Roronoa Zoro (
gavemyword) wrote2012-02-04 04:42 pm
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one // [accidental voice]
--oes thi-- s work? Hello? [The journal turns off, then on again.] ... how the-- do you... [Frustrated noises. The sound of fumbling and a bit of static. Wind blows through, loud, before cutting off abruptly. When it finally, finally comes back on the sound is muffled, like someone's speaking a little too close to the journal.]
--re these wings on my back and where the hell are my swords...
[ooc: please note that this is backdated by about a day! it coincides with this, but if anyone wants him from a later point in time just let me know in the comments. :D]
--re these wings on my back and where the hell are my swords...
[ooc: please note that this is backdated by about a day! it coincides with this, but if anyone wants him from a later point in time just let me know in the comments. :D]
[action] so so sorry this took so long! ;; couldn't decide on what to do
... except Law was a swordsman and they were destined to fight someday, somehow, but Zoro didn't mind waiting.
Right now he needs directions. With Nami and Sanji the way they were, he had a pretty good reason to go hide out at the nearest bar. Now if only there was someone around he could-- oh.]
You. [There's no real challenge there, not even a hint of wariness in his voice. He grins, teeth flashing like the cold bladed iron at his hip.] Mind giving me directions?