Considering all the talk of pirate games, lately...

[grandlineswag]

[It's pretty clear that Crocodile thinks very carefully about any words he uses, considering how long he's taking that drag off his cigar.]

Hm. While I will admit that all of the excitement in the air has a certain pull to it, I'd suggest using a bit of caution. The last thing you need is to get in over your head, boy. We all know how that usually ends, don't we? A lot of pointless stress and meaningless talk, ending in you being no better off than before.

I'll not moor myself to a ship with no rudder to it. If you're truly going to do this, then get to it and stop second-guessing. I detest indecision almost as much as I do outright stupidity.

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[betterthanpanty]

Finally, a voice of reason amid the madness!

[There's no mistaking the relief in her voice - she really does feel as though she's the only sane person in a nuthouse.]

I don't suppose you'd be open to helping me with my mundane, would you? Mine doesn't seem to have the foggiest clue and you seem so...in control of yours.

[She's turned all her feminine charm on now - way to blame the mun for your restlessness, Scanty!!]

[grandlineswag]

[Crocodile is immune to feminine wiles, Scanty. This guy's got ice-water for blood.]

I've enough problems getting this one off his ass and in gear, what benefit is there for me to motivate yours?

[betterthanpanty]

[Well, that's annoying; she gives the slightest displeasured twitch, but maintains her ladylike composure. She's one hell of an actress.]

[If feminine wiles won't work, guess it's all business then!]

Well...there are advantages to having a Demon indebted to you, are there not?

[grandlineswag]

Are there? Do tell.

[betterthanpanty]

Oh come now, must I spell it out for you? You seem a smart enough man to be able to figure that out for yourself.

But, very well! It's not very ladylike to brag, but I suppose in this case I have no choice. You may be immune to the charms of a beautiful woman, but I assure you the same cannot be said for all men.

[HELL no. If it were, then she'd be out of a job.]

And Demon women have a distinct advantage in this regard: We're exotic, and as Demons it is our very nature to be irresistible to lure men to the gates of Hell, never to return.

Then of course there are...my particular talents. [She smirks, but refrains from continuing, lest she start babbling and bore the man to tears - to talk endlessly about oneself is rude, and against her rules.]

[grandlineswag]

If sex appeal is all it takes to topple empires and grab power, then Boa Hancock would have already taken control of the world's pirate fleets. The men of your world must be exceptionally weak-minded.

You have yet to offer me anything of interest. What other abilities do you possess?

[betterthanpanty]

I find most men in general to be weak-minded - though you seem to be a perplexing exception to this rule.

[She can't decide if this is good or bad...probably bad, she doesn't like her rules broken.]

My other abilities...they're a bit more difficult to describe. You might as well ask me how I breathe or move my arm. I possess abilities and attacks that can lay whole towns to waste, vanquish any foe.

[With the exception of Angels, but she won't mention that.]

Put simply, one of my abilities is that I'm an expert marksman with an......unexpected weapon.

[Because really, how many people can turn their thongs into guns? Surely he's never encountered that before...she's hoping.]

[grandlineswag]

Unexpected weapon?

[betterthanpanty]

Indeed...I don't suppose you'd care to see?

[She smirks, crossing her arms before her chest.]

[grandlineswag]

I suppose.

[betterthanpanty]

Very well.

[Considering sex appeal won't work on this one, she doesn't bother turning into her full demon form (complete with black leather attire). Scanty simply reaches up under her beige uniform skirt and hooks her thumbs around both pairs of panties she's wearing.]

[She's done this enough times that she easily tugs them off without flashing anyone. Once they're off Scanty concentrates her Demonic energy and her panties glow red before turning into a pair of black and gold pistols.]

Meet my Double Gold Lacytanga - these are weapons that no human can wield, no matter their skills.

[grandlineswag]

...Is this what passes for some sort of joke, where you're from?

[betterthanpanty]

[Scanty smirks, she should have expected that reaction.]

It's no joke, I assure you.

My Double Gold Lacytanga are no ordinary pistols. How to explain...hmm....

Certainly there are ghosts in your world, no? These pistols are capable not only of killing spirits, but they can also train them and make them unstoppable.

[Scanty smirks again, slightly more twisted in glee this time.]

These pistols are capable of killing Angels from Heaven as well.

[Not that she's ever accomplished this - but this is another fact she likes to ignore.]

[grandlineswag]

NEITHER of these things are prominent, where I am from. What you are describing it useless to me. I need overwhelming offensive capability capable of sweeping away opposing fleets, not tricks for killing ghosts and goblins.

[betterthanpanty]

...You don't think too quickly, do you.

[She sighs, concentrating her energy and absorbing it back, transforming her pistols into panties again and skillfully sliding back them back on under her skirt.]

Try to follow the breadcrumb trail, Hansel. If my Double Gold Lacytanga can do all of what I've just described to creatures of the supernatural, then imagine what they can do to ordinary mortals and objects!

[grandlineswag]

One does not automatically equal the other. You stated that you can lay towns to waste with a single attack. What proof do you have of this?

[betterthanpanty]

I never said with a single attack - but I do have the capability to lay towns to waste, as I said; I am no liar.

[Rule manipulator, yes. Liar, no.]

I can combine my Double Gold Lacytanga into virtually any projectile weapon I choose. Pistol, revolver, shotgun, cannon, the limit is my energy, which is virtually without limit.

But I have no proof of this on hand. Simply that I am a Demon, and as such I am far more powerful than any Human.

[This is a rule.]

[grandlineswag]

[Another deep drag from that stogie.]

I'm afraid I'll have to pass on your...generosity. I'm very selective about people I do business with, and I always do a lengthy background check.

I can't just take every oddly dressed ne'erdowell who thinks that they're the toughest person on the block. Do you have any idea how many people have tried to work for me and ended up a disappointment?

[betterthanpanty]

[Scanty twitches in displeasure again. Oddly dressed? She takes pride in her wardrobe! Though her beige uniform is not one of her favorites, it's a necessary staple in her closet.]

Well that's disappointing - but I do sympathize, good help does indeed seem hard to find these days.

[She can't count on two hands how many ghosts she's gone through trying to kill or otherwise humiliate those blasted Angels...]

Still, I can promise you that you won't find anyone as willing as I who has the talent and potential that I do. But, such is your decision - it's not ladylike to beat a dead horse.

[grandlineswag]

At least you have a certain amount of class, which is more than the kind of rabble I usually deal with has.

[betterthanpanty]

Of course! The Mayor's daughter has to be a lady of quality!

[This is another rule. She has lots...]

You don't seem like the kind of man who mingles with common thugs...what sort of business are you in, if I may ask?

[Because the golden claw for a hand is not a SCREAMING indicator or anything...]

[grandlineswag]

Let's see how adept you are at figuring things out. Take a guess.

[betterthanpanty]

Well to assume such things would indeed be rude! But I'll venture a guess, if that is what you wish.

You seem very articulate, but if you don't mind my saying so your appearance has all the makings of a man involved in some sort of crime syndicate. [The words "pot calling kettle black" come to mind here Scanty...]

[She tilts a brow, glancing to the hook]

...dare I say pirate, without sounding silly?

[grandlineswag]

How astute.

[betterthanpanty]

Now, now, the sarcasm's unnecessary!

I can take almost any form I please, so I know that to judge anything based on appearances alone is foolish. And you must admit that your vocabulary is much more vast than that of the average pirate, no?

[grandlineswag]

Knowledge has always been power, and I enjoy acquiring as much as possible.

[betterthanpanty]

An admirable trait, to be sure. I would presume then that the other pirates of your world are not like you?

[grandlineswag]

Some, but not many.

[betterthanpanty]

Ah, I see. Are there many pirates in your world?

[I don't know Scanty, how many fish are in the ocean...]

Do they just run about unchecked by any rules or military personnel?

[grandlineswag]

The Marines can be troublesome, but they lack a certain intelligence.

[betterthanpanty]

Really? All of them? Well that should make things easy for you then, shouldn't it?

[grandlineswag]

Their forces are vast, dim-witted as they may be.

[betterthanpanty]

Ah, hence why you asked for a weapon that can 'eliminate whole fleets' - makes sense. Unfortunately quantity does, on occasion, overpower quality.

[allendsmeat]

Yeah do it or don't do it. But you should do it because it's going to be fun. [nod. And even though he doesn't know it in his canon point, he does owe Crocodile a little. Enough to encourage this at any rate.]

[grandlineswag]

Fun? I think the two of us may have vastly different ideas of what "fun" is, Strawhat.

[fierybluebird]

That's ironic, coming from you.

So far as I'm concerned, your mun is the only one on the right track, so let him handle it, eh.

Unless you like going off course and crashing. Oh aye, I forgot. You do.

[And you know... welcome to the game and such!]