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Who: Smoker/Karen & Yachiru & Lavi & anyone else who sees them on deck and wants to interrupt/say hi/show up (tags added as anyone shows up)
What: Discussing her past
Why: Because he worries and she's upset-ish
Where: Main deck of the Lady Justice.
When: Late tonight-ish. (September 21st)
Rating: First thread PG-13, Second thread PG-ish, Third thread R. My bad.

Scrubbing the back of his neck with a palm, Smoker stomped the wooden deck with heavy booted heels. He was trying not to let it show how worried he'd been but a "talk" with uncertain parameters made him jumpy. "Karen," he greeted gruffly, voice sounding far more certain and assured than he actually felt. He didn't cross the remaining distance to stand by her side, instead running a gloved hand through wiry green-grey hair and drinking in the sight of her against the darkened ocean.

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Smoker blinked in surprised but quickly melted into her warm touch, tilting his head back against her knees and enjoying the feel of the tension being physically rubbed away.

"Hm," Smoker focused intently memorizing the names. "The shrine...? What does it do? Could it work here?" It sounded a little like the weapons stowed away in this world, hopefully never uncovered. "Stargazer?" He glanced up the stars himself, not sure what Sorata's title meant. "Wolves that fight demons... from such a young girl. Jyabura would probably like that. I suppose if she does show up the sub might be the first to know with the wolf pack they have there." Aoki, easy name to remember sounded like Aokiji but wind instead of ice.

"Kamui," Smoker chewed the ends of the cigars, tensing slightly again. If her leader showed up and didn't want to be near the marines, what would Karen do then? "Seems you both want to find him. The Kamui and Subaru you know are also brothers?"

Her skilled hands kneaded and gripped along his muscles, dipping under his jacket to touch bare skin. Her fingers felt like fire, her usual touch with him. "It has Holy powers. I'm afraid I don't know for sure since she keeps mostly to herself." She mused and leaned her head gently ontop of his. "They tell destiny in the stars." She explained and dropped a soft kiss to his forehead before continuing her work on his sore and tight muscles.

"That's the thing...Kamui in my world was an only child. Subaru had a sister to my knowledge, so to know they're now related...it's rather odd." She pouted.

"Mm," Smoker purred happily leaning closer and grinning softly at the kiss to his forehead.

"Very strange," Smoker agreed, reaching up to brush her soft cheek with a finger. "If they come here, Karen, any of them, I promise we'll find them." He paused uncertainly. Something she'd said before was still nagging him. "Kamui. You said he had to choose your fate or with the others? The other what, seals?"

Her fingers kneaded and moved down his back then back up to the base of his neck where she gripped firmly to his skin with her fire hot touches.

"Well..." She started and looked up to stare at the sky. "Kamui...is two people. His fate was in his own hands. With one Kamui comes a twin star. If the Kamui we knew wasn't going to lead us then he would of lead the others...known as the Seven Angels as well. We're the Seals, however, we are angels as well. It IS rather confusing at times. But- in The Book of Revelations, Judgment will be made by Angels. Seven seals are broken and the final battle commences. We're trying to prevent the seals, or markers in Tokyo from being destroyed...if a spirit Shield is destroyed, the one who makes the Shield dies as well...otherwise known as me and the others I named...With good comes evil. Two sides of the scale. Kamui just happened to pick our side instead of the others...who got the Other Kamui named Fuuma.." Her voice lowered, remembering the boy with sad eyes that died above her and for her by that man...

As the full meaning of the words hit him, Smoker growled low in his throat and turned around to join her on her step. He protectively put his arms around her shoulders and held her in close, appreciating the warmth. "The other angels want to start the end of the world?" He didn't let go, making sure she knew better than he'd be able to say that he wouldn't let that happen. Not here.

A blush streaked across her face when he held her with such protection. "Yes..they believe the Earth cries for a rebirth...I believe mankind can learn from their mistakes to make their futures beautiful." She confessed and glanced up at him with her chin resting on his chest.

"I agree with you," growled the marine, still holding her close and breathing in her scent. "Whether they will remains to be seen but so long as there is any good left, any innocent life then it's never worth scrapping." He bit down hard on his cigars reminded of Mello and Mirajane and Orphe's insistence that so long as any good remained in him it just needed to be brought to life. Noble and the marine was aware he couldn't do it, but noble nonetheless. Few pirates had any good left in them, much less a redeemable level and yet... And yet there were pirates like Straw-Hat who saved a country, defeated a man who should have been out of his league all for friendship. Who saved the life of an enemy just for being a 'good guy.' So long as men like that existed, the world was nowhere close to doomed.

"Mm. Angel? This Kamui... if he does come here, what will you want to do?"

"That...would be up to Kamui what we do. Here, we're no longer bound by our fate. I'll still protect Kamui with my life, but that doesn't put any less of a meaning on your life which is the most important to me." She said. Though the question made her tilt her head and shift so she could sideways slide in his lap and sit there. "Why do you ask?" She asked with a look of concern crossing her eyes while she stared up at him.

Smoker blushed furiously at that. That his life was the most important to her. She seemed so small. Was small actually, even more than Tashigi, so he held her close, leaning his neck and chin over her shoulder so while she still might feel the heat of his blush at least it wouldn't be as visible. "I don't want you to go," he mumbled softly, ears flushing to join the rest of his face. It was childish and selfish but he couldn't help it. "I want to be the one to protect you," he declared stubbornly. "My job, my responsibility." He trailed off into gruff mumbles again, "I don't want to lose you."

Another deep blush stained her cheeks, probably as warm and deep in colour to match his. Her hands ran along his arms and she leaned back against him, nudging her head softly against his. "When I...was little. My mother would protect me from cults that would try to take me away...however, she always said that I was a devil child...And in those times, especially after she was killed by a truck, I believed that no one would ever cry for me when I died...My mother thought I was never worth it..." She confessed, hating her own past and hating to admit it to him. But with words that he gave her, her heart felt on fire with the extent that he trusted and wanted her. "I always thought I'd be lonely forever but then- I met you." She glanced back at him over her shoulder shyly.

Freezing in his tracks, Smoker somehow manages to tighten his grip around her even more. "Karen, angel..." there was a hard lump in his throat. Anger and resentment with a world that would do such a thing to an amazing child, frustration that he couldn't do anything to change it just continue trying to prevent it happening to others and sheer amazement that in spite of things like that she still believed in the good of mankind. Smart enough to know when dangerous men were evil and pure enough to wish them better anyway. "I'll always want to keep you. As long as you let me." Even if she didn't let him, he'd probably want her anyway even if he didn't do anything about it.

"You're incredible," he rubbed a scruffy unshaven cheek against hers. "You're brilliant, you're sweet, beautiful, perfect in ways I can't even..." He took a deep breath, breathing her in. "More than I deserve. I'll never want to lose you. And everything that happened before..." his hands tightened around her, "I can't change it but I'll make your future better. I promise. Because that's the least you deserve." And even just trying would make him happier. He wasn't used to being happy. It came in fleeting moments at best and it wasn't something he tried to have happen. Still, around Karen it seemed okay to be happy. As though he didn't have to choose justice with misery at the same time.

"Kids here who grow up with devil fruit powers are always called monsters for their abilities. Too many humans fearing that which they can't understand, what they won't understand," he growled. It wasn't just kids of course. Tashigi still got upset and no matter how she tried to hide it, it was over some petty attempt to defend him to someone calling him a monster again. He didn't give a damn what others thought but she still did. "I love your fire," he reached out with small white strips of smoke, teasing her hands. "And you'll always be an angel to me."

Karen just stared at him as he touched her and touched her. Every touch sent sparks to her heart. Every notion made her blush and everyone word made her fall more and more for this man. Memories came back from their first meeting and the time in the booth where their tension had started. Then it sparked and flared into something deeper and more romantic.

"And I love you." She whispered and leaned up to capture his lips with hers, hands resting on the sides of his scruffy face and she pulled him closer to her.

Smoker blushed all over again, kissing her back roughly but with a small soft smile. "Love you too," he grumbled hoarsely, embarrassed as always with actually saying it.

She blinked and smiled, nuzzling her head against his. "What was that?" She teased quietly.

That just made the blush even worse. "Love you too," he growled grumpily biting an earlobe in protest. "Evil angel."

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