#wheatgoddess

She fiddled with the bandages on her arm - wrapping and unwrapping, reclipping before feeling too uncomfortable with the new position and changing it back to how it was before. If only she could make up her mind, maybe she wouldn’t be so annoying to anyone else - !

Eventually, it got to the point where even she knew she had to ask for help. “U-um,” dark brown eyes were focused on her feet. The first person who walked by had to have the misfortune of listening to her voice. “I-I know I have no right to sp-speak with you and I’m sorry!”

She wasn’t the most....graceful of delivery girls. With her bag slung over her shoulder, filled with goodies for patrons, she bounced off the walls of ruined buildings to the ground. Kiki had gotten better at flying but when she was trying to get as many orders out as possible while flying she tended to become more than a little reckless. She double checked the directions she was given her little flip notebook filled with orders. 

42 character development questions

10. What energizes and drains them most?

     Law finds himself energized by intriguing puzzles, though these puzzles may not be intriguing to others. Figuring out how people work, how organs in other organisms work in tandem, and the aspect of proving someone wrong usually can energize him the most.

     At the same time, interaction with those he’s unfamiliar with, ridiculous antics, and having to deal with anything regarding feelings is draining to him. Law can get drained by many other things as well, but the biggest culprit is dealing with himself. 

16. Do they dream? What are those dreams like? 

     Law does dream; usually he gets nightmares, his mind focusing on them mainly. But when he dreams, they’re rather peaceful, if not heart-wrenching at times.

     Law sometimes dreams about if Flevance never fell, that Amber Lead got cured; him happily serving in the hospital to his parent’s approval, Lamy being the same excitable sister he knew, if only more focused on whichever career path she chose. Of peaceful family dinners, inside jokes being thrown about and general fun.

     Sometimes Law dreams about if Corazon and him successfully escaped from Doflamingo. Of a goofy life on the sea with Corazon being as clumsy as ever, with Law sighing at his antics and patching up any injuries that Corazon gets. Of Corazon frowning at the tattoos Law would get, his expression bringing laughter to Law. Law, who would be collecting medical equipment because he hasn’t given up on being a surgeon, with Corazon at his side but forbidden from handling any of his equipment for fear of the man somehow injuring himself.

     Very rarely does he dream about his crew, but he does it. He dreams of peaceful days, of the most ridiculous events and antics that they could get into. He dreams of so many small things with them, all of them humorous. All of them relaxing in a strange way.

“.. Looks like I finally found my way through.”

It had been quite the struggle to simply arrive here. The drones that swarmed the city were so vast in number that merely making one’s way past them was a trial in and of itself. Let that be a testament to the argument for quantity over quality. However, Mob had broken through their ranks. And now, the true threat lay before him. And for a moment, he questioned himself as to why he even came here.

Given his stature, he was no stranger to staring at people taller than him. However, this monster towered over him so vastly that the small psychic simply stood there in awe for a brief moment. Mob was somewhat out of his element. He was used to facing spirits and other psychics. And while some of the spirits he faced could grow to incredible sizes, this was just.. Absurd. His emotionless expression faltered slightly as the beast turned it’s attention towards him. Naturally it would have noticed him with the way he was using his powers. 

No use questioning himself now. This was a matter of fighting or dying now. And yet, doubt remained.. Could he handle this by himself?