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[justicereigns]

[The bibliophiles who frequent the library nearly 24/7 may notice an unusual addition to their numbers. Especially since despite being in a library surrounded by books that could go up in flames rather easily, he doesn't stop smoking. Ever. Not even the two cigars at once. And any protests about this will generally be met with a steely glare and impervious silence. For a while he was trying to get info on magic, but since these books tend to be more highly sought after and Smoker wasn't having much luck with it, he's currently hoarding a small stockpile of books on politics, military tactics, history, and apparently crime novels -- about which he has a grip to ask (quietly) out loud into the journal.]

Is it possible to have gone through all the mystery novels in this place?

And does anyone have something with more actual mystery to it? These are pretty weak. Damn what I wouldn't give for a daily newspaper.

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[history-pirate.livejournal.com]

[Hum de dum, happily reading away. What is that smell? Who started a fire in the library? Alright, so it's cold out, but still...]

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[history-pirate.livejournal.com]

[Oh, it's that old man over there. With a Marine jacket...]

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[history-pirate.livejournal.com]

[.... and double cigars.]

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[history-pirate.livejournal.com]

[Forget the fact that he might look a little bit like that buffoon from Arabasta who got himself caught with the Strawhats in a seastone cage...

Smoke does not mix well with old, fragile books. Or books that one day will be old and fragile.]

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[history-pirate.livejournal.com]

[This blatant disrespect for the printed word cannot be tolerated.]

[Action] done >.>

[history-pirate.livejournal.com]

[So Smoker may find his cigars suddenly and inexplicably snatched out of his mouth. Not gently. With naught but the hint of floral smell tainting the air, and the feeling that someone nearby is glaring veritable daggers at the back of his head.]

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[justicereigns]

[Aside from some embarrassed flailing to try to grab them back and then a dog-chasing-tail reaction to find the poltergeist, Smoker GLARES all around and then narrows eyes with a quiet growl. Fine. Assuming it was a freak incident with say kids playing with magic, he'll just have to set up a trap to make them do it again and reveal themselves. Ergo, Smoker stubbornly lights up again. Go on. He dares you to stop him. He'll chew fingers off. Seriously.]

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[history-pirate.livejournal.com]

[She isn't concerned. His ability is limited, too.]

Typical. Marines never do show history the proper respect.

[Have the new cigars smashed up into his face. Robin is standing now, arms crossed under her chest.]

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[justicereigns]

[He's inches away from taking the jitte out and smacking her with it, getting enough cigars in this place, is a LOT harder thanks. For now he's hanging onto some very little restraint by gritting teeth hard.]

Funny. [Growls.] I don't remember setting any books on fire recently, which can hardly be said for pirates.

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[history-pirate.livejournal.com]

[Yup, it's definitely the mook from Arabasta. Seems he had some sort of Devil's Fruit power.

Ah yes. Smoke.

Of course.]

Air pollution is known to speed up the decomposition of sensitive organic materials. Like the paper in books, or scrolls. Please take your chemically laced particulate matter outside.

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[justicereigns]

[Grinds teeth hard.]

Do NOT make the mistake of thinking you can tell me what to do pirate. Did you inform Crocodile of his need to put out his cigars as well?

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[flameschanged.livejournal.com]

[Hi, Smoker. I'm a lone wolf turned child who has also caught a bad case of teleporting. Because being lost and confused isn't enough.

Ikki finds himself suddenly surrounded by books and in front of a giant man who is smoking a lot.]

...Hey! When did you get here?!

[Missing the point that it's him the one who suddenly went somewhere.]

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[justicereigns]

A couple hours ago. How about you?

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[flameschanged.livejournal.com]

[... That's a good question.]

I think I was here already. I was walking in the snow.

[Looking down, nope, no snow here. What.]

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[justicereigns]

This is the library kiddo.

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[flameschanged.livejournal.com]

You don't look like a library worker.

[Frown, he knows this is a library. Just... Not how he got here.]

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[justicereigns]

I'm not. I've been reading.

Are you lost?

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[flameschanged.livejournal.com]

[The question, innocent and natural, makes Ikki defensive. It's the man's size and general air, reminds him of those that brought him to the orphanage to begin with the first time.]

What if I am?

[Asked sharply, almost challenging.]

[1week-warlock.livejournal.com]

... Normally, I'd say no, it's not possible. But you seem to have managed it.

[justicereigns]

Just my luck. [Annoyed impatient growl.]

[1week-warlock.livejournal.com]

Perhaps you should change genres.

[justicereigns]

I was working on the non-fiction, but this whole magic thing... [Sigh. He doesn't get it. And he hates admitting such.]

[1week-warlock.livejournal.com]

Why not try science fiction?

[justicereigns]

Science fiction?

[1week-warlock.livejournal.com]

Yes. Science fiction.