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@a-musing-mixologist said : [ BLOCK ]: (Killer, how 'bout that sparring practice!)
The clashing of the swords! ~ accepting
[ BLOCK ]: sender blocks an on-coming attack from the receiver.
Sparring with Killer was always a tough sort of training. The man didn't have much trouble keeping up with the skeleton's movements. The loud clinging of their blades echoed over the field for the last couple of hours and both of them seemed a little out of breath. At the moment Brook and Killer stood at the stalemate. Brook pressing into his attack, hoping to take a short break, knowing well that in terms of raw strength the masked man had far more advantage over him.
"Nee, gasp... Killer-san... Gasp... You still having fun?" The old pirate grinned, looking into the empty holes of Killer's mask.
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i don't need you breathing over my shoulder.
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“Then don't be so climbable?” Stretching his neck out to see exactly what the man is working on was an option but scurrying onto the red-heads shoulder just feels right so he does.
“Lemme see Jaggy!”
#a-musing-mixologist#just let it happen kidd /: it could be worse#( shared✦ meals ) ask#( crowned✦ ) ic
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@a-musing-mixologist x
Sanji’s love of food was something that he discovered from the moment he came across his first cookbook and the many times he used to sneak into the kitchen. But that was before he managed to escape from Germa with the help of Reiju despite crossing paths with the man who he refused to claim as his father. He wasn’t a Vinsmoke, he never would be.
“You know how to cook though even if it's just a hobby, it was the same for me growing up until I wanted it to become something more. I didn’t want to become a pawn in my father’s desires.”
He could tell that the food which Killer put together already wasn’t bad especially if his crew had no complaints about the taste. He knew what he was doing while Sanji was relieved to hear that the food wasn’t wasted. Wasted food was the one thing he hated the most.
“I can give you some. I have plenty to share.”
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@a-musing-mixologist said: Kid VC: Nobody needs to know that. :/ @aamaranthiine said: Thea pressing the bottom button like a cat would put its paws on something it shouldnt.
He wants to say something mean so bad but he doesn't want to get drawn into anyone's pace especially the youngsters.
#a-musing-mixologist#aamaranthine#would 100% 'no bitches?' meme at Kid tho#thea ur walking on thin ice rn
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❣ | @a-musing-mixologist :: From Here |
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The former Corazón was many things, and frequently one of those things was 'in the way'. Including now, as he hunched over a bundle of provisions he was attempting to secure with a knot - specifically a knot that would be untangle-able by whoever handled this after him. Small, dextrous tasks had never been his strong point anyway, and even less so after injury. The blond leaned a little more heavily on the crutch he was using, letting out a steadying huff of a breath as he willed clumsy hands to cooperate instead of worrying about whoever this was beside him. He didn't recognise the voice - a cadet maybe? He'd worry about it in a minute.
On fire again? Damn. Rather than panic, the big marine just sighed an exasperated, world-weary sigh and batted at the flames with a heavy, scarred hand - an action maybe perplexing both in its seeming routineness and the fact that he was unbothered by attempting to stifle the fire with a bare hand. He bit down on his cigarette - the source of the fire, probably - a little harder than he meant.
" 'S fine. It shouldn't - " his voice trailed off as he turned to look at who was speaking - definitely not a cadet then.
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↷ continued from ⸍here⸝
↷ ⸍@a-musing-mixologist (Kid)⸝
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❝ There is no need to act shy, Captain ! ❞ Linn was beaming. It comes off as alien to her as to why he would like to keep his birthday between only few people. It is his day. The joy was only underlined by a white fluffy tail wagging happily — no shame, for a change.
❝ Birthday birthday birthday ~ ❞ Low, happy hums accompany the utmost prominent purr coming out of the feline's throat.
#a-musing-mixologist#a-musing-mixologist (Kid)#Tsk what a tsundere am I right chat?#birthday boy uwu#⚕ ⦅ Consultation hour. ⦆⠀⠀/ ic .
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✏️(Kid)
incorrect quotes.
kid: what’s your body count?
bellamy: do you mean sex or murder? //
bellamy: what’s sexting?
kid: I'm not having this conversation with you. //
kid: fine! I don't give a shit!
bellamy: you seem to give a lot of shit for someone who claims not to give a shit. //
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“But what if I were to purchase fast food and disguise it as my own cooking?” (Sin, for Ram?)
"I certainly wouldn't complain. Though, aren't you worried that someone would catch onto your deception? I've found it quite rare that fast food and home cooking share the same qualities."
#a-musing-mixologist#[she's trying so hard to help]#{Message Board; (Answered)}#{The Diva Of Dispair; (Ramlethal Valentine)}
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"Yohoho, can't blame them really. It's not every day you see someone as prominent as Big Mom getting smashed into the floor!" The skeleton laughed giddily. "You did make history, my friend! Allow me to at least congratulate you. Though I suppose, you must be tired from hearing it already, hm?"
"Indeed... Or at least I hope that was the first and last time. Sigh... One of the most traumatizing memories of my life... And I died once! Yohohohoho!" The musician tilted his head for a second before he understood who Kid was talking about. "Weather wi- Oh! Nami-san! My, I actually wonder what she would think at being called a witch, yoho."
"Anyway... Kid-san. Are you feeling well? I've heard about what happened to you throughout all of this and... Doing hard labor already, are you sure it's okay?"
"I'm sure you'll get an account from some of your buddies. There were no shortage of spectators. They insisted on standing around and gawking instead of running for their lives." He hadn't intended on giving anyone a show, focused as he and Trafalgar had been on not getting wiped out, but he hadn't been entirely ignorant of their audience when they had crashed through into the main hall. He just hoped they wouldn't hound him about it, he could care less about being viewed as a hero.
That was... an image. Well, he always knew she was a weird one. "Uh... right. Don't gotta worry about that happening again..." What was he even supposed to say to that? "Those stormclouds were a pain in the ass. But it seems like it worked out for that weather witch of yours in the end." If they wanted to trust one of the old bat's minions, that was on them.
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*Slides some purple and crimson night-sky petunias into Killer's hair* (Kid)
ㅤ⠀Oh. Oh, he blinks in surprise at the flowers, though he stands still to let Kid work his magic. He can't help but grin to himself at the gesture. Sometimes, stopping at random, small islands was a good idea, it seemed.
ㅤ⠀❝Got me feeling like I'm a wee princess, love.❞
#a musing mixologist | eustass kid#𝖂𝖎𝖙𝖍 𝕾𝖍𝖆𝖗𝖕𝖊𝖓𝖊𝖉 𝕭𝖑𝖆𝖉𝖊𝖘 & 𝖂𝖎𝖈𝖐𝖊𝖉 𝕲𝖗𝖎𝖓𝖘: [ Massacre Soldier Killer ]#𝕾𝖔 𝖞𝖔𝖚 𝖈𝖆𝖓 𝖉𝖗𝖆𝖌 𝖒𝖊 𝖙𝖍𝖗𝖔𝖚𝖌𝖍 𝖍𝖊𝖑𝖑 𝖎𝖋 𝖎𝖙 𝖒𝖊𝖆𝖓𝖙 𝕴 𝖈𝖔𝖚𝖑𝖉 𝖍𝖔𝖑𝖉 𝖞𝖔𝖚𝖗 𝖍𝖆𝖓𝖉: [ kidkiller ]#[ this....is so cute oh my god.... my heart.... ]
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♡(Kid and Killer)
Send ♡ to see what my muse thinks of yours ~ accepting
Kid: ○○○○○ | ATTRACTION ●○○○○ | AFFECTION ●●●○○ | INTEREST ○○○○○ | LOYALTY ●○○○○ | TRUST
Killer: ●●○○○ | ATTRACTION ●●○○○ | AFFECTION ●●●●○ | INTEREST ●○○○○ | LOYALTY ●●●○○ | TRUST
LOW | ●●●●● | HIGH
"Yohoho, ah, Killer and Kid, two parts of the whole and yet so very different. To be honest, I barely know Kid, though I would love to. Even if I don't think he is eager to do the same. Which is fair, my captain and himself seem to be quite at odds. Still, doesn't mean I will stop trying! Yohohoho!"
"Killer is quite awesome! He is masterful with the blade, very knowledgeable about hair and actually... Very pleasant to talk to! I enjoy our time together immensely! I hope we can become even better friends in the future!"
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"... So... how'd you lose it, anyway?" The defeated captain leans against the railing of a ship that's not his own, gold hues fixed on the darkening water as the sun disappears slowly below the horizon. The ship might not be familiar, but the breeze is. Chill, with a sharp salt tang. There's a hint of genuine curiosity in the rumbled words, though he only spares the other redhead and his missing arm a brief glance. If he has to be trapped here, he could at least attempt to make conversation with this man. It wasn't in his nature to stay silent for very long. "Heard a few stories. Lost bets, Hawkeye, sea beasts, a drunken accident. But people have a habit of making shit up, and the less they know the more they talk. Like that Caribou bastard. It's a real pain in the ass." (Kid fer Shanks.)
A normal conversation for once @a-musing-mixologist
Things had been surprisingly well since the younger redhead and his three other crewmates had been released from the infirmary and the brig. Shanks had honestly anticipated things to be more difficult, but the four of them had been on good behavior, for now. Of course there was still tension and he couldn't blame them, wouldn't feel different if their roles would be reversed. So the least he could do was give them some space. Maybe it was why he was surprised at the sudden question.
Storm grey eyes observe the other, before deciding to join him silently at the railing, but still keeping a comfortable distance between them. He lets out a low hum. He knew the stories, liked to make some up himself, but for once he doesn't feel like it. Besides, there was no harm in telling the truth for once.
Out of reflex he brings his right hand up and places it on the stump of his left arm. Even after all these years phantom pains were still a regular occurance. "Luffy." A short pause. "I lost it when I saved him from a sea king, years ago." It may have been twelve years, but he remembered the day vividly. "It was either me loosing my arm or the kid loosing his life." A decision he never regretted and would make over and over again.
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@a-musing-mixologist x
The cake was one to share with everyone that was in the presence of this reckless crew of pirates especially after the tough battle that they had been through. A battle that they had won alongside their allies. Sanji was the reason why his crewmates didn’t have to deal with facing starvation, something that he didn’t want them to experience. An experience that he wouldn’t want to have a repeat of.
“Thank you, there’s plenty if you want more.”
The alliance most likely was considered over even though that had no meaning to Luffy since Kid and Law were friends now according to him. It was just how that rubbery captain of his was. “I am.” Placing that familiar cigarette between his lips, it was soon lit since it was an unbreakable habit by this point “Someone had to stop him besides he was only interested in me because of who my family was. It wasn’t easy fighting him, but I wasn’t going to let Luffy and the others down again.” Nodding, a puff of smoke escaped from his lips “I have to be to help support my captain and crew.”
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@a-musing-mixologist asked: ❛ i know what you want, but i’m not going to give it to you, no matter how hard you try. so do your best. ❜
The only thing Kaido wanted from this petulant brat was submission, nothing else mattered except if it came down to it, death would be a last resort. Kaido was not that merciful, and he did not want to give the redhead an easy way out of this. He wanted him to understand that for all the uproar his generation had caused that it would never match up to the emperors imposing hold over the new world.
"Stubborn one, are we? At least you have guts unlike your allies." Those other two captains and their respective crews fell as easily as a house of cards to a stiff breeze. How could he possibly expect any different result even if it took a bit more effort on his part? The emperor was no stranger to getting his hands bloodied to get what he wanted.
"Tell me this much, does the rest of your crew have the same drive as you? Or would they rather follow the flag of a much stronger man?"
#a-musing-mixologist#✧・゚: *✧・゚:*asks*:・゚✧*:・゚✧#bothering Kid time (:#had it good for too long and now Kaido is knocking on his front door
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i said i would help you. i didn't say i would be nice to you while i'm helping you. (Kid)
❣ | Memes :: This One | Forced Proximity Prompts
The former marine glowered down at the pirate currently helping him walk, sour expression caused in equal parts by the pain in his injured leg and the situation he currently found himself in. Combat had definitely not been part of his plan for the day, nor had teaming up with this guy of all people, no matter how temporarily. Aggressive, noisy kid - probably around Law's age actually, a distant and amused part of him supposed. Rocinante remembered him actually, was certain he'd encountered this menace at least once when he'd still been working. A jolt to the injured leg as they hobbled away toward safety (always this stupid hip, always) pulled him sharply from that line of thinking and painfully tightened his grip on the other's shoulder involuntarily, and Rocinante mourned the loss of his crutch as the other scolded him.
" I can't believe I gave up the opportunity to turn you in - I should never doubt my own capacity to be a fucking idiot." the larger man shot back anyway, only somewhat concerned that he wouldn't be able to limp far without help.
All that aside, if he could no longer align looking for Law with the work he did - used to do, now - for the marines then he was going to have to get used to the idea of working with people he wouldn't necessarily have approached otherwise for information. This was like that. That was what he told himself anyway, as he bit back another sarcastic comment.
" So what's your plan, anyway? Causing that kind of a scene certainly makes a statement, but what are you gonna do now ? "
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contid' from here @a-musing-mixologist
Was it something on their ship?! Why is this whole crew trying to fight him?
"It was a compliment!" Hands go up to pat the air between them, pout grumbling out his throat at the misunderstanding. "Yer his partner n having that one person, it's important. It's nice that ya get to see under his—" Luffy vaguely gestures around. "You know how he is." Loud, chaotic, rude, all traits Luffy shares with the redhead. "Dunno where he'd be without you." Killer's protective reaction only proves his point and slowly he offers the masked man a easy smile. "Yer like my Zoro so I know yer good. Everyone wishes they had one you guys."
#a musing mixologist#😩 pwes giving killer his highest compliment#verse: ✦ ( king's come up )#( crowned✦ ) ic
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