled by the voice and turning his attention to her, Sanji appeared momentarily confused. He had almost forgotten she was there, a sheepish smile touching along his face for more than one reason. “I’m sorry, I don’t know. I’ve never had these before, but…”

He gave his head a tilt and slid a little closer to her to eye the same treats as her. “These don’t look like they’d be very spicy. Doesn’t say they are, either. I know spicy chocolates are a thing now, but I’m sure they’d tell you ahead of time if they were.”

Pausing, the blond hummed and tapped his chin. In idea was hatching, but he was a mite hesitant to suggest it. As kind as he was, he knew his forwardness and generosity came off as strange to some people. But, he’d never know unless he tried.

The green haired female hesitated for a few seconds and - after a while of ponding it over in her head - decided to take the offer from the man. “That sounds great!” the surprised look had disappeared from her place replacing it with a radiant smile and wonderment shining in her eyes for the blond stranger who had suggested such a nice offer to her. 

“But is it really alright for you to buy this with me mister?” after all she didn’t want to pressure him into buying this if he hadn’t planned to buy any of this and was just looking around. 

          ❝ The urge to destroy           is also a creative urge ❞

[ ✄ ] “It’s okay. You weren’t really standing in my way mister~! It was just a bit hard to look past you.” she told the blond man and giggled. He indeed was a polite fella and he seemed kind of cool and nice. When he made a bit room for her she decided to step closer to the stall to see what the people were offering here. Those weren’t the things she had been looking for but some of the goods the people were offering here made her mouth almost water. But was it okay for her to buy this? She was after all on a supply run. Though.. one treat wouldn’t hurt right? She turned her lone violet eye back to the stranger who had looked at the wares moments before and decided to ask him for advice.

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.:||✢||:. ~ Hazel eyes glared at the other woman intensely. It took a few seconds for the brunette to realize how hard her hand was close to crushing Ichi’s wrist. Releasing the girl finally, she noted the reddened prints left from her palm.

“…I’m sorry.” Cesca apologized in a soft tone, “I strongly suggest we take the long way around to the port.”

Even though the other pirategirl was part of another crew they would need to work together. Not that Ichi mistrusted her it was just that she had panicked and wanted to get back to the place she felt the more safest - the submarine with her crewmates and captain. Her place which she belonged to.. which had eventually become the home she had searched for.

“I..-It is alright.. I was just startled and you gripped me a bit too harshly but you do not have to apologize.” someone apologizing to her was a concept Ichi had still to grasp. She wasn’t used to it that someone used miss or mister for her or even apologized! How marvelous! It baffled her!