justicereigns: (paladin stare: repent your sins!)
[There is absolutely no preamble to this, Smoker just jumps straight into what he considers the most important part in his usual growling tone. And he might be a little extra ticked off with his justice bro being gone. So there's that.]

I'm not sure which of you idiot pirates has my cuffs or what you're planning to do with them, but rest assured if I do not get them returned immediately, I will hunt you down to find them. And I will not be happy when I do. [He says like he's ever happy.]

For the rest of Luceti, welcome new feathers.

My name is Smoker and I'm still offering a variety of self defense classes outside the barracks daily, rain or shine. Jitte, kickboxing, it doesn't matter if you have no experience, if you want to learn you can stop by. Just because you're stuck here doesn't mean you can't keep getting stronger.

[And just like that he slams the journal shut, back to practicing jitte over by the barracks if someone wants to find him in person. He'll also be at the bar later that night drinking alone and looking grumpy.]

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Apr. 18th, 2010 02:59 pm
justicereigns: (Grumpy)
[Smoker is wandering around the forest, still in just the pants, having not been able to find his jacket or remaining items yet. He's not completely sure where to go and has yet to find the actual town. He's grumpy, stomping on the forest floor and not too thrilled about the wings. Still, he'd probably appreciate a little bit of help. Or he might get mad at pirates. Whichever.]

Damn it! [Growls and kicks a fallen tree branch. Well, no one said he was polite, even alone.]

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