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[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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[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.]

[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.]

[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.]

[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.

[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.

[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?

[ :| face forever]

You assume he ever bothered setting foot in a library.

[Robin gestures toward the door. This is not about her former boss, nor is it up for negotiation.]

[Coolly arches an eyebrow waiting for her to leave first.]

[Sadly, Robin can't read Smoker's mind. She's not just going to walk away when he hasn't taken his smoggy self outside yet.

.... Any day now, Smokey.]

I'm not leaving pirate.

Oils on people's fingers are more damaging than my smoke, and these books are already preserved by some Luceti methods probably involving some weird magic from this place.

So leave my cigars the hell alone unless you want to get strung up in a tree by seastone handcuffs.

Edited 2010-11-22 12:35 (UTC)

Kindly leave them outside the library, then, and you'll lose less of them.

No.

And don't tell me what to do.

[Well. Obviously the diplomatic route isn't working.

Fine, then.]

Such a gentleman. Do all Marines exhibit the maturity of a twelve year old?

[And those smooshed cigars he's been grinding between his teeth? They're now being yanked out of his mouth by an arm that sticks out of his chest.]

[With that, any and all of his attempts at patience are completely lost, he just takes the jitte out and aims the seastone tip at her throat with a low growl and glare.]

No, most display far less. I'm sure Aokiji wouldn't have put up with this much nonsense by now and Akainu would have burnt the building down, power cap or not. For someone who should be avoiding marine attention, you're doing a fantastic job of drawing it Nico Robin. Some new death wish?

Hardly.

[Epic disarm in 3, 2, 1. She's a pro at this bit.]

Don't point that dangerous thing at me.

[Punches!]

For the last time, don't tell me what to do!

[That's a heck of an impact. Before it's fully registered, Robin finds she's on the ground, a snarling Marine coming after her, and fast. She barely had time to roll under a table, pop up on the other side, and summon a hand out of his back to grab a fistful of hair and pull. She began to edge around toward the door, intending to lead him out as quickly as she could.]

Che... [Snarls and tries to use a white snake to at least grab his jitte and bring it closer, this time planning to keep both hands on the grip. Normally he'd hold his distance, but since that's entirely to Robin's advantage he'll just have to get the seastone on her.]

[The White Hunter. Animalistic. Fights instinctively. What happens when you turn your back on a wild dog? Robin hopped over a chair, bringing herself closer to his reach than she ought, but also giving herself a clear shot for the door. She willed a reckless smile to spread across her lips as another appendage appeared just long enough to slap his face smartly.]

Seems the White Hunter isn't all his reputation's made him out to be.

[Robin turned and ran for the door.]

[Sure he knows he's being baited, but being left to grump in the library while still getting slapped isn't exactly appealing so he's just tearing off her like a wild dog.]

[SUCCESS!!! Robin burst out of the library and into the snowbound village, the crisp air almost strangling her as her body worked to adjust.

Now, how to not die? Sanji's diner would be just around the corner, but she didn't feel like completely running away. Sadly, the water fountain was iced over, otherwise she'd work to dump him in there and let some passer-by fish him out. Redirect his anger, then? That may work, given she could find a suitable secondary target.

Her mind still scrambling to find a solution, she turned to face him. Even the best laid plans would do no good if he were to catch her from behind.

Robin sure missed her coat.]

[Silly women and forgetting important things like that. Smoker meanwhile just swings the jitte violently with all intents and purposes of pinning her down and stringing her up in handcuffs.]

[AU!Fail ninja!Luffy's voice is going to echo through the air, but he's not seen. Not just yet]

Tiger, shark, lion, ox, bird, pig, sheep, rat, dragon, turtle, wolf!

[And BAMF, suddenly Luffy is flying towards Smoker's skull with a somersault kick headed towards his face. It's actually.. kind of a weak kick, but GUESS WHAT SMOKER!? He can actually hit you now. Yeah, he has some awesome Ninja haki thing going on. And he's incredibly fast.]

GALE: Rising Sun of Animal Formation in the Heat of Tension!!!

[Robin did her best to duck out of the way of Smoker's weapon, winding up doing a somersault in the snow (dangit, freezing and wet now, awesome). When Luffy shows up, calling out strange moves, she just stands where she is, stunned.]

Lu- LUFFY!!!

[Hm. Nico Robin or Straw-hat. Nico Robin or Straw-Hat. Of course using a White Out he could grab both, but that's a lot harder in Luceti and if Straw-hat's slightly (or more) mastered haki, that's going to be a pain to deal with, not to mention it's that much harder, rather impossible, to use the seastone. In the end though, Smoker's eternal tunnel vision wins out. So with one last swipe at Robin's head, he's aiming a White Launcher at Straw-Hat. Because obviously Robin pestering Smoker is her captain's fault.]

STRAW-HAT!!!! [Sound familiar ninja!Luffy?]

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