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ooc: OPEN LOG karaoke fun come join if you're inclined

Who: Anyone who feels like stopping by + Smoker
Where: Karaoke Bar on Shambun Island (Rinali's fall island) If you know OP canon songs, feel free to use them or drinking songs but I think it's safe to assume this bar gets other-world patrons so our world songs are a go for IC.
Why: Smoker is stuck waiting for an informant and I enjoy torturing him~ Also come sing karaoke at him. It's fun. I promise.
When: Sometime between August 30th and when he gets chibi'ed.
Rating: Well it's open so I'll edit if something happens. Feel free to do NC17 stuff with each other or something idek. I'll just stalk.

Smoker threw his head back on the edge of the red cushion of the booth seating, a small cloud of smoke hovering above his head in his irritation. Some idiot was blaring Jolly Roger and attempting to croon despite the drunk stupor giving the moron the wrong notes. Great. Just what he needed. His favorite song in the world. And here he'd been appreciating that he hadn't heard it since leaving Loguetown. So much for that, this was the 5th time tonight in the last three hours. If the marine informant didn't show up soon ~~Captain~~ Commodore Smoker was going to break some legs. In a more literal than luck sense.

"Another rum honey?" the blonde waitress asked with a soft smile despite the proximity to a No-Smoking area.

"Yeah that's fine, thanks," the marine growled. Drinking alone was fine with him but there wasn't much to remove the irritation of the singing other than alcohol. Probably why they HAD the karaoke at the bar. Great. He rubbed his temples and prayed for a change of pace in music selection.

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A faint laugh escaped her deep painted lips and she leaned forward, delicatly placing her hand on his thigh as she stared straight up at him. "Perhaps you should show the no-tones how to really sing then~?" She teased, somewhat wanting to see the Hunter go up and sing.

His last words made her tilt her head curiously and draw her hand back from his thigh to her lap. "Waiting for someone? Information I assume?" She asked with a faint squint. A hunter in a no doubt pirate bar waiting for someone. Well now all they needed was a well placed thrown object for this place to turn into one of those Hollywood bar brawls.

Pulse quickening at the light touch on his thigh, Smoker inhaled more of the soothing smoke before it left again. "I don't sing," he scoffed with a soft chuckle.

He was a little surprised by how quick she jumped to informant instead of say a girlfriend but appreciative of the quick-thinking assessment on her part. A small grunt, "Hm, yeah. Been tracking a set of pirates for awhile and supposedly this 'friend' knows where they're going next. Makes it easier if one can just wait them out." He tapped his fingers idly on the back of the chair in time with the song. "What about you? You here because you like singing?"

She rest her elbow on the table and rolled her wrist idly, more so out of habit she paid no mind to. A small flame danced in her palm and rolled around the back of her hand and spanned to her fingertips, lighting her face in a soft orange glow. "Hm hm. Well I suppose patience is a virtue when waiting to bring pirates to justice." She mused then tilt her head, peeking over at him from the corner of her eyes. "Gathering my own information about this place~ I'm afraid I don't sing either."

The White Hunter kept an eye warily on the flames playing across her hand, she was certainly adept with them if nothing else. No worries that she'd be careless then. "And here I thought all angels sang," he quipped easily before reaching into pockets for a fresh pair of cigars. "Any useful information yet?" He still sounded completely casual, as if he was asking about whether she enjoyed the mild weather but his eyes narrowed in focus momentarily.

"I'm more of a healing angel~" She teased back to him. She stared s he brought out his cigars and shook her head. "Nothing short of things I already knew." She pouted but then pursed her lips in a playful smile.

She leaned forward again, her hand not holding her flames resting back on his thigh as her other hand diminished the flames and playfully plucked one cigar from his mouth. She let it rest past deep painted lips and lit it for him with her fingertips, taking a small and hardly noticeable puff before offering it back to Smoker, repeating with the second cigar.

Arching an eyebrow again, Smoker grinned in amusement at the lit cigars. Something Hina used to do except not with her hands. "And here I thought you were a fire angel," he grinned wider. "Pity about the information. Or lack thereof. Maybe I can help?" He leaned back again, ears perked to listen.

"I guess I'm both~" She purred to him and leaned back, crossing one leg over the other. She tapped her lip and thought on that before she simply smiled up at him. "I'll let you know if you can~"

"They do say fires can be cleansing," he reasoned in return. "Hm. Good. Of course if you don't know where to track me down you might want to ask now." He flagged down the waitress and ordered another rum. "Anything I can get you?" he turned to Karen.

She looked up at the waitress she stole the rum from and winked playfully to her before she looked back at Smoker. "I'm good, thank you~. A little alcohol and who knows what I might do." She teased and leaned back in the booth seat. As for having to find him. She slyly smiled and stole another glance. "Ask to track you down~? What fun is that. I'll just have to trust my instinct."

"Suit yourself," Smoker shrugged in response to the declined offer. As the waitress scurried off Smoker tilted his head again, "Oh? And are your instincts that good?"

A soft giggle escaped her lips. "I like to think they are~ In my line of work you somewhat need them to survive." She mused with a wag of her finger playfully at him.

"As a masseuse? Really? Hm. I had no idea," he mused distractedly. He began rubbing his temples again, some idiot was playing Evil Woman and the dance moves alone were cringeworthy.

"And an angel. We're sort of...hunted by other Seals." She sighed and looked down. That boy...Nataku... He was one of their enemies but- he tried everything in his power to save her before he was killed...

"It's a cruel fate."

Smoker tensed at that, barely perceptible until he sat up straight, teeth grinding on cigars sharply. Being hunted reminded him a little too sharply of some of the enemies he faced himself. "People with power are rarely regarded as even being human sometimes. Not even that," he growled. He folded his arms in front of him on the table, regarding her intently, "You worried about being hunted even here?"

"A bit. Kill one of us and the fate of humanity is written in blood rather than redemption." She sighed before she glanced up at him at that growl.

Her head cocked to the side and she leaned dangerously close to him, staring up at him with goldenrod eyes. "Are you worried?"

At her sudden proximity Smoker froze, letting go of some of the anger but still tense. "Yes," he replied evenly over the cigars. "Only people who should be hunted are criminals; those against justice." He made the mistake of looking evenly into those beautiful eyes and his own expression softened some in return. "Where will you go here?" His mouth was dry but it was important. He couldn't ask her to stay on his ship unless she wanted to and with the fire could probably take care of herself but it didn't seem right.

She didn't lean back. She merely folded her arms across his strong chest and leaned against him much like a cat would on its master. "I'm unsure...I may keep a low profile. I may just...building leap. Should someone from my world appear that's...not exactly a friendly face, well then- I'll do what I can to bring them to justice. Even if I die." She said with a matter of fact resolution in her tone. "It's awfully sweet of you to worry though~"

Smoker blinked at her reaction but recovered quickly and put a gloved hand on her spine supportively. "Join the marines," he growled. It sounded more like an order even if he meant it as a suggestion. "On this ocean; the Grand Line, being alone will get you killed even if not from your old enemies. Justice is what we do. Protect people, stop the world from blowing up from pirates or worse. At least you'll have someone guarding your back. And access to some of the best information gatherers in the world. If someone you know shows up, the marines and world government will probably be the first to know."

She curved her back just a bit when he touched her spine, smiling sweetly all the while, even at the 'command'. Joining the Marines might be a good idea..even if she wasn't really a military girl. She let her chin rest on his chest and stared up at him through her lashes. "Mm? Someone guarding my back...now is that someone back there at the ship or someone right here?" She asked while she walked her fingers up his bare skin on his chest.

"Worse comes to, you could join as a nurse," Smoker reminded. "Hm, depends on what you want," he grinned deviously. "I have a few capable officers on my ship that could probably keep you safe. When they aren't tripping over their own swords."

"And here I thought I'd get the top dog protecting me~" She teased at him before her fingers crawled up over his jaw and plucked the cigars from his lips.

She leaned in and brushed her lips along his then leaned back, offering his cigars back to him. "I'll consider. Living as a nurse would be much better than living alone."

Taking his cigars back after they were momentarily stolen, Smoker returned to sucking on them, smiling smugly to himself. "I'm a busy man," he continued joking, "But I should be able to work in something or other for a fiery healing angel." His ears pinkened slightly at the kiss in a public place but it was dark so no one probably noticed.

"Careful, I may get lonely and find myself in your bed just to make you angry." She smiled and crossed her arms on the table, glancing up at him. Were his ears pink? The urge to play more with him made her smile, but for now she played nice and kept to herself..as much as she has thus far.

"And what makes you think that would make me angry?" Smoker grinned back, evil smirk widening, "I'd just toss you out into the cold hallway like a lost kitten." Despite the threat he kept his arm around her, close enough to breathe in the flowery scent on top of the smoke.

"Oh ho~ not a fan of kittens?~" A smirk crossed her lips and she snagged his jacket collar and quickly pulled him down ontop of her as she fell back onto the seat of the booth with him over her. "But wouldn't this be so much more comfortable?" She teased wondering his reaction but knowing it was thankfully dark enough for no one to really question what was going on.

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ooc: Evil Woman by ELO

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