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[Ah, Smoker. If only you knew the half of it!]

I'm damn flexible, remember? Cuffs can be used for more than law enforcement, you know.

Seriously, though? Good or bad, it's there--whatever it is. You have nothing but time to deal with it here, so maybe you and him can figure things out eventually.

Edited 2012-02-22 02:12 (UTC)

[Sadly that one doesn't get a shudder from Smoker. Handcuffs play? Whatever, child's games. ~~Smoker is sadly better with kinks than regular sex... And we have threads to prove it.~~]

Maybe. I guess he wasn't completely uninterested.

Even if it was just this one time? It would be hard not to be a little interested!

[Don't worry Smoker. He plays with many women, but he really likes those who can break him in half. Which, unfortunately, you fit into perfectly right now.]

[Fuck his life. Luckily, he's dense like a brick.]

Great thank you for that. I meant after I'm back to normal. There's no one else I can try to go all smoke against and still have them fight back in the same way.

[The proof that Smoker is indeed dense got him laughing--regrettably. It was worth it though, if only for the deadpan tone and the irritable expression.

He came down here to train too. Go fig.]

Well--guess this means you have a loose end then!

Hn.... Unacceptable.

I won't accept a failure even in this.

[Yeah. Laughing hurt. He was gonna go home and sleep or something at this rate--and he'd barely done anything yet!]

We're alike in not accepting things then. You've got plenty of time to make it not a failure though, however you can make that work.

Exactly.

[Although Smoker's a little hesitant. Would that mean shifting his priorities? Straw Hat was number one, but in this world where he made no effort to arrest him... then again if he just wanted to make sure the brat wasn't doing anything unusual, his big brother would be the first to notice. Hm.]

So other than getting stronger health wise and kickboxing, what are your plans for keeping busy?

[The conversation was getting a little heavy for his tastes anyway--Lupin was glad to change topic, even if this subject was no more certain than the others.]

Haahh, hell if I know. I was thinking on trying to find a violin to mess with or something. It's been a while.

You play an instrument? You know if you're not on bad terms with Ginia, she sings or plays piano at the nightclub of hers. She probably would appreciate an accompaniment.

Ginia and I have a strange little chemistry. [Yes, he's going back to that,] But we haven't spoken much since her Giles got sent home.

He didn't like me. Thought I was gonna steal her away or something. [he shrugs at this, as if it were just useless little details that didn't matter much in the long term.]

But yeah. I can play the violin. I don't do it often, so I don't know how well up to snuff I am by performance standards. [He says that, but he did once defeat a psycho composer at his own game.] I was just thinking out loud, really. It's a possiblity.

I thought you had a girlfriend. And Ginia isn't the type to be stolen. [Oh god Lupin, so help you if you put the moves on his Tashigi!like friend he will show you a world of pain.]

Not that Giles likes many people. [Smoker assumes, thanks to Grell. Though Smoker and Giles had a cordial shrug and passive acceptance relationship, they didn't actually get to talk much.]

Well, as they say, practice makes perfect. We can focus on kicking techniques. Leave your hands safe for violin, and it's easier to avoid screwing up your ribs worse than with a punch or throw. [And it would keep Lupin's fingers safe for sleights of hand, though Smoker wasn't going to EVER admit he'd taken that into consideration for the thief's benefit.]

It's complicated-in a different way than your complicated. [In his mind are the repeated thoughts of oh god, not another!] I'm keeping my hands off her anyway--we get along too well. It would never work for anything long term or serious.

[It was partly for Giles' sake that he made that decision too, not that anyone but Giles himself knew that. With him gone, the secret was safe for the moment.] We actually got to be on okay terms there, Giles and I. He's another person I willingly told my ideas to, and there haven't been too many that I have.

[If he knew of Smoker's consideration, he'd be grateful. He doesn't, however, and so he watches Smoker curiosly]
That...sounds pretty reasonable actually. Violin might be a little more acceptable for now than stacking matchsticks or making pepper bombs anyway. Less stares. Less questions. [a pause.] I still can't see why people are afraid of you, Cap'. You're a reasonable guy. We need more guys like you around here.

Duly noted.

[Oh. God. Lupin... why would you compliment him? And say he's not scary? HE LIKES BEING SCARY. Also way to sound way too much like Straw Hat for his comfort there. So quick as a flash, Smoker takes his jitte and rams it hard on the toes of one of Lupin's foot. It's not as bone-crushing as in his full form or if was standing, but it's enough to make stubbing a toe seem like a nice massage in comparison.]

So long as you're not horrible I'm sure your neighbors will appreciate it too. [Red ears. Must tsun more! And an annoyed growl.] I'll have you know I'm very intimidating punk. Just because you're too much like Straw Hat to have sense doesn't mean the others aren't.

[Jitte+Foot=PAIN!!] Heeeeeyyyy~

[That's his only protest as he clutches his foot, letting the torrent of tsun fall onto his ears. The anger is only delightfully cute with Smoker as a woman--otherwise, it would likely be intimidating.

It's still not scary, though.

He still grins that infamous wolf grin seconds later, despite the pain in his foot.]

Maybe not 'having the sense' just means we can actually get things done, Cap'. It's not a bad thing. It just helps some people do what they do better.

Tsk. [Outwardly ignores the pain, but he's pleased B)] So I seem to recall, though that usually applies to a specific set of people in my world.

Unless you secretly have a middle initial D. hidden away in your name somewhere.

[That was a nonsequiter. Have a blank stare.]

...what does that have anything to do with anything?

That's the people it applies to in my world. Gol D. Roger, Monkey D. Luffy, Portgas D. Ace, Monkey D. Dragon. And so on.

Ahh~, I see. Nope, sorry to disappoint. There's no D. in my name.

I'm not disappointed.

[If anything, he's more relieved, but he suspects it doesn't mean much for other worlds.] Besides, to my knowledge you don't eat enough to break world records. [Since Garp broke the record for donut eating and Smoker has had the misfortune of seeing Luffy and Ace eat :| AND Blackbeard in Luceti...]

How's your foot?

[What a wierd crowd...]

I don't think I want to know why hot dog eating contests are important. Sounds like they need a better hobby.

...and it's not broken, though that jitte makes me glad Pops only uses the cuffs when we're running around.

Tell that to Straw-Hat. It's only because of his weakling chef that he doesn't eat all of the meat here.

And his grandfather broke the donut eating contest. And crackers. And tea. The marines have some strange people in it.

[Smirks at the bit about his jitte.] And this isn't even my seastone tipped one. Harder than diamonds.

....I'm thinking I'll stick with the nice people at Interpol, thanks. At least they have understandable, if more annoying, quirks.

[He stares at Smoker at this, curious about the seastone in general but not wanting to break his hands.]

I'll be sure to not give you reason to use your normal one, then.

[That would be best Lupin, if you touch his seastone, he will break bones.]

That'd be for the best thief.

And your world does seem a lot more normal than mine. The people in it certainly do. [He says even though he thinks Lupin is kind of nuts, if Lupin is the Luffy of the world, he's a lot milder.]

[...huh. Was that Smoker being a little nice there?]

When the worst I need to deal with are sociopaths who went nuts and got their hands on some nasty tech? Yeah, that is more 'normal', compared to a place where everyone and their dog can have super powers or something wacky.

Yeah, there's corruption, but that's everywhere. I wouldn't trade it for anything.

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