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

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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Upon arriving, Karen broken away from the busy bodies around the ship and the area to explore on her own a bit and possibly find something sweet for Smoker and Allen and Nataku. Karen was still amazed that the boy from her world was here. They had been on opposing sides but that seemed to not stop them from blossoming a sort of Mother Hen and baby chick relationship.

The area was vastly large with buildings that seemed easy to go from one to the other.

So there she sat. On one of the light fixtures that looked over the buildings, her black dress tassels flapping around her black stocking clad legs as she looked out over the ocean. The deep blue reflected so perfectly on the sky backdrop and the salty sea air seemed to fill the wind as it blew past and tossed soft locks of hair. "So pretty~"

Smoker glanced up to see his ~~girlfriend~~ wait yes, girlfriend, sitting on a lamp top. He stared for a couple of moments thoroughly impressed. Just like stacking rocks, she was a natural at it. Her powers of balance were amazing to say the least. Only half thinking about it Smoker checked with a small glance over her back looking for hidden wings. "Hey Angel, don't fall," he called up softly.

Breaking from her daze, Karen looked around for the source of the noise and that familiar gruffy voice.

Looking down, she saw the mesh of smoke from his cigars along with that familiar off green hair. A small smile painted her lips as she tilted her head and offered a wave to him. "Fancy seeing you out and about." She called to him before she stood carefully.

Hopping onto the pole of the light fixture, she bounded from there to the side flat area of the building then back down to the ground where Smoker rest. As she fell it was like time had stood still and gravity coaxed her down gently. She landed with a click of her heels and smiled up at him, tilting her head. "Come to hunt me?"

The marine had been all set to catch her but merely watched her graceful descent instead. If she didn't have wings, they sure seemed to be there invisibly. "Just got back from hunting my own crew," Fiyero had gone on his own but he had asked for extended leave and to be spying on other crews and still in the marines so as far as Smoker was concerned, he was part of the crew. "Actually feeling a little tired." It was strange to admit that to anyone. Smoker did get worn down and needed a rest, devil fruit monster or not he was still at his core human. But he had his pride and part of that was not admitting when he wasn't at his strongest. And yet... It was Karen. She had a right to know. And he didn't mind telling her. Hell, he actually liked it.

Tired? Karen looked at his face and saw how easily that came to him to admit to her. That bit of trust between him made her heart tighten with embarrassment and warmth. "Did you find what you were hunting for?" She asked while a hand rose to cup the side of his scruffy face with her fingers dancing along his cheek.

"If you're tired we could always go sleep. Water 7 will still be here in the morning." She mused happily.

"Hn," Smoker grunted softly and leaned lightly into her fingers' touch despite being in public. "I'm feeling better now that you're here," he admitted with a soft grin. "Out for anything special or just taking in the breeze?"

"Just a friendly walk to look around." She said quietly and stepped a bit closer to him, running a hand to the back of his neck where her palm sparked with heat to his tense muscles. "I'm glad I can do something to relax you at least~" Karen smirked.

"Mm, always," Smoker purred happily, focusing his eyes from glazing over into bliss. "Not too lonely while I was gone I hope?" She had Nataku to keep her busy and no telling what trouble the rest of the crew got into.

A giant cat at times. He really was like that when she would do this to him. Not that she minded. Not in the least.

Shaking her head, she continued to knead the back of his neck gently. "Nope. I was hoping to find some candy for Allen and Nataku or something for him. But I was also hoping to spend some time with you. But no, not lonely~"

"This place really is beautiful." She said while she glanced around.

Smoker rolled his neck into the massage, tension and frustration from the search melting off in waves. "Mizu mizu candy is kind of addictive." He glanced around with her and smiled softly, "Hm. The city has its good points."

"Ah Karen... about Nataku..." They really did need to talk about him but there was no good way to start. Or finish it most likely. "What's the last thing you remember about him? In your world I mean."

She blinked at the sudden question. A squint in her eyes with a furrow in her brow and she thought back on that. So many things happened from then to now.

"I remember fighting him after he derailed the train...another member, Yuuto, came and we fought as well...He took him away when we called a truce and...that's the last of my world I remember. Why do you ask?"

His blood ran cold temporarily despite the warm hands on his neck and shoulders. So she didn't know then. But true to his word he wasn't about to tell her either. "Just touching bases," he couldn't fake a smile and didn't try, the frown overriding anything he could try to bluff. Smoker ran a hand through his hair before wrapping it around her slender midsection. He squeezed softly, fingers clenching almost into a fist. "Well you're safe here. Both of you. I'll see to it." The kid made her happier and he deserved a second chance at life even if it meant more secrets Smoker was going to have to hide and protect.

Karen's eyes searched his. She squinted but soon when he spoke she let it go. For now.

Cupping his face when he wrapped a hand around her, Karen leaned up on her toes and placed a soft kiss to the corner of his mouth. "Thank you. I owe you so much for everything you've done for me." She said quietly before she glances from his lips to his eyes through dark lashes.

"Hm," Smoker grunted softly, "Not nearly enough but I'll get there, Angel." He brushed her hair back behind an ear with rough fingertips. "And you don't owe me anything. Don't even think it." He sternly scolded with a finger in her face.

Karen wasn't usually the jealous type. Then again she never really had anything to be jealous about. Her clients that would come in had no emotional attachment short of physical. So when everything was said and done they would be on their way and so would she. The only one she was emotionally attached to to an extreme was Aoki. And while she was jealous of his wife, she admired how much of a family man he was...Oh to have a Husband that would worry about her like that.

But, as it was, she did have someone she loved deeply. But to see him being so gentle with another woman in threads, but to also see him so covered in women, women much like herself, struck a bit of a nerve in her.

The red head remained outside on the balcony of her hotel room, watching the fading sun as it set behind the ocean and cast its beautiful golden rays over the reflection of the water. It made it look as though it was on fire. Something very beautiful to her. Ah, warm colours... Karen smiled faintly to herself and breathed deep, trying not to think back on those women all over the poor duo, and she bowed her head and closed her eyes. Slowly, to help prevent said thoughts, she hummed to herself.

Smoker stomped through the hotel halls, jitte on his back, and debated knocking on Karen's door. Not for the first time he wished she didn't want her own room, that he wasn't stuck on the outside wondering what the hell was going on in her head. It was like she expected him to be able to read her mind. His raised his knuckles again, hesitated and stopped. Nataku was there and whatever they needed to say she wasn't going to do it in front of the kid.

"Damn it," he growled to himself and took off for a walk. He wanted to ride his motorcycle. It seemed just wrong to be an island without his bike but with the water ways there was no room for it. He bounded up to the rooftops in smoke form and started walking the heights, hoping to clear his own head.

Even if she was already dressed in her own night time wear, being just a simple laced night gown with maroon laced trimmings, she noticed that smoke bounding off around the light which easily caught her attention.

"Now where are you off to?" She wondered aloud.

Heights never bothered her, so she slipped onto the edge of the balcony, holding the top of the hotel roof that lead to another balcony and dragged herself up via holding tight to the bars. She continued doing this until she was high enough to bound off after him in the setting twilight.

Smoker grabbed a seat near the top of the city, looking out over the ocean and almost dizzying heights. No pirates to go looking for and like hell he was going anywhere near the district Allen had gotten lost in. He looked out over the sea and tried not to reflect on how the sunset reminded him of burning hands and pink-red hair.

It was ridiculous to be missing her when he still saw her every day. It wasn't like she wasn't there and yet... so much of their time seemed wrapped up in other things. Rescuing crew members, keeping an eye on kids. But maybe that's how it was supposed to be. He'd worked for justice long before she was at his side and she'd done the same and if they separated it would probably just go back to that. But it wasn't what he wanted.

Losing sight of him, she sighed and folded her arms across her chest and continued to look out over the sunset. Little known his building was above hers, she just didn't look that high up.

Karen took her own seat on the rooftops that looked out over the ocean. While in her disappointment of wondering if he ran off back to the brothels, small wisps of flames left her palms, wrapping around themselves before climbing higher in the air. Soon after they smother themselves.

For a second Smoker was sure he had to be imagining the flames and yet... It seemed to call to his smoke logia. He carefully climbed down to investigate and for the second time that day his face lit up in a huge grin as he called, "Karen!" more happy than he could even admit just to see her there. He came and sat down next to her, trying not to look too eager.

She honestly thought he would of been miles away by now, but as soon as she heard her name she flinched, her flames instantly turning in themselves and exploding in small balls of fire beside her, a sort of defense mechanism. "Ah- I didn't...I thought you were far away." She said while she lifted herself to stand.

The flinch and standing to leave stung. Smoker stood back up, swallowing his own anger over the cigars. "Far away where?" He frowned, "You didn't come looking for me?"

She laughed lightly. "I did. But I lost sight of you.." She confessed while she rubbed her arm. She was often quicker than this. "What are you doing out here?" She asked boldly, tilting her head just a bit.

He relaxed a little, stepping closer again. "I needed to get away to think." He chewed the cigars slowly trying to figure out what he wanted to tell her but now that he had her words wouldn't come. "You really..." He shrugged, "Just needed fresh air."

Lonely and sadness was her in her own time. Turning to look back out over the ocean, she thought the best way to go about this was in her own flirty nature to hide her true feelings. Not that he needed that...He'd probably see through it.

"Hm~ I thought you were going back to the brothel or off to meet someone."

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Future dated to After the Brothel.

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