dear_mun | (no subject)

And yet here you are.

[I only have 15 icons whyyy the sass required for this conversation is nowhere in them JUST PRETEND]

Not because I want to be. Thought it might pull you squirming out of the woodwork, girlie. Aren't you satisfied, yet? [sudden sharp grin] Or did you just miss me?

My point exactly. "Not going to be the puppet," my ass.

[She smiles sweetly.]

I miss blowing up your ship, if that's what you're asking.

'S all good, bro. Probly couldn't handle sailin' the high seas anyway.

[quietly seething]

One day you're going to go to far. Don't take me so lightly, Nami. You my be safe with that rubber bastard, but I'm sure there are so many little friends you've left behind.

[and he will crush them like ants, just to get under her skin]

As if I'd want to. There's nothing there that interests me. [and even if he were interested, there are too many humans for his tastes, and that human, besides]

'S totally why y' started muckin' 'round in yer mun's brain 'gain, huh? Cuz there ain't absolutely nothin' at all that interests y'. Shut the hell up an' go back t' sleep then.

Damn, yer like shitty cancer that won't ever go the hell away.

[Snort.]

You say that like I'm not safe without Luffy around. The rest of us moved with the times, Arlong. It's kind of hilarious how weak you are in comparison now.

[twitches a little at the 'weak' but was listening closely to what she didn't say. He's not going to be played by you, Nami. He's the smarter one, remember?]

I wonder who I can find first? Who I can take out first? I'll even let you give me a name and see if you can try and stop me a second time, because I'm just a generous guy.

What the hell is it to you, anyway? The only reason I'm awake is because she was freaking out over that damn arc. I didn't ask to be, but now that I am, I'm not going to sit idly by and let her do whatever she wants.

Trafalgar Law. We're the best of friends.

[You'd like to think you're smarter than she is. What's smart is not bothering to give a damn about this. Have some light trolling instead.]

Who the hell is that?

[he's not entirely stupid enough to believe she gave him the name of someone weak that he can easily trounce. But on the other hand, if he was a strong guy, you'd think Arlong would have heard of him at least faintly]

Yer a dumbass an' I gotta make sure y' know yer damn place. Sayin' dumbass shit like y' do 'bout got our whole island destroyed.

[Woooow seriously. Look, I had to go find my sass icons for this after all you owe me three bucks Arlong

plus 300% interest]

See, this is why you should keep up with the papers, Arlong. Work it out yourself. Hardly my responsibility to chase after you and be your brains anymore.

[he's heard about that little asshole] I wasn't the only one saying it. [which is also something known as the truth]

And he chose to take that path on his own. He's a damn idiot and I hope the rubber bastard breaks his neck.

Don't give yourself too much credit, girlie. Your only use was your maps and your ~~three dollars~~ money.

Either way if you think I'm afraid of that bastard [whoever he is] you've got another thing coming.

[not that he'll go attack him out of hand. He'll do his damn research first.]

My money, you mean. I wouldn't expect you to be afraid of anyone.

[You're too stupid. And too used to winning. Though she thinks Luffy and Demeleier really should have beaten that out of you by now.

Demeleier taught her you weren't worth being frightened of. You're too pitiful.]

Take credit where credit's due, bro. Heard a whole shitty generation a pissed off District boys rose up, praisin' yer name an' livin' yer ideals, t' overthrow the King an' drop a civil war sized pile a shit on everyone's faces. 'S some pretty damn impressive reach y' got there. Wish I'd a known, I'd a shut up yer stupid face a hell of a lot sooner.

[he misses Demeleier, damnit, even though his mun doesn't. He didn't have much but he had his own ship and a small crew and freedom, which is more than he has in this place.

And he got used to winning for eight years after losing for most of his life. A man can't let go of that kind of thing.]

Money you owed.

[it's kind of a weak comeback in the end because he's not sure how to take the second half of her statement. It sounded like a compliment but he knew Nami well enough that it wasn't a compliment-- but until he could figure out what the hell kind of insult it was, he couldn't snipe something back...

And the longer he took to think about it the more ground he lost]

Tch. You'll regret what you say soon enough.

[Damn. He was out of practice. That was really damned weak. He needs to brush up on his Nami tormenting]

The hell that it's my fault what those shitheads did! They're the idiots. If you want to take someone down, go after them. But I don't care who you are or who you sail with, if you want to fight, come fight. I'll take you down without trying.

[because this was a challenge, Fishman to Fishman, if it was anything]

Money you did your best to cheat me out of.

[She never can let this subject go, it's money.]

And will I? Do tell. You mean you're about to be terrified of someone after all? Hold on, I'll just go get my popcorn and then I'll gladly admit I was wrong.

[Namur laughs loudly.]

That's the best damn thing I've heard y' say.

[He shifts his right foot around behind, his hand in a loose fist held up between them, head lowered in spite of Arlong's greater height.]

Bring it, Toolface. Ain't got all day.

[damnit. Hold on a second. How did she reach that conclusion? No. Doesn't matter. The conversation's getting out of his control so he'll just have to wrench it back into his control. Like hell he's going to follow her lead]

Maybe I'll just go see how your sister's doing. Bet she'd love to see an old friend.

Maybe you should. [Without batting an eye.] The way things have gone, I'm pretty sure she can kick your ass, too.

[A total lie, that. But damned if she's going to let him actually get to her. You fucker.]

[he knows better than that. She's no rubber brat, and, hey, last he's heard she still lives in that place which is somewhat apart from the village. It wouldn't even be hard to get her alone]

I'll tell her you said hello. Maybe I'll even bring her for a visit.

[he'd get his ass kicked and he knows it, but the look on Nami's face would be worth it]

[it's been a while since he's fought a fellow Fishman. He's sort of forgot how. So for right now, just have a hard right toward your pathetic excuse for a nose]

[Didn't even need haki to dodge that one. Namur just sort of leans out of the way.]

Guess I didn't piss y' off 'nuff t' actually try. Damn. Don't make me talk 'bout yer mama or some shit, cuz I don't really know 'er, y' know?

Really? That's a pity. It's quite fun here, eh.

How serious are you?

[Totally legitimate question.]

Maybe for you.

[he knows how much crew that bastard has and he's not going near it]

What do you think?

[not giving an inch here. Though suddenly recalls her sudden talent for grilling via lightning]

Should I assume you're completely serious, then?

[Yes. You're right, Arlong. Because look at that casual spin of one of her climatact pieces.]

Just to make a very blunt point, I'm not above killing you. Not anymore.

[Not if you're going to run off and kill her sister because you're not brave enough to attack her directly.]

Are you going to fight me or just talk? [the dodge annoys the piss out of him but if he can get this guy fighting, at least he can figure out his style and strength]

[ . . .

He's gotta admit he's not really in the mood to die today. He can take a little chargrilling as much as the next fishman and maybe a little more since it's not the first time.

But he's not going to push her right to her face]

Not worth it.

[at least, not right at the moment]

I don't know mate, you might like it more than you think. We've got a pair of mermaids hot enough to make the ocean boil all on their own, yoi.

And island with water so sweet, you'll be singing like a bird.

[Namur grins, shrugging with his hands out to the sides.]

First bit's my question, bro. Y' call that a punch?

[Namur charges, looking for all the world like he's about to throw his own straightforward, no frills punch, but at the last second he darts to the side and spins, whipping around behind and sending his fist toward Arlong's ribs.]

That's what I thought.

[A sensible person would kill him anyway. This isn't the first time he's made such threats; peace of mind and all. But Nami might be able to kill him, but she doesn't particularly want to. It's not really her style.]

Maybe you should find something else to do that is worth it, then.

Says the man defeated by a member of the "inferior" species.