( WILDFIRE )

I’ve made the decision to create a multimuse where it’ll be easier to give all of my muses more attention! While I’m sad to leave behind this url as I’m very attached to it, I think this move will be beneficial overall.

I will still be active on here and replying to threads for the time being, but over the next few weeks my activity will be shifting over to my other blog completely. I have already set up her page, so I would ideally like new interactions to begin over there.

                The ship she was travelling on had been running low on fresh water and supplies, and so the decision was made to anchor on an island in hopes of restocking. While in the midst of exploring on her own, she couldn’t help but check the vivre card of someone important to her once more, the action becoming an restless habit as of late.

                Her focus shifted when she sensed someone within the radius of her haki. Their presence was not familiar to her so she ruled out the revolutionaries she was travelling with. With that realization, she swiftly headed directly for the stranger, almost silent on her feet. 

          🕷The feeling was mutual on the turn of events but at least Layla could be lighthearted about it. There wasn’t shock that a soldier of the Revolutionary army was so high strung. Layla wasn’t a stranger to such attitude however, it was an everyday occurrence to her. Not that business was a laughable thing, well; it could be. Depending on the situations.

            “Oooo, so cold~ I mostly have question on the contraband. Marketing, manufacturing, trading and sale. If I can get that information out of them then I see no reason. Though….we might have issues if there’s been crossed lines. When it comes to double sales and scalping, we frown upon such actions. Death is the only option and then I’ll go from there. I’m not fond of headaches and if it gets past me to the top …. well…. we’ll ALL be having a bad day.” Layla was at least honest on that part; it wasn’t as if who she was lost on anyone. She pulled some very interwoven threads for a very powerful man.

            The less problems she brought back to the business table the better. Not that the Revolutionary army was going to just turn their backs on what was happening for sure, but they made it a point in their business to keep a clean bill. This was not that or at least she’d hoped not. Last thing she wanted was getting on their bad side and the ginger didn’t look like a fun person to fight. As curious as she made her. 🕷

                 Akane absorbed the information the other had chosen to freely give her. Though it was not her business, she did find it quite interesting to learn about what the former Warlord was up to, if even in a vague sense. It somehow did not surprise her that he was not only involved in trafficking goods, but enforcing territorial lines as well.

                “If you’re here to just perform an interrogation, then I suppose I’ll be causing the bigger issue then.” She looked over to the other woman, “I’ll tell you what-- What’s your name? You can tie them down and keep them busy with your questions while I do my work. The base being destroyed should favour both of us regardless. Whether you kill them or not is not something I’ll get involved in.” While this was not her ideal situation, she would work with what she had. She supposed that an extra hand could only help, even if she didn’t fully know or trust the other.

Chopper was a bit reassured by her words, a smile returning to his face before he was cursed with the title of raccoon. Such words were part of the reason for his humiliating bounty and the lack of reputation beside his friends. Huffing in irritation, the boy turned his head away.

“Not a raccoon! I’m a reindeer!” He replied defensively, still not bothering to make eye contact with this pirate.

                Oh my, it would seem that even when he was upset he was still adorable. Though an amused giggle wanted to escape her, she withheld it as to not further upset him

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“From you?”