ooc: OPEN LOG Water 7, anyone who wants in is welcome

[justicereigns]

Who: Anyone/Everyone/whoever
Where: Water 7 and/or the train
Why: Jensu asked and I love logs so I'm an easy sell
What: Exploring, rooftop jumping, watching docksmen, drinking, whatever you feel like
When: VAGUELY SOMETIME IN NOVEMBER :| Plot holes = yay (Smoker at least is somewhere after Thursday and I have to talk to Tyr again heh)
Rating: Seriously there are non-R Smoker/Karen logs but... this is not one of them XD



Smoker wearily climbed the stairs, on his way back to the hotel room. Chasing after Fiyero had taken longer than he'd hoped and he still had friends visiting to at least greet. Mostly he just wanted to crawl into bed with Karen and sleep for the next twenty-four hours. Still he took the time to look around at the city. It was a beautiful city really. The water was a bit much but it reflected nicely and red tile rooftops sparkled in the sunlight in stark contrast with the blue waters. Maybe if there was time he'd take Karen out jumping rooftops at night.

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[erasedpages.livejournal.com]

Lavi tilts his head in the slightest as an act of curiosity. Perhaps he'll ask about it some other time. "Right, we're also from the same world," he responds, adding a nod.

[zenigata-icpo.livejournal.com]

After several clicks, Zenigata frowned. His lighter was out of lighting fluid. Slightly irritated, he pocketed it as his unlit cigarette remained between his teeth. "Interesting," He replied, reminding himself mentally to look to see if they had lighter fluid at the shops here. "Are all the members here on the Lady Justice from different worlds?"

ooc: Tashigi isn't played by anyone though so she's in background

[justicereigns]

Smoker casually flicked out his own lighter and lit the cigarette with an arched eyebrow. Disadvantages to arriving in a new world with only what you brought along.

"Most of them are from the East Blue, my home ocean. This world," Smoker clarified. "Tashigi grew up there same as I did. Allen, Lavi, Karen, and a few others are from different worlds though."

OOC: Gotcha, and wb Smoker! =D

[zenigata-icpo.livejournal.com]

A click interrupted them, as Smoker held out his own lighter to the Inspector. Smoke unfurled from his bottom lip as Zenigata looked to the captain. "Thanks. I'll have to get another one in town."

After a long drag, He looked up at Smoker again. "How many of use make up the Lady Justice now?" He asked, wondering how many questions he had raised since he had arrived. He hoped he didn't come off sounding like a curious kid, bugging an adult about why the sky was blue and if ants had ears or something.

ooc: he's just been watching and keeping an eye on things, biding his time <3

[justicereigns]

"A little over two hundred, plus the non-militia," Smoker answered simply glancing at Lavi with an unvoiced question.

Re: ooc: he's just been watching and keeping an eye on things, biding his time <3

[zenigata-icpo.livejournal.com]

'Over 200? Damn, that's a lot of people.' Then, Zenigata reminded himself that he was in the marines now. Hell, that might even be chump change compared to other fleets that could be out there in the Grand Line. While he still felt like a cop, the Inspector had to convince himself that he was going to be a man of the sea soon and that he'll need to get used to life on the ocean; that is, until he could find Lupin and get back to Tokyo. Even if he was going to start raising sails and swabbing decks, he sure as hell wasn't going to give up on arresting that French prick.

"Well, I should be getting cleaned up then." He said, nodding to Lavi and then saluting to Smoker. "Thank you again, Smoker sir! If I may ask one last question, what hotel are we staying at?"

[justicereigns]

"Mizu Mizu Canal by the Bay. Ask for the one all the marines are staying at," Smoker answered with a rare smile.

[zenigata-icpo.livejournal.com]

The inspector smiled back. "Mizu Mizu Canal, got it." With that, Zenigata saluted again and left, walking along the cobbled streets and breathing in the salty air from the bay with his hands stuffed into his pockets. Getting used to this might not be so difficult after all.