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"C'moooon," he croons as he rests his chin atop the handle of his Vital Instrument, "Admit it. Admit that you miss bein' part a' my team."
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💌 special delivery: @piecedpirates (Frost) | Enjin one-liners! (accepting!)
"C'moooon," he croons as he rests his chin atop the handle of his Vital Instrument, "Admit it. Admit that you miss bein' part a' my team."
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@piecedpirates sent: i doubt that it's been nice to know me. (Robin)
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"Hm. Seems a loaded statement, doesn't it?" rumbled the Warlord, the creak of the chair undulating under his weight as he shifted. Arms crossed over his chest as he locked Robin into his gaze, practically staring down his nose at her. "Here you are, making assumptions about the state of our relationship. Come now, Miss All-Sunday."
He leaned in so that they were closer, him practically looming over her even in this position.
"We both know that most anyone would be better off not knowing you. That's why we work so well together. We both understand that."
He's tired, no not just tired; Exhausted. There isn't much that Rosinante - Corazón - can offer the family anymore save for entertainment and an ear to bend. Not like he can speak much anyways, the notepad perched in his lap brand new since he'd gone and filled up the previous one gifted to him by Doflamingo. Ungrateful, he'd been called when staring at the leather cover, expensive a gift as it was there was nothing to be thankful for.
He's stuck on babysitting duty, or as close to babysitting duty as he could get with a grown adult that has to keep watch over him, the young master's orders to prevent his ‘ beloved ’ little brother from darting off again. As if he has the drive to betray the family again, that's been a ship long since sailed years ago, something that faded away with the small form of a young boy fleeing in the snow. He supposed it could be worse though, he'd much rather Baby 5 take him out for his enrichment walks than one of the other family executives or heaven forbid he get stuck with Dellinger again.
His nose scrunches slightly at the idea, eyes closing beneath his shades with a shake of his head only to turn his attention back to @piecedpirates with a soft humming sound.
“ I've got some blood on my hands. ”
She doesn't sound bothered by the fact, clearly in the midst of telling him some sort of story maybe? That's what Rosinante gets for not paying enough attention. Lips purse a moment, pen tapping the top of his book before he flips to the first page, ‘ We all do. ’ Neatly scrawled, ink bleeding slightly next to the remark while he carefully considers what else to say. ‘ That's what happens when you throw your lot in with pirates. Does that bother you? ’ It bothers him, he hasn't fought in many years let alone killed anyone since but the blood that stains tanned fingers never quite fades from his mind, even if it was for a good cause.
from: starter call. featuring: iselda + frost / @piecedpirates setting: shipwright verse, could be during timeskip when iselda is separated from her crew.
"i'm on my own." she admits, though she seeks no pity in it and she certainly wouldn't beg. it's about being resourceful.
the small ship she's managed to procure after her separation from her crew floats just at the edge of the dock. after hitting a rocky patch of sea, she'd needed to spend most of her beri on supplies to repair it.
"all i'm proposin' is we barter, if your captain is interested. you got any food stuffs? i'll take pretty much anything off your hands if it's close to goin' bad. i'll make something out of it. i'm not picky."
@piecedpirates said: Brow hitched as she crosses her arms against her chest. Eyes holding a glare that is ever so present that very rarely ever leaves her eyes when in the company of those who are not her crew. "I don't know what's worse, your personality or the fact Killer let's you come around." Frost is in a bitter mood ; though when isn't she. ⇶ Frost && Neela
"Hmmmmm." A thoughtful smile spread across the dancer's lips. Neela tapped her chin, her feet rocking from the balls to the heels. Eyes rolled upward toward the ceiling. A giggle vibrated in her throat. "I thiiiiiink he lets me come around because he likes my personality," Neela stated, "and I think we're friends." The rocking promptly halted. Her pointer finger turned outward; it took aim at the Kid pirate navigator. Her smile widened considerably. "I think you and I are friends, too. I think you like me too!" Surely, Frost's words were all a front, right? . . . Right?
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@piecedpirates wrote: " the last time i tried to cook, my pot roast ended up on fire and put a hole in my dry wall. i had to hang paintings over it until i could refill the crater. " - Bartolomeo @ Sanji
𝐂𝐎𝐎𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐒 (𝐏𝐓. 𝟏)
as surprised as the blonde sure felt he looked, it wasn't the least bit a surprise to hear any of that coming from the other's mouth.
" wait wait, let me get this straight. " sanji pulled the cigarette from his lips, raising the hand to place it between himself and bartolomeo for a moment - a bid to stop the man before he could say anything else ridiculous before he could wrap his head around what he'd just said. " did the fire from the food burn through the wall, or did you somehow end up with a pot roast that flung itself into your wall...? "
a pause.
" actually, don't answer that. " he huffed, once again settling the cigarette in his hand against his lips. " i'll handle the food, alright? but i need you several feet away from my stove at all times. "
“Every time I look at you, it feels like the world quiets down. And if that’s not love, I don’t know what is.” - Roger @ Rouge ? asked by @piecedpirates
"You're being a sweet talker." Rouge laughed softly, leaning into Roger's chest. Smiling up at the man she leaned up onto her toes to kiss at his chin softly, her arms coming up to wrap around his neck. "If I can be anything for you the one thing I wish to be is your safe port in a storm."
"Even if it's the storm of your mind."
𖤐 ꒷៹ ₆⁶₆ ࣪ . › ࣪ . › ㅤㅤㅤ❝ . . . . 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭 your days && your minuets kid. you're going to learn why I'm FEARED , ❞ ㅤ