Looking to go to BNW

[orangeoutlaw]

You sure about this, mun? I'm not going to go easy on you, just because you're new. If you're gonna keep up with me be prepared to work

[and narcolepsy strikes again. Don't mind him, he'll just be snoring on the chair with his head rolled back. Someone wake him if he starts to drown in his own spit, though]

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[fierybluebird]

[Reflexively holds Ace up from drowning with one hand.]

[orangeoutlaw]

[reflexively shifts to drool on Marco instead. I don't know what you were expecting]

[fierybluebird]

[Gross.]

[Shove him off sideways but makes sure his head is so the side so he won't die.]

[justicereigns]

Do you ever stay awake through a whole conversation.

[orangeoutlaw]

[wakes up. Blinks. Puts on hat] Hey, Marco. What year is it?

[orangeoutlaw]

Fuck you I do what I want. [well he's awake now. Don't antagonize a man when he's sleeping, damn Marine] Got a problem?

[justicereigns]

[Lmao so blunt Portgas.]

That you exist.

[You can't outblunt Smoker. He smokes blunts... no wait he doesn't.]

[fierybluebird]

1520-something?

I forget, yoi. I don't even know what era we're in anymore.

[orangeoutlaw]

Too bad for you. [he's going to exist harder just because you don't like it] Plan to do something about it?

[orangeoutlaw]

[eh. he doesn't care]

I don't think she's got a handle on it. I'm gonna be too much for her. [hell just dive right in. Who the hell needs context?]

And she's got others that are more important. [one of them most important. And much more important than he could ever be]

[justicereigns]

[asdlkajsdlkasjd]

[Right, he remembers this annoying attitude.]

If I could arrest you, I would.

[BUT....]

[For now he's just going to drink.]

[fierybluebird]

Who cares?

[Sly grin and Marco grabs Ace around the shoulders and tugs him in before gently nudging a fist to Ace's chin.]

No one's more important than you, kid. And you don't get to decide that. [Or he'll kill you again god damn it.]

[orangeoutlaw]

[well if you're going to be a bastard and not even going to try. He's going to sit right next to you and steal a cigar] Are you serious about getting a fish? [laughs shortly] You must be chained up pretty tight since it's cutting off your circulation. Fish are food.

[well and so are horses at a stretch and pretty much anything you could get your hands on. But fish was the first to go. Also he's not going to light the cigar he filched or anything. He's just going to hold it between his teeth and wiggle it back and forth until you get annoyed enough to do something about it.]

[orangeoutlaw]

[he likes to hear that but he can't fight the feeling you're incredibly biased for some reason he can't explain. But he also knows you're biased and insane. It makes him laugh]

Come on, Marco.

[and then he sobers]

I care. [because that person is happy. He can't really debate he's not important, but it just reminds him of why. He doesn't know much about politics but he knows what's coming and he knows why. Some kind of big move for the Navy. Make 'em be able to stand proud.]

He should go there instead of me.

[and thinking about it]

But then I'd have to kill Smoker. [because he didn't trust that guy around anyone, let alone his own stupid idiot]

[justicereigns]

[ELBOWS IN THE FACE!]

[He said he couldn't arrest you, he didn't say he'd let you do whatever you want.]

My fish is enough to kick your ass.

But that's not saying much. [AHAHAHAHAHA BURN?]

[orangeoutlaw]

[damnit. He didn't see that coming]

I'll fry your fish and eat it for supper.

[he'll show you a burn. Eh but whatever]

I'm glad it's you. [leans both elbows back on the bar and rests and ankle on the opposite knee] This way I can relax. [grin] And I'm not going to hold back.

[finger guns] Bang. [complete with a fall flick of fire coming out of the tip of his finger]

[fierybluebird]

[Tugs on the freckled cheeks.]

You mean I should get to go instead of a moron marine.

Come on Sparky, I know you love your brother, but you should get a chance to have fun too, eh?

[justicereigns]

[Obviously the fire doesn't bother him, but Smoker still tries to choke the brat.]

[On principle.]

I wouldn't recommend that.

We're not exactly outside.

Idiot.

[orangeoutlaw]

Heh Yeah... that idiot would try to eat everything. [says the pot about the kettle] You should come! It'd be a lot more fun. I can get you a lot of eggs.

[and then eat some. But Marco didn't need all of them right?]

[orangeoutlaw]

[Not that the choking hurts but it's the principle of the thing. He can't let himself be choked by just anyone. He raises a fist near Smoker's face, fire dancing around it]

You want to take it outside then? Either way you can't beat me.

[justicereigns]

You mean you can't defeat me either way.

[Well... NEITHER OF THEM can defeat each other, but whatever.]

[fierybluebird]

[Amused grin. Right Ace, because you wouldn't eat everything? Somehow Marco doubts it.]

I'd love to Fire-Freckles, if the choice was mine.

Mun's the one having issues though. Something about colors and synesthesia, and flavors, and history. It's all moronic, eh.

[orangeoutlaw]

Maybe you've been warbling about that Robin chick too much. You gotta either get her or let her go, man. This rate you'll both go crazy. [more than usual]

[orangeoutlaw]

[whatever. whatever He's not going to let Smoker beat him but he can't think how to get the upper hand. So to stall for time he headbutts him. That should work, right?]

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[fierybluebird]

What?