#piratebento

Another day, another act of complete clownery by the fool himself. It was somewhat amusing at first, the buffoonery in a very curious way uplifting, though there was only so much circus music, bad jokes and a loud and bright environment one could really tolerate before snapping.

Mihawk was in a particularly foul mood from the very early morning. His patience with the clown was running out, not to mention that with every single thing Buggy did brought him on even thinner ice than before. Oh how he fantasized of making the idiot suffer properly for once, letting him know just how bad he could have it if he continued on tainting everything the Cross Guild was standing for. And to think that he was a Yonko on top of that. A part of him was almost certain the Marines were ridiculing them at this point.

As things were, it turned out that right then and there, any time was a good time to start drinking. Uncorking a bottle of red, the swordsman let it air out a bit before pouring the alcohol in two glasses before carrying them both to Perona. Hand extended, he offered her one of them before taking a seat next to her.

❝ Do you regret joining in on... ❞ he motioned towards the massive tent. ❝ ... whatever this turned out to be, or is it just me who's regretting it? ❞

perfect size for him to pick up in a big ol hug (probably not the most professional behavior but it is not his fault she is smol, he cannot resist)

@piratebento asked: Sanji emits a low growl from the sight of the kitsune. He had every intention of not engaging until his keen werewolf senses picked up on a scent that did not belong to him. A growl turned into a snarl from a familiar scent on him- his witch and object of his every affection! "Why the hell is her scent on you!?"

Every hair on his body started to rise slightly, not from fear, but from the scent of.....werewolf. A soft growl vibrated up his chest as he turned slowly, eyes shifting to slitted irises as he took in the male before him. All he'd wanted was a drink and a break from vampires, now this?

what was it that sanji said about the funky green plant with the white berries? do not eat. do not eat. do eat.

@piratebento asked: "Heeeeey.... Ikkaku. You, uh, busy?" Penguin acting weird while he comes up to her while she's working. "Anything I can, uh, help with?" Unprompted

Ikkaku sat at her workbench, the little corner of the engine room having been designated as her personal inventing headquarters and workshop years ago. It was a place she could always feel comfortable and creative, sketching out blueprints for new gadgets or improving older ones. Her shipmates were always welcome to come visit her at her station, whether it was to pitch her a new idea or just to chat so she wouldn't get too caught up in her work.

Still, she squinted hard at Penguin, instantly suspicious. It wasn't that he'd never offered to help her before - all of the Hearts would pitch in with each other where they could - but the hesitation in his voice and the weird way he was acting made it clear that something was up.

"Not too busy," Ikkaku replied, looking back down at the disassembled shock baton on the table. "Just making some upgrades. Replacing some wiring. Increasing the voltage so if some fool gets on my bad side I can take him down in seconds." It wasn't a threat against her shipmate, though she was aware it could be taken as one. Idly her hands went about reassembling her weapon. "Things are getting more dangerous out there, so we need to be at our best. A lot of pirate crews don't make it in Paradise, much less the New World. We can't afford to fool around anymore. Law's counting on us."

Oh can ASSURE her that she'll like them once she gets to know them. Hard to be even friends with anyone who wouldn't like them. Certainly a DEALBREAKER if the outcome is anything but. If that's no longer a concern, they have a little book date in the works, don't they ?