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Ace's spoon is on the move for another mouthful to chew thoughtfully while his free hand brushes off the flecks of food he'd taken his impromptu nap in.
"Fried rice. 'S good if you're lookin' t' get somethin' t' eat." He muses back, having not cobbled enough manners to not talk while eating.
"Fried rice. 'S good if you're lookin' t' get somethin' t' eat." He muses back, having not cobbled enough manners to not talk while eating.
The assassin was just in the tavern for a quick drink, having completed a commission recently. Now, she was just hoping for some peace and quiet. Well- that was until the other pirate made eye contact with her and talked
"Soft? What's soft?"
"Soft? What's soft?"
@bluedtamara.bsky.social
You haven't really lived till you've taken a hearty nap in a bed of fresh fried rice. It's the waking up part that Ace would do without, grumbling and coughing softly as he blinks sleepily.
And makes eye contact with the person at the table next to his own.
"'S soft..."
You haven't really lived till you've taken a hearty nap in a bed of fresh fried rice. It's the waking up part that Ace would do without, grumbling and coughing softly as he blinks sleepily.
And makes eye contact with the person at the table next to his own.
"'S soft..."
May 18, 2025 at 6:44 PM
Ace's spoon is on the move for another mouthful to chew thoughtfully while his free hand brushes off the flecks of food he'd taken his impromptu nap in.
"Fried rice. 'S good if you're lookin' t' get somethin' t' eat." He muses back, having not cobbled enough manners to not talk while eating.
"Fried rice. 'S good if you're lookin' t' get somethin' t' eat." He muses back, having not cobbled enough manners to not talk while eating.
"Magic!" He punctuates the word with a single shimmering spark of flames from one hand. "Regardless, I kinda need the good ole' Surgeon of Death if that's peachy? Medical issues if ya can believe it. Like I said 'm good for the money if 's what y'all want as payment."
Jean's eyebrows raise, confused until Ace called out.
"... Portgas D. Ace?!" Jeans eyes are wide. He looks down with both hands holding the rails on either side of him.
"I was at Marinford with the rest. How--"
"... Portgas D. Ace?!" Jeans eyes are wide. He looks down with both hands holding the rails on either side of him.
"I was at Marinford with the rest. How--"
"Heyo~" Ace calls out with zero shame and a two finger salute that has him knocking his hat back just enough to glance up where he's still bobbing around on Striker in the sea.
"Your captain in? 'Ve heard some rumors and I kinda need a house call? I can pay ya if 's what ya want."
"Your captain in? 'Ve heard some rumors and I kinda need a house call? I can pay ya if 's what ya want."
May 18, 2025 at 6:39 PM
"Magic!" He punctuates the word with a single shimmering spark of flames from one hand. "Regardless, I kinda need the good ole' Surgeon of Death if that's peachy? Medical issues if ya can believe it. Like I said 'm good for the money if 's what y'all want as payment."
"Heyo~" Ace calls out with zero shame and a two finger salute that has him knocking his hat back just enough to glance up where he's still bobbing around on Striker in the sea.
"Your captain in? 'Ve heard some rumors and I kinda need a house call? I can pay ya if 's what ya want."
"Your captain in? 'Ve heard some rumors and I kinda need a house call? I can pay ya if 's what ya want."
It wasn't long before someone came to the door from the observation room.
The door swings open, a massive man by the name of Jean Bart charges out to "greet" Ace.
The door swings open, a massive man by the name of Jean Bart charges out to "greet" Ace.
@deathsleopard.bsky.social
After cheating his own death at Marineford in a fiery explosion that left the world wondering if Portgas (Gol) D Ace was alive still or not. Years of playing rogue and keeping low are what further kept Ace alive.
Alive, but not unscathed from that moment.
Trafalgar >>
After cheating his own death at Marineford in a fiery explosion that left the world wondering if Portgas (Gol) D Ace was alive still or not. Years of playing rogue and keeping low are what further kept Ace alive.
Alive, but not unscathed from that moment.
Trafalgar >>
May 18, 2025 at 6:26 PM
"Heyo~" Ace calls out with zero shame and a two finger salute that has him knocking his hat back just enough to glance up where he's still bobbing around on Striker in the sea.
"Your captain in? 'Ve heard some rumors and I kinda need a house call? I can pay ya if 's what ya want."
"Your captain in? 'Ve heard some rumors and I kinda need a house call? I can pay ya if 's what ya want."
@bluedtamara.bsky.social
You haven't really lived till you've taken a hearty nap in a bed of fresh fried rice. It's the waking up part that Ace would do without, grumbling and coughing softly as he blinks sleepily.
And makes eye contact with the person at the table next to his own.
"'S soft..."
You haven't really lived till you've taken a hearty nap in a bed of fresh fried rice. It's the waking up part that Ace would do without, grumbling and coughing softly as he blinks sleepily.
And makes eye contact with the person at the table next to his own.
"'S soft..."
May 18, 2025 at 6:23 PM
@bluedtamara.bsky.social
You haven't really lived till you've taken a hearty nap in a bed of fresh fried rice. It's the waking up part that Ace would do without, grumbling and coughing softly as he blinks sleepily.
And makes eye contact with the person at the table next to his own.
"'S soft..."
You haven't really lived till you've taken a hearty nap in a bed of fresh fried rice. It's the waking up part that Ace would do without, grumbling and coughing softly as he blinks sleepily.
And makes eye contact with the person at the table next to his own.
"'S soft..."
@deathsleopard.bsky.social
After cheating his own death at Marineford in a fiery explosion that left the world wondering if Portgas (Gol) D Ace was alive still or not. Years of playing rogue and keeping low are what further kept Ace alive.
Alive, but not unscathed from that moment.
Trafalgar >>
After cheating his own death at Marineford in a fiery explosion that left the world wondering if Portgas (Gol) D Ace was alive still or not. Years of playing rogue and keeping low are what further kept Ace alive.
Alive, but not unscathed from that moment.
Trafalgar >>
May 18, 2025 at 5:38 PM
@deathsleopard.bsky.social
After cheating his own death at Marineford in a fiery explosion that left the world wondering if Portgas (Gol) D Ace was alive still or not. Years of playing rogue and keeping low are what further kept Ace alive.
Alive, but not unscathed from that moment.
Trafalgar >>
After cheating his own death at Marineford in a fiery explosion that left the world wondering if Portgas (Gol) D Ace was alive still or not. Years of playing rogue and keeping low are what further kept Ace alive.
Alive, but not unscathed from that moment.
Trafalgar >>
Napping in the sun like a fat house cat.
May 18, 2025 at 4:24 PM
Napping in the sun like a fat house cat.
Law escapes before Ace's own fingers can tangle up with tattooed ones. There's the smallest of pouts on his face, silently grumpy. He hadn't even gotten to swing their arms all childish and dramatic before any of the chew to embarrass the captain.
"A bath in your shower? Now this is bringin' >>
"A bath in your shower? Now this is bringin' >>
"Just come out to the kitchen when you're done. . "
May 14, 2025 at 1:44 PM
Law escapes before Ace's own fingers can tangle up with tattooed ones. There's the smallest of pouts on his face, silently grumpy. He hadn't even gotten to swing their arms all childish and dramatic before any of the chew to embarrass the captain.
"A bath in your shower? Now this is bringin' >>
"A bath in your shower? Now this is bringin' >>
Ace snorts, "That was an innocent snail, doctor!" Yet his smile blooms to a mess of teeth that shouldn't be finding amusement in the demise of a poor den den mushi, but there's some humor to be found in putting the snail's life over his own in concern.
Or something like that.
Ace doesn't >>
Or something like that.
Ace doesn't >>
the hatch to the ship, "Come on--"
His gaze now was reproachful, with just a hint of amusement, "I'll look you over for any infected wounds, your fruit seems to take care of it for the most part I think. . but first, a bath-- and food. I'm assuming you haven't eaten in two days. . three. .?"
His gaze now was reproachful, with just a hint of amusement, "I'll look you over for any infected wounds, your fruit seems to take care of it for the most part I think. . but first, a bath-- and food. I'm assuming you haven't eaten in two days. . three. .?"
May 14, 2025 at 12:38 PM
Ace snorts, "That was an innocent snail, doctor!" Yet his smile blooms to a mess of teeth that shouldn't be finding amusement in the demise of a poor den den mushi, but there's some humor to be found in putting the snail's life over his own in concern.
Or something like that.
Ace doesn't >>
Or something like that.
Ace doesn't >>
"I meannnn... ain't gonna say no t' food, you know me. And I figure gettin' a physical with my doc is probably on the itinerary regardless so. But 've been good. Mostly."
Fleeting eyes that wander with a bit of guilt, knowing he's caught, but after Law pretty much helped him out and somehow >>
Fleeting eyes that wander with a bit of guilt, knowing he's caught, but after Law pretty much helped him out and somehow >>
and others at that.
". . are your organs all in their rightful places-- do I need to look them over, or will food and bed suffice. . "
A hint of a smile tugs at his lips while grey eyes look over his face, his chest and arms for signs of any grave injuries.
". . are your organs all in their rightful places-- do I need to look them over, or will food and bed suffice. . "
A hint of a smile tugs at his lips while grey eyes look over his face, his chest and arms for signs of any grave injuries.
May 7, 2025 at 12:33 PM
"I meannnn... ain't gonna say no t' food, you know me. And I figure gettin' a physical with my doc is probably on the itinerary regardless so. But 've been good. Mostly."
Fleeting eyes that wander with a bit of guilt, knowing he's caught, but after Law pretty much helped him out and somehow >>
Fleeting eyes that wander with a bit of guilt, knowing he's caught, but after Law pretty much helped him out and somehow >>
Ace startles a bit, surprised at the reception he's getting, because honestly it's not the direction he was expecting from the doctor.
"Uhhhhhhh I mean I said I was gonna go check some things out, 's not like it was a secret when we last parted? And you try huntin' down a ship that's underwater >>
"Uhhhhhhh I mean I said I was gonna go check some things out, 's not like it was a secret when we last parted? And you try huntin' down a ship that's underwater >>
some marine officer's. . . office--"
His eyes remain soft on his face despite the attempt at a scowl.
His eyes remain soft on his face despite the attempt at a scowl.
May 7, 2025 at 12:13 PM
Ace startles a bit, surprised at the reception he's getting, because honestly it's not the direction he was expecting from the doctor.
"Uhhhhhhh I mean I said I was gonna go check some things out, 's not like it was a secret when we last parted? And you try huntin' down a ship that's underwater >>
"Uhhhhhhh I mean I said I was gonna go check some things out, 's not like it was a secret when we last parted? And you try huntin' down a ship that's underwater >>
"Yanno, I knew ya talked t' yourself a lot but waxin' poetic t' the sea's a new one." That certain voice drawls back with a grunt, Ace working on hauling Striker up to lash it securely against the Polar Tang.
"Then again... least the sea'll listen. Kinda. Mebbe. Sorta."
"Then again... least the sea'll listen. Kinda. Mebbe. Sorta."
alright so i'm afraid he doesn't like me like i like him, i'm afraid he doesn't love me or desire me the way i crave his touch and his gaze
i'm afraid
and i would rather die afraid than be faced with the fact that i'm pre-disposed to being obsessed with him and he is pre-disposed to running away
i'm afraid
and i would rather die afraid than be faced with the fact that i'm pre-disposed to being obsessed with him and he is pre-disposed to running away
May 7, 2025 at 12:04 PM
"Yanno, I knew ya talked t' yourself a lot but waxin' poetic t' the sea's a new one." That certain voice drawls back with a grunt, Ace working on hauling Striker up to lash it securely against the Polar Tang.
"Then again... least the sea'll listen. Kinda. Mebbe. Sorta."
"Then again... least the sea'll listen. Kinda. Mebbe. Sorta."
April 20, 2025 at 9:51 PM
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Ace waves a and flippantly in a so-so manner. There's manners to swallow first before speaking to avoid talking with his mouth full, "I mean, I'll kinda eat anythin' if ya give it t' me soooo... 's good, honest! Ten outta ten! Would eat again. If that helps ya any on the review."
He's not the >>
He's not the >>
With the tray now out of his grasp the blonde lets out a soft chuckle, seeming rather happy that the food was being enjoyed.
"Yeah? You like it?" He asks as he pulls out one of his cigarettes. "It's nothing too terribly fancy but it's nice to know you're enjoying the food."
"Yeah? You like it?" He asks as he pulls out one of his cigarettes. "It's nothing too terribly fancy but it's nice to know you're enjoying the food."
The brunette's dumb, little self doesn't put two and two together at what's being offered. It leads to Ace accepting the tray with both hands to claim it all for himself.
Two sandwiches already gone and a third shoved into his maw in contentment, "No kiddin'? 'S good shit, by the way. Kinda fancy."
Two sandwiches already gone and a third shoved into his maw in contentment, "No kiddin'? 'S good shit, by the way. Kinda fancy."
April 19, 2025 at 4:31 PM
Ace waves a and flippantly in a so-so manner. There's manners to swallow first before speaking to avoid talking with his mouth full, "I mean, I'll kinda eat anythin' if ya give it t' me soooo... 's good, honest! Ten outta ten! Would eat again. If that helps ya any on the review."
He's not the >>
He's not the >>
The brunette's dumb, little self doesn't put two and two together at what's being offered. It leads to Ace accepting the tray with both hands to claim it all for himself.
Two sandwiches already gone and a third shoved into his maw in contentment, "No kiddin'? 'S good shit, by the way. Kinda fancy."
Two sandwiches already gone and a third shoved into his maw in contentment, "No kiddin'? 'S good shit, by the way. Kinda fancy."
Giving a small smile, Sanji chuckled softly and held the tray out to allow him to take as much as he wanted.
"It's nothing too fancy. Just some sandwiches and fruit juice I made myself. It's really refreshing."
"It's nothing too fancy. Just some sandwiches and fruit juice I made myself. It's really refreshing."
Ace perks up like a dog hearing a trigger word as hands pause where they've been fussing with the shoe lace on one boot.
Fuck it.
Boots can wait when snacks are being offered.
A finger pushes the brim of his hat up further to peer from under it with a hum, "For me? Don' mind if I do~"
Fuck it.
Boots can wait when snacks are being offered.
A finger pushes the brim of his hat up further to peer from under it with a hum, "For me? Don' mind if I do~"
April 19, 2025 at 1:26 AM
The brunette's dumb, little self doesn't put two and two together at what's being offered. It leads to Ace accepting the tray with both hands to claim it all for himself.
Two sandwiches already gone and a third shoved into his maw in contentment, "No kiddin'? 'S good shit, by the way. Kinda fancy."
Two sandwiches already gone and a third shoved into his maw in contentment, "No kiddin'? 'S good shit, by the way. Kinda fancy."
Ace perks up like a dog hearing a trigger word as hands pause where they've been fussing with the shoe lace on one boot.
Fuck it.
Boots can wait when snacks are being offered.
A finger pushes the brim of his hat up further to peer from under it with a hum, "For me? Don' mind if I do~"
Fuck it.
Boots can wait when snacks are being offered.
A finger pushes the brim of his hat up further to peer from under it with a hum, "For me? Don' mind if I do~"
"Hey [ 𝚁𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛 ], can i interest you in a snack?"
He asked, holding a tray out and offering a small smile.
He asked, holding a tray out and offering a small smile.
April 19, 2025 at 1:08 AM
Ace perks up like a dog hearing a trigger word as hands pause where they've been fussing with the shoe lace on one boot.
Fuck it.
Boots can wait when snacks are being offered.
A finger pushes the brim of his hat up further to peer from under it with a hum, "For me? Don' mind if I do~"
Fuck it.
Boots can wait when snacks are being offered.
A finger pushes the brim of his hat up further to peer from under it with a hum, "For me? Don' mind if I do~"
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Running his hands down his face with a grumble. He's so fucking sleepy right now.
April 18, 2025 at 8:09 PM
Running his hands down his face with a grumble. He's so fucking sleepy right now.