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frostythesnowpheasant
2014-11-20 02:18 am (UTC)(link)
[He knows who this is. Not personally, odds are low they ever met. But he's read the files Sengoku kept, and now that he's in the position he's in it pays to know ones enemy... or friend. the line is vague, nowadays.
But nonetheless: He knows the name Rosinante Donquijote. He knows the fate that befell him, and even went to the burial. And yet, here he is. Fresh off the boat, so to speak, and apparently ignorant of what has come to pass...
Also, on fire. That's not so good. Here, let Kuzan just lean in and uh. Put that fire out with a little ice.]
Careful there, mister.
But nonetheless: He knows the name Rosinante Donquijote. He knows the fate that befell him, and even went to the burial. And yet, here he is. Fresh off the boat, so to speak, and apparently ignorant of what has come to pass...
Also, on fire. That's not so good. Here, let Kuzan just lean in and uh. Put that fire out with a little ice.]
Careful there, mister.
[ likewise, Rosinante knows Kuzan, if only by face and name. hanging around Sengoku-san (and so also constantly barged in by Garp-san) made him familiar enough with the current ranking officers before he went on his undercover stint. plus, the ice ability is pretty memorable.
it's a little too soon after Vergo, but there's no need for the mute act here. Rosinante nods at Kuzan. ]
Thanks. Careful usually is my middle name.
[ now watch him trip over his own feet and land on his ass. ]
it's a little too soon after Vergo, but there's no need for the mute act here. Rosinante nods at Kuzan. ]
Thanks. Careful usually is my middle name.
[ now watch him trip over his own feet and land on his ass. ]
Edited (apologies for another edit but it's more accurate this way :')) 2014-11-20 15:17 (UTC)
ooc: seriously, how did I not notice before? I should check here more often. also, I'm in the middle
notnapoleon
2014-11-20 02:16 pm (UTC)(link)
[ooc: of canon reviewing, so didn't plan to rp yet for another few weeks, but muse would kill me if I didn't comment, so, hi. hope you don't mind voice-testing. :D ][/ooc]
C-Cora-san?!
[and that's stammered out really loudly before any semblance of thinking can kick in. But now that he's trying to think, first of all, what is this place and how is he here and how is Cora-san here, which would be a more pressing question...
and yes, he might've been tired in the middle of fighting Doflamingo, but certainly not exhausted enough to pass out and dream of Cora-san.
Or hallucinate. Whichever. Though Law would like to believe that if he ever did hallucinate Cora-san in such an important moment, it'd be something... well, a bit more serious.]
[and that might even get him feeling embarassed on Cora-san's behalf, though not for long, as the next question catches him off-guard.]
[Safe, huh? And for a second he's not even sure how to answer.]
C-Cora-san?!
[and that's stammered out really loudly before any semblance of thinking can kick in. But now that he's trying to think, first of all, what is this place and how is he here and how is Cora-san here, which would be a more pressing question...
and yes, he might've been tired in the middle of fighting Doflamingo, but certainly not exhausted enough to pass out and dream of Cora-san.
Or hallucinate. Whichever. Though Law would like to believe that if he ever did hallucinate Cora-san in such an important moment, it'd be something... well, a bit more serious.]
[and that might even get him feeling embarassed on Cora-san's behalf, though not for long, as the next question catches him off-guard.]
[Safe, huh? And for a second he's not even sure how to answer.]
As for your question... I'm currently twenty six years old.
[Somebody could think that's not an answer to this question at all, but for Law, who once never expected to live past thirteen, that's the most meaningful and thorough answer he can give, unless he decided to summarize everything that happened in the last thirteen years. So he doesn't even stop to wonder whether Cora-san would understand.]
[Somebody could think that's not an answer to this question at all, but for Law, who once never expected to live past thirteen, that's the most meaningful and thorough answer he can give, unless he decided to summarize everything that happened in the last thirteen years. So he doesn't even stop to wonder whether Cora-san would understand.]
[ there are several unexpected things here. Rosinante's not dead, for one. indeed, if not for the blood in his clothes, he feels completely healthy. as if he's not beaten to an inch of his life and got fatally wounded by gunshots from his own brother. (that one's expected; he never believed Doffy wouldn't pull the trigger on him too, if Doffy could murder their own father in cold blood. Rosinante's just sorry he's had to lie to Law yet again for it)
and then here's a man answering his questions as if he is Law. looking like Law too once he got older, Rosinante supposes, which Law'll be able to do now that he's got the Ope-Ope Fruit and he got out of the island safely-- ]
and then here's a man answering his questions as if he is Law. looking like Law too once he got older, Rosinante supposes, which Law'll be able to do now that he's got the Ope-Ope Fruit and he got out of the island safely-- ]
[ -- S H O C K !! ]
You've grown up!!?
(ooc: hi! I'm in the same situation tbh. still getting used to the muse but he got too noisy ( ironically :'D) )
You've grown up!!?
(ooc: hi! I'm in the same situation tbh. still getting used to the muse but he got too noisy ( ironically :'D) )
That's what people tend to do if given time, yes.
[a part of him feels smug... now I can impress Cora-san, but most of him still doesn't believe that this moment is really happening. It's as if he's Lamie and somebody's telling him that there's a festival right now to cheer him up.
But if this dream will vanish in a second, well, isn't that all the more reason to savour it? He should be confident enough in his sanity to just let himself go with it for a few minutes and only then wake up, right?]
Though you're still taller.
[a part of him feels smug... now I can impress Cora-san, but most of him still doesn't believe that this moment is really happening. It's as if he's Lamie and somebody's telling him that there's a festival right now to cheer him up.
But if this dream will vanish in a second, well, isn't that all the more reason to savour it? He should be confident enough in his sanity to just let himself go with it for a few minutes and only then wake up, right?]
Though you're still taller.
[ 'if given time' and they almost ran out of it, hadn't they? Rosinante almost failed to give Law the chance to live, to grow up to be this man standing in front of him. he made it, though; Law lived, is living, alive.
Rosinante's gratefulness is so great, it feels like choking him. so he coughs, spats his cigarette, and lights up another one. absently patting the flame where it's starting to smoke in his coat.
well. for all the mystery and surprises of this place, Law snarking at him is at least familiar. once a brat, always a brat. ]
You're not very portable now. That's a bit sad.
Rosinante's gratefulness is so great, it feels like choking him. so he coughs, spats his cigarette, and lights up another one. absently patting the flame where it's starting to smoke in his coat.
well. for all the mystery and surprises of this place, Law snarking at him is at least familiar. once a brat, always a brat. ]
You're not very portable now. That's a bit sad.
Hey, I can make myself perfectly portable with the fruit you gave me. For example, if this wasn't a dream like it must be, I wouldn't mind giving you my heart in a box. For, let's say a few weeks, or years. It'd be much safer with you then with me. Do you want to see?
[And he's not a child any longer, he doesn't need to be 'portable', thank you very much. If he knew he's not dreaming, he'd be annoyed by that 'portable' comment. What is he, a cat?]
[And he's not a child any longer, he doesn't need to be 'portable', thank you very much. If he knew he's not dreaming, he'd be annoyed by that 'portable' comment. What is he, a cat?]
[... Yeah. Yeah that's pretty much what he recalls from the reports. Now would be a great time to lean down and offer him a hand, but. Well. "Lasy justice" isn't just a title, it's a lifestyle. You can't just abandon it all willy-nilly now, can you?]
That would make for quite a long one, wouldn't it?
[He's been around long enough to know that you have to be careful around here- one persons present is another persons future, but even the past can be a messy question of "when". But if he talks he's probably already out of the picture, sooo...]
Then again... I don't pretend to know the naming conventions of Tenryuubito.
That would make for quite a long one, wouldn't it?
[He's been around long enough to know that you have to be careful around here- one persons present is another persons future, but even the past can be a messy question of "when". But if he talks he's probably already out of the picture, sooo...]
Then again... I don't pretend to know the naming conventions of Tenryuubito.
[ he has enough knowledge on how the Ope-Ope fruit works, but Law being too casual about putting his own heart in a box and sending it off is still damn unnerving. ]
Oi, Law! There's no need to go that far. [ Rosinante hooks an arm over Law's shoulders and gives his hair a rough ruffle, with a wide grin on his face ] You're bigger, but I bet I can still toss you high up in the air. Look how scrawny you are! Are you even eating properly!?
[ he pauses, giving Law a look ]
You think this is a dream?
Oi, Law! There's no need to go that far. [ Rosinante hooks an arm over Law's shoulders and gives his hair a rough ruffle, with a wide grin on his face ] You're bigger, but I bet I can still toss you high up in the air. Look how scrawny you are! Are you even eating properly!?
[ he pauses, giving Law a look ]
You think this is a dream?
[ he doesn't mind the lack of helping hand, being far too used to this happening. the mention of the Tenryuubito, however, made Rosinante stiffen; both for the sharp, unexpected reminder of the last time that information was used against him and his family, and alarm that the Vice Admiral would mention it suddenly.
Rosinante gets to his feet, dusting off his clothes as best as he can ]
Long? Maybe so, but I feel like it adds charm to it. [ it's been years since he's last done it, but he gives the proper salute anyway ] As for the other thing, I wouldn't know either, Vice Admiral Kuzan. Though I noted there's a trend for near unpronounceable names in recent years, sir.
[ whether or not Kuzan has been informed about Rosinante's mission is irrelevant here; the mission is compromised and so is he, and now he's just a Marine commander facing a superior officer. nothing more or less. (and that bit where he'd planned to defect after stealing the Ope-Ope fruit? best not mention that here either) ]
Rosinante gets to his feet, dusting off his clothes as best as he can ]
Long? Maybe so, but I feel like it adds charm to it. [ it's been years since he's last done it, but he gives the proper salute anyway ] As for the other thing, I wouldn't know either, Vice Admiral Kuzan. Though I noted there's a trend for near unpronounceable names in recent years, sir.
[ whether or not Kuzan has been informed about Rosinante's mission is irrelevant here; the mission is compromised and so is he, and now he's just a Marine commander facing a superior officer. nothing more or less. (and that bit where he'd planned to defect after stealing the Ope-Ope fruit? best not mention that here either) ]
[Law just goes completely still the moment Corazon touches him.]
[I'm going to wake up now. In my dreams, I can never touch him.
But something was wrong. Very wrong. If this was a dream or hallucination, then how...?]
[It's not just touch. I can imagine that much, because I remember... so that's not too farfetched.
But what's wrong is that I can feel his presence. And that's not from memory, because---]
[choked out, as if it's taking all his willpower to stop himself either from crying or possibly from some minor mental breakdown] This---isn't---a dream---
What sort of trick---?!
[Alright, he's just going to shut up for now. Trying to keep sane. So, Corazon, enjoy having Law almost limp in your arms, taking deep breaths and trying not to hyperventilate.]
[so yes, he's on the way to believing this is no dream. Maybe. As long as that doesn't break his sanity.]
[I'm going to wake up now. In my dreams, I can never touch him.
But something was wrong. Very wrong. If this was a dream or hallucination, then how...?]
[It's not just touch. I can imagine that much, because I remember... so that's not too farfetched.
But what's wrong is that I can feel his presence. And that's not from memory, because---]
[choked out, as if it's taking all his willpower to stop himself either from crying or possibly from some minor mental breakdown] This---isn't---a dream---
What sort of trick---?!
[Alright, he's just going to shut up for now. Trying to keep sane. So, Corazon, enjoy having Law almost limp in your arms, taking deep breaths and trying not to hyperventilate.]
[so yes, he's on the way to believing this is no dream. Maybe. As long as that doesn't break his sanity.]
[ Law goes limp, and Rosinante freezes, almost dropping Law in his shock.
it's momentary though, and then Rosinante's gripping Law more firmly (the memory of Law hurting everywhere with his skin patched with white is still too close for comfort), offering what support Law might need, while barely keeping himself from completely freaking out ]
O-OI LAW! What's wrong!? Aren't you already cured? Didn't you manage to heal yourself? [ suddenly shaking his head, because he's focusing on the wrong things right now ] What do you need me to do? Please, tell me! Let me help you again, Law!
it's momentary though, and then Rosinante's gripping Law more firmly (the memory of Law hurting everywhere with his skin patched with white is still too close for comfort), offering what support Law might need, while barely keeping himself from completely freaking out ]
O-OI LAW! What's wrong!? Aren't you already cured? Didn't you manage to heal yourself? [ suddenly shaking his head, because he's focusing on the wrong things right now ] What do you need me to do? Please, tell me! Let me help you again, Law!
I-I'm fine, stop freaking out, Cora-san!
[okay, he's not hyperventilating. And he's pushing Corazon away, hard. Though he's still shaking so it's probably not with all his strength.]
[And is this really a trick? This Cora-san is exactly like real Cora-san, after all, even more so than in dreams.]
And of course I've cured myself years ago! Cut it out, Cora-san, I'm fine! Geez, if I was naive like that, I'd already believe you're real!!
[mutters, barealy audibly] Whatever trick that is... that's just too cruel!
[okay, he's not hyperventilating. And he's pushing Corazon away, hard. Though he's still shaking so it's probably not with all his strength.]
[And is this really a trick? This Cora-san is exactly like real Cora-san, after all, even more so than in dreams.]
And of course I've cured myself years ago! Cut it out, Cora-san, I'm fine! Geez, if I was naive like that, I'd already believe you're real!!
[mutters, barealy audibly] Whatever trick that is... that's just too cruel!
[ Rosinante lets himself be pushed, blinking slowly at Law. the relief that floods in him when Law said he's fine, that's he's completely cured himself is almost palpable, and Rosinante is this close to shouting in glee and trying if he can really still lift and toss Law into the air like when he was tinier--
but something's still wrong.
Rosinante studies Law's words in his head and frowns, suddenly realizing why Law would think this reunion as a dream. (right... he's supposed to be dead by now, isn't he?) with a slight twitch at the reminder, Rosinante grabs his brat by the shoulders, his grip firm and sure, and looks him in the eyes ]
Hey, Law. Calm down, okay? Everything's fine. This place is weird, but I'm as real as I can get. Trust me on this. Alright?
but something's still wrong.
Rosinante studies Law's words in his head and frowns, suddenly realizing why Law would think this reunion as a dream. (right... he's supposed to be dead by now, isn't he?) with a slight twitch at the reminder, Rosinante grabs his brat by the shoulders, his grip firm and sure, and looks him in the eyes ]
Hey, Law. Calm down, okay? Everything's fine. This place is weird, but I'm as real as I can get. Trust me on this. Alright?
[turns away slightly, if he looks in Cora-san's eyes right now he would no longer be able to keep himself from crying or doing something equally idiotic, he just knows that.]
[And on the off-chance that Cora-san is real, what would he think if Law suddenly just burst into tears? Besides, Cora-san wanted Law to be free and Law still wasn't free yet. And that was Law's own decision.]
[Would you be disappointed, Cora-san?
What the hell's wrong with me, none of this is real. Somebody must have released a very strong hallucinogen, though I don't know when and how.]
...place?
[and suddenly he's alert, grabbing Cora's shoulder firmly, not shaking anymore(please don't vanish for now while I'm not looking) and looking around warily.]
This place doesn't look like anywhere in Dressrosa, you know. Not anywhere that I've seen, at least.
That's suspicious in itself. I wonder where Strawhat-ya is right now.
[And on the off-chance that Cora-san is real, what would he think if Law suddenly just burst into tears? Besides, Cora-san wanted Law to be free and Law still wasn't free yet. And that was Law's own decision.]
[Would you be disappointed, Cora-san?
What the hell's wrong with me, none of this is real. Somebody must have released a very strong hallucinogen, though I don't know when and how.]
...place?
[and suddenly he's alert, grabbing Cora's shoulder firmly, not shaking anymore(please don't vanish for now while I'm not looking) and looking around warily.]
This place doesn't look like anywhere in Dressrosa, you know. Not anywhere that I've seen, at least.
That's suspicious in itself. I wonder where Strawhat-ya is right now.
[ Law refuses to believe him, that's obvious in the way the kid wouldn't meet his eyes. Rosinante feels his irritation flare (or maybe it's desperation. though most likely it's both) because Law's giving up too easily again, stubbornly refusing hope when it's right in front of him. Rosinante resists the urge to yell and shake him until Law simply has to believe Rosinante's here and is real enough. but that's probably the wrong way to deal with this.
he's completely unsure what to say, but at least there's one thing for certain: he was able to get Law to believe in him and hope for better things before. he can do it again this time, too.
Rosinante clears his throat ]
Listen, I know it's--
[ and then Law's grabbing his shoulder and starts talking about something Rosinante has no idea what about, but one word registers at least: Dressrosa ]
he's completely unsure what to say, but at least there's one thing for certain: he was able to get Law to believe in him and hope for better things before. he can do it again this time, too.
Rosinante clears his throat ]
Listen, I know it's--
[ and then Law's grabbing his shoulder and starts talking about something Rosinante has no idea what about, but one word registers at least: Dressrosa ]
[ Rosinante's blood seems to freeze, his mind racing over the possibilities, and then he's forcing Law to face him again ]
LAW! What about Dressrosa!? What's happening there!? And why the fucking hell are you even in that place!!?!
[ because if his guesses are right, it would be entirely his fault if the kingdom of Dressrosa is currently a living hell ]
LAW! What about Dressrosa!? What's happening there!? And why the fucking hell are you even in that place!!?!
[ because if his guesses are right, it would be entirely his fault if the kingdom of Dressrosa is currently a living hell ]
[His eyes widen. Only real Cora-san would care about Dressrosa, it's never come up about any of his dreams of the man.]
[Because Cora-san asked me to relay the message that would save Dressrosa. And I failed. So I decided not to think about it, as it was just another failure. Another thing that was my fault.]
[Well, at least, incidentally, from now on he wouldn't have to blame himself for Dressrosa any longer. Though he could take no credit for it, as it wasn't his idea to fight for it (or for its meat. He couldn't claim to completely understand Monkey D. Luffy at this point).]
[so there's a touch of honest belief to his next words] Dressrosa is having a massive overdue hangover right now. But I'd say that's a good news, seeing as it's sober for the first time in ages. There's a certain annoying Strawhat, Monkey D. Luffy, who apparently decided he likes that country.
It means that from tomorrow on, that damned country will be safe. Whether it wants to or not.
[Because Cora-san asked me to relay the message that would save Dressrosa. And I failed. So I decided not to think about it, as it was just another failure. Another thing that was my fault.]
[Well, at least, incidentally, from now on he wouldn't have to blame himself for Dressrosa any longer. Though he could take no credit for it, as it wasn't his idea to fight for it (or for its meat. He couldn't claim to completely understand Monkey D. Luffy at this point).]
[so there's a touch of honest belief to his next words] Dressrosa is having a massive overdue hangover right now. But I'd say that's a good news, seeing as it's sober for the first time in ages. There's a certain annoying Strawhat, Monkey D. Luffy, who apparently decided he likes that country.
It means that from tomorrow on, that damned country will be safe. Whether it wants to or not.
[And no, he's not going to answer what the hell he's doing in Dressrosa unless Cora-san asks him again.
For now, maybe he can just use Strahat-ya as a distraction. Because there's a lot to tell about what that idiot is doing in Dressrosa.]
For now, maybe he can just use Strahat-ya as a distraction. Because there's a lot to tell about what that idiot is doing in Dressrosa.]
[ Rosinante moves away from Law to pace nearby, too agitated to stay still ]
Are you saying the people of Dressrosa are revolting right now? And that there's a chance they might win?
[ he doesn't need to ask who they're revolting against. his failure to deliver the information to Sengoku-san means Doffy's grand scheme in re-taking the kingdom has fallen into place. Rosinante grits his teeth in frustration. If only he didn't get too wounded when he stole the fruit, he could've done that and escaped with Law. Dressrosa wouldn't have had to suffer in the first place! ]
Are you saying the people of Dressrosa are revolting right now? And that there's a chance they might win?
[ he doesn't need to ask who they're revolting against. his failure to deliver the information to Sengoku-san means Doffy's grand scheme in re-taking the kingdom has fallen into place. Rosinante grits his teeth in frustration. If only he didn't get too wounded when he stole the fruit, he could've done that and escaped with Law. Dressrosa wouldn't have had to suffer in the first place! ]
[Oh, good, no further question's about Law's own involvment in the current mess in that kingdom.]
People of Dressrosa, dwarves, and Colliseum fighters; it's a long story. And too weird to believe if I just say it.
Point is, they're tougher than you'd think. And there's Monkey D. Luffy, who's more stubborn than you'd believe, who now wants to beat Doflamingo.
Nevermind all that, more importantly, you---
[No, he couldn't possibly say it. If he dared to hope something like that, he'd go insane. Still, he had to.]
You're--- really---al--- no, you're not any older, so... but you're really here? Really?
People of Dressrosa, dwarves, and Colliseum fighters; it's a long story. And too weird to believe if I just say it.
Point is, they're tougher than you'd think. And there's Monkey D. Luffy, who's more stubborn than you'd believe, who now wants to beat Doflamingo.
Nevermind all that, more importantly, you---
[No, he couldn't possibly say it. If he dared to hope something like that, he'd go insane. Still, he had to.]
You're--- really---al--- no, you're not any older, so... but you're really here? Really?
[ he listens quietly, fitting Law's information to the ones he already has about Dressrosa. at the mention of his brother's name, however, he gives Law a sharp look. but Law is already speaking again, so Rosinante decides to wait him out before grilling him more about Law's own presence in the damn place--
only for his heart to immediately soften for this little brat he'd learned to love so much. with a few steps, he has his arms around Law, hugging him tight. also his face is probably a gross mess of emotions full with tears and snot ]
Who cares about that! I'm here, Law! You lived-- You're alive! I'm so... so glad...!!
only for his heart to immediately soften for this little brat he'd learned to love so much. with a few steps, he has his arms around Law, hugging him tight. also his face is probably a gross mess of emotions full with tears and snot ]
Who cares about that! I'm here, Law! You lived-- You're alive! I'm so... so glad...!!
[As for Law, he's doing his damned best not to let himself cry for now, there are still things he wants to say - because who's to say how long this strange miracle will last, part of him believes that if that place somehow brought them together, it might as well separate them in a second - so he can save his tears for later, when he doesn't have a chance for this.]
[And he thought he knew how much he loved Cora-san, that he remembered and was aware of it everyday. So now he's angry at himself, because he's realising that now, at Cora-san's side...
that compared to that, what he's been feeling for many years was only a pale echo.]
I'm alive? Don't make it sound like something I could take even half of credit for, Cora-san. You made me live.
Thank you!!!
[the good thing about having a hat is that now he can try and hide that there are tears welling up in his eyes, even if he's not letting them fall yet.]
[Though he smiles, honestly this time, because he's spent half his lif wanting to thank his beloved Cora-san. And to be able to do that - he never could before, even in his dreams.]
[And he thought he knew how much he loved Cora-san, that he remembered and was aware of it everyday. So now he's angry at himself, because he's realising that now, at Cora-san's side...
that compared to that, what he's been feeling for many years was only a pale echo.]
I'm alive? Don't make it sound like something I could take even half of credit for, Cora-san. You made me live.
Thank you!!!
[the good thing about having a hat is that now he can try and hide that there are tears welling up in his eyes, even if he's not letting them fall yet.]
[Though he smiles, honestly this time, because he's spent half his lif wanting to thank his beloved Cora-san. And to be able to do that - he never could before, even in his dreams.]
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