Estelle

Whatever you say, Hawk. I'm always a snail away.

I'll be over as soon as I can!! I can't wait to help with your wings, and to taste those brownies!

Less of a cyclone, more of a storm. [ Even when she had every right to be frowning, she smiled. She couldn't help it. She was home, finally, after so long of their stay at Karai Bari. Would they go back?.. Likely, yes. They couldn't reside at Kuraigana for long; the Marines probably kept tags on it in case Mihawk ever returned. But this stay, however long, was enough for her. ] [ She couldn't help but chuckle under her breath at Mihawk's words, even if it wasn't as funny when she was flying mid-storm without a place to land or even proper clothes for that weather. And she held still as he gently disposed of that twig. Glancing up at him, weary but happy. She nodded when he said he'd go and fetch some things. ]

.. Not necessarily.. [ Ah, one of her favorites. Estelle couldn't wait to sit down and enjoy a drink with Mihawk after all that.. She fondly exhaled at the thought, and her shoulders sagged as Mihawk draped a towel over them. Her head followed in sync to allow him to dry whatever he wished. ] I maneuvered well in the wind. Though some debris did cause me trouble.. But all is well. Shapi too. [ She lifted her head to glance down at the soaked pouch that dangled near her waist. And with a gentle poke from her finger, it wiggled. Soon enough, a fuzzy, round head popped out, white with light brown spots. It trilled lowly, and Estelle smiled. ]

[ Fortunately for Mihawk, by now Estelle was a master of feigning ignorance. Specifically, when it came to his facades. She saw his face, she heard his tone, the distaste for the critter, and even the mere concept of it was evident. But she pretended to not be the wiser. She'd spare him the confrontation.. ] [ She gracefully accepted the extra towel and paused to ponder that question. ] Well, that previous one did seem attracted to blood. And this one.. it's expressed no interest in anything yet. Perhaps I should introduce it to food. Maybe it will try something?

Hm, thank you. [ She felt her heart grow warm and even a bit fuzzy at that. Despite his personal thoughts, he was willing to help. He always seemed that way. She appreciated that more than she often verbalized. Estelle gave her thanks and a nod of understanding before she turned tail to one of the many halls in the castle, hoping to enter her room once again. The Shapi seemed to trill again, excited for the unknown to come. ]

Of course, wouldn't want to end up a blood bag! [ She jested, unaware of how the concept of that probably had Mihawk glowering inside at the Shapi. But luckily for both of them, that didn't seem to be in any of the thoughts occupying the Shapi's little mind. It appeared stuffed and curled into a little ball in Estelle's hands. Leaving her to shift into only one, that way she could fetch her own book and sit somewhere in Mihawk's vicinity to read. An old habit they both gravely missed since being relocated to Karai Bari. ] [ The critter dozed off, and Estelle unwound on a chaise. This was the life, for her at least. ]

Less of a cyclone, more of a storm. [ Even when she had every right to be frowning, she smiled. She couldn't help it. She was home, finally, after so long of their stay at Karai Bari. Would they go back?.. Likely, yes. They couldn't reside at Kuraigana for long; the Marines probably kept tags on it in case Mihawk ever returned. But this stay, however long, was enough for her. ] [ She couldn't help but chuckle under her breath at Mihawk's words, even if it wasn't as funny when she was flying mid-storm without a place to land or even proper clothes for that weather. And she held still as he gently disposed of that twig. Glancing up at him, weary but happy. She nodded when he said he'd go and fetch some things. ]

.. Not necessarily.. [ Ah, one of her favorites. Estelle couldn't wait to sit down and enjoy a drink with Mihawk after all that.. She fondly exhaled at the thought, and her shoulders sagged as Mihawk draped a towel over them. Her head followed in sync to allow him to dry whatever he wished. ] I maneuvered well in the wind. Though some debris did cause me trouble.. But all is well. Shapi too. [ She lifted her head to glance down at the soaked pouch that dangled near her waist. And with a gentle poke from her finger, it wiggled. Soon enough, a fuzzy, round head popped out, white with light brown spots. It trilled lowly, and Estelle smiled. ]

[ Fortunately for Mihawk, by now Estelle was a master of feigning ignorance. Specifically, when it came to his facades. She saw his face, she heard his tone, the distaste for the critter, and even the mere concept of it was evident. But she pretended to not be the wiser. She'd spare him the confrontation.. ] [ She gracefully accepted the extra towel and paused to ponder that question. ] Well, that previous one did seem attracted to blood. And this one.. it's expressed no interest in anything yet. Perhaps I should introduce it to food. Maybe it will try something?

Hm, thank you. [ She felt her heart grow warm and even a bit fuzzy at that. Despite his personal thoughts, he was willing to help. He always seemed that way. She appreciated that more than she often verbalized. Estelle gave her thanks and a nod of understanding before she turned tail to one of the many halls in the castle, hoping to enter her room once again. The Shapi seemed to trill again, excited for the unknown to come. ]

Of course, wouldn't want to end up a blood bag! [ She jested, unaware of how the concept of that probably had Mihawk glowering inside at the Shapi. But luckily for both of them, that didn't seem to be in any of the thoughts occupying the Shapi's little mind. It appeared stuffed and curled into a little ball in Estelle's hands. Leaving her to shift into only one, that way she could fetch her own book and sit somewhere in Mihawk's vicinity to read. An old habit they both gravely missed since being relocated to Karai Bari. ] [ The critter dozed off, and Estelle unwound on a chaise. This was the life, for her at least. ]

what does that make u hungry?

dontworryaboutit

... spotted one outside. share?

what does that make u hungry?

dontworryaboutit

This looks so wonderful!! <]

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Less of a cyclone, more of a storm. [ Even when she had every right to be frowning, she smiled. She couldn't help it. She was home, finally, after so long of their stay at Karai Bari. Would they go back?.. Likely, yes. They couldn't reside at Kuraigana for long; the Marines probably kept tags on it in case Mihawk ever returned. But this stay, however long, was enough for her. ] [ She couldn't help but chuckle under her breath at Mihawk's words, even if it wasn't as funny when she was flying mid-storm without a place to land or even proper clothes for that weather. And she held still as he gently disposed of that twig. Glancing up at him, weary but happy. She nodded when he said he'd go and fetch some things. ]

.. Not necessarily.. [ Ah, one of her favorites. Estelle couldn't wait to sit down and enjoy a drink with Mihawk after all that.. She fondly exhaled at the thought, and her shoulders sagged as Mihawk draped a towel over them. Her head followed in sync to allow him to dry whatever he wished. ] I maneuvered well in the wind. Though some debris did cause me trouble.. But all is well. Shapi too. [ She lifted her head to glance down at the soaked pouch that dangled near her waist. And with a gentle poke from her finger, it wiggled. Soon enough, a fuzzy, round head popped out, white with light brown spots. It trilled lowly, and Estelle smiled. ]

[ Fortunately for Mihawk, by now Estelle was a master of feigning ignorance. Specifically, when it came to his facades. She saw his face, she heard his tone, the distaste for the critter, and even the mere concept of it was evident. But she pretended to not be the wiser. She'd spare him the confrontation.. ] [ She gracefully accepted the extra towel and paused to ponder that question. ] Well, that previous one did seem attracted to blood. And this one.. it's expressed no interest in anything yet. Perhaps I should introduce it to food. Maybe it will try something?

Hm, thank you. [ She felt her heart grow warm and even a bit fuzzy at that. Despite his personal thoughts, he was willing to help. He always seemed that way. She appreciated that more than she often verbalized. Estelle gave her thanks and a nod of understanding before she turned tail to one of the many halls in the castle, hoping to enter her room once again. The Shapi seemed to trill again, excited for the unknown to come. ]

Less of a cyclone, more of a storm. [ Even when she had every right to be frowning, she smiled. She couldn't help it. She was home, finally, after so long of their stay at Karai Bari. Would they go back?.. Likely, yes. They couldn't reside at Kuraigana for long; the Marines probably kept tags on it in case Mihawk ever returned. But this stay, however long, was enough for her. ] [ She couldn't help but chuckle under her breath at Mihawk's words, even if it wasn't as funny when she was flying mid-storm without a place to land or even proper clothes for that weather. And she held still as he gently disposed of that twig. Glancing up at him, weary but happy. She nodded when he said he'd go and fetch some things. ]

.. Not necessarily.. [ Ah, one of her favorites. Estelle couldn't wait to sit down and enjoy a drink with Mihawk after all that.. She fondly exhaled at the thought, and her shoulders sagged as Mihawk draped a towel over them. Her head followed in sync to allow him to dry whatever he wished. ] I maneuvered well in the wind. Though some debris did cause me trouble.. But all is well. Shapi too. [ She lifted her head to glance down at the soaked pouch that dangled near her waist. And with a gentle poke from her finger, it wiggled. Soon enough, a fuzzy, round head popped out, white with light brown spots. It trilled lowly, and Estelle smiled. ]

[ Fortunately for Mihawk, by now Estelle was a master of feigning ignorance. Specifically, when it came to his facades. She saw his face, she heard his tone, the distaste for the critter, and even the mere concept of it was evident. But she pretended to not be the wiser. She'd spare him the confrontation.. ] [ She gracefully accepted the extra towel and paused to ponder that question. ] Well, that previous one did seem attracted to blood. And this one.. it's expressed no interest in anything yet. Perhaps I should introduce it to food. Maybe it will try something?

Hm, thank you. [ She felt her heart grow warm and even a bit fuzzy at that. Despite his personal thoughts, he was willing to help. He always seemed that way. She appreciated that more than she often verbalized. Estelle gave her thanks and a nod of understanding before she turned tail to one of the many halls in the castle, hoping to enter her room once again. The Shapi seemed to trill again, excited for the unknown to come. ]

Less of a cyclone, more of a storm. [ Even when she had every right to be frowning, she smiled. She couldn't help it. She was home, finally, after so long of their stay at Karai Bari. Would they go back?.. Likely, yes. They couldn't reside at Kuraigana for long; the Marines probably kept tags on it in case Mihawk ever returned. But this stay, however long, was enough for her. ] [ She couldn't help but chuckle under her breath at Mihawk's words, even if it wasn't as funny when she was flying mid-storm without a place to land or even proper clothes for that weather. And she held still as he gently disposed of that twig. Glancing up at him, weary but happy. She nodded when he said he'd go and fetch some things. ]

.. Not necessarily.. [ Ah, one of her favorites. Estelle couldn't wait to sit down and enjoy a drink with Mihawk after all that.. She fondly exhaled at the thought, and her shoulders sagged as Mihawk draped a towel over them. Her head followed in sync to allow him to dry whatever he wished. ] I maneuvered well in the wind. Though some debris did cause me trouble.. But all is well. Shapi too. [ She lifted her head to glance down at the soaked pouch that dangled near her waist. And with a gentle poke from her finger, it wiggled. Soon enough, a fuzzy, round head popped out, white with light brown spots. It trilled lowly, and Estelle smiled. ]

[ Fortunately for Mihawk, by now Estelle was a master of feigning ignorance. Specifically, when it came to his facades. She saw his face, she heard his tone, the distaste for the critter, and even the mere concept of it was evident. But she pretended to not be the wiser. She'd spare him the confrontation.. ] [ She gracefully accepted the extra towel and paused to ponder that question. ] Well, that previous one did seem attracted to blood. And this one.. it's expressed no interest in anything yet. Perhaps I should introduce it to food. Maybe it will try something?

Hm, thank you. [ She felt her heart grow warm and even a bit fuzzy at that. Despite his personal thoughts, he was willing to help. He always seemed that way. She appreciated that more than she often verbalized. Estelle gave her thanks and a nod of understanding before she turned tail to one of the many halls in the castle, hoping to enter her room once again. The Shapi seemed to trill again, excited for the unknown to come. ]

Less of a cyclone, more of a storm. [ Even when she had every right to be frowning, she smiled. She couldn't help it. She was home, finally, after so long of their stay at Karai Bari. Would they go back?.. Likely, yes. They couldn't reside at Kuraigana for long; the Marines probably kept tags on it in case Mihawk ever returned. But this stay, however long, was enough for her. ] [ She couldn't help but chuckle under her breath at Mihawk's words, even if it wasn't as funny when she was flying mid-storm without a place to land or even proper clothes for that weather. And she held still as he gently disposed of that twig. Glancing up at him, weary but happy. She nodded when he said he'd go and fetch some things. ]

.. Not necessarily.. [ Ah, one of her favorites. Estelle couldn't wait to sit down and enjoy a drink with Mihawk after all that.. She fondly exhaled at the thought, and her shoulders sagged as Mihawk draped a towel over them. Her head followed in sync to allow him to dry whatever he wished. ] I maneuvered well in the wind. Though some debris did cause me trouble.. But all is well. Shapi too. [ She lifted her head to glance down at the soaked pouch that dangled near her waist. And with a gentle poke from her finger, it wiggled. Soon enough, a fuzzy, round head popped out, white with light brown spots. It trilled lowly, and Estelle smiled. ]

[ Fortunately for Mihawk, by now Estelle was a master of feigning ignorance. Specifically, when it came to his facades. She saw his face, she heard his tone, the distaste for the critter, and even the mere concept of it was evident. But she pretended to not be the wiser. She'd spare him the confrontation.. ] [ She gracefully accepted the extra towel and paused to ponder that question. ] Well, that previous one did seem attracted to blood. And this one.. it's expressed no interest in anything yet. Perhaps I should introduce it to food. Maybe it will try something?