Muse is pissed but what else is new? // High Seas

[justicereigns]

All right mun, yes... let's talk.

[Ohhhhh Smoker is hella pissed. And it shows.]

I think you know full well why you've been neglecting my tags in favor of others, and it has nothing to do with waning interest or lack of "voice." You're simply being childish, and frankly, a bit of a coward. Really, I expected better from you.

[Wow, does anyone else get chewed out by their muse?]
[He takes out the cigars and points out a lecturing finger.]

You want to know the real problem? [I can't handle the truth?]

You already know it.

Instead of following your justice, you're scared of being disliked. Get the fuck over it!

I can hold my own just fine, but man the fuck up already. I'll be here when you're done growing up.

Do not chicken out on my app or threads again. Consider that an order.

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[purpleshadeancient]

[Sigh!]

Must I explain this again? Perhaps your Mun would like to instead, save me some trouble?

[Mantorok, you're an immortal ancient, you have nothing but time.]

[justicereigns]

My desire to go there is waning again.

[purpleshadeancient]

[Sigh! Humans, so troublesome.

Mantorok glances over him.]

Very well, I'll explain. Do you have a weapon of some type?

[justicereigns]

Several. Besides, you're omniscient, shouldn't you know that already?

[purpleshadeancient]

Isn't it polite to ask first? I was trying to at least follow some human customs.

[Completely unmoved, Smoker. Try harder!]

Regardless, hand me one.

[justicereigns]

[GLARES and grips the jitte hilt hard.]

Not on your life.

[Practically feral growl.]

[purpleshadeancient]

[That... makes him laugh a little at you, Smoker. How'dyou like that?]

Why so protective over something that's nothing more than reshaped metal? Even clothing is decorated with roughly the same. Though I suppose the seastone tip would raise the value some, but not enough to be so defensive of it.

[Humans make things so difficult. Siiiigh! He will rephrase his earlier question, then.]

Do you have a weapon that you don't have some strange sentiment attached to and could bear with parting for it for a few brief moments?

[Yes, now he's just making fun of you.]

[justicereigns]

No.

[Arm fold.]

[Mock him all you want, but you're creepy and he doesn't trust you and everyone keeps stealing and breaking his jitte and he neeeeeeds it.]

[purpleshadeancient]

[He gives an overly dramatic sigh, then produces a scimitar from out of apparently thin air.]

Very well, then. Since you're so focused on how your jitte is broken, let me show you.

[Snap. He breaks the thing right over his knee, then holds it out for Smoker to inspect from a distance -- completely and utterly broken, right in two.]

If the weapon is broken...

[Three glowing runes appear around his feet, each flashing in turn before the broken sword is bathed in and absorbs similarly-purple light. Once all the fireworks fade, Mantorok holds it out and flicks it to let Smoker see again; it's completely intact.]

It is repaired.

If the weapon is not broken...

[The same spell, the same light. This time, however, the sword is glowing purple and giving off a very definite presence.]

It becomes enchanted.

[justicereigns]

[A grunt.] So what does this have to do with my devil fruit?

[But he's a little interested.]

[purpleshadeancient]

Directly? Nothing. But it was this spell and the ability to use any others -- or create your own -- that I granted you so that you wouldn't be completely short-handed.

Physical objects, even possessing high emotional stakes, are mostly useless to me. A power or an ability such as your Devil Fruit is far more valuable.

[justicereigns]

All the more reason not to give it up without a fight.

[purpleshadeancient]

You're asking me to tell you what went on in your head, but as I already mentioned, I cannot comprehend humans.

I told you what I have already said. You agreed and gave up your Devil Fruit to me. I gave you the magic to fight.

The missing part is your own inner workings and thoughts, and those are thigns that even I cannot hope to grasp. Human motivations are only predictable up until it comes to "heroes" like you.

[Mantorok suddenly rubs his jaw some.]

Hm. You did punch me, though.

[justicereigns]

[....]

[Okay the punch gets a grin out of him. Sounds like him. Or Garp.]

[He snorts though.]

I'd rather keep my devil fruit than magic by someone else's power.

[purpleshadeancient]

Hm, well. Perhaps you'll discover what the you ahead of you did. Or perhaps you will change time.

Who knows?

[justicereigns]

I'm still not sure I'm interested, but we'll see.