05-29-2015, 05:10 PM
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The biting prattle of nipping droplets scoured the peninsula, or more appropriately, the battlefield. Bustling explosions, clanking blades, and guttural outcries fractured through the splintering rain from afar. The flooding drizzle served only to further spread crimson plashes as the theatrical domain of death grew soaked and stained by sanguine ooze.
Though exalted by his freshly forged band of marvelousness miscreants, Luffy felt uneasy. Distracted, the rubber captain withdrew into the recesses of his own memories, impaired by a brief spell of grim-laced sorrow.
With unmarred concentration, Straw Hat could hear the voices of his old nakama, smell the sultry grub they frequently feasted upon, feel the thwack of of their scolding backhands. He missed them, yearned for them. Balling his soaked palm into a sealed fist, mugiwara pledged with firm devotion.
"I won't let it happen again," The pirate murmured, gazing straight ahead as if consumed by his own thoughts.
Tilting her head, Desco lifted a single brow at the devil fruit eater. In kind, Guu morphed her visage upon the living overcoat she'd melded into and draped over her stretchy cohort. "What was that? Talking to yourself there dum-dum?" The imp goddess inquired, lurching her head slightly outwards from the boy's chest.
"I promise, I won't lose any more of my friends, or let them slip from my hands. I'll protect you, both of you," Luffy returned, raising a fist to meet his narrowed peepers. "It hurts too much, not knowing if I'll ever see them again. Not knowing if they're alright. Not knowing if they even remember me after I was kidnapped from my own realm!"
Krakow!
A crack of gunfire off in the distance forced Straw Hat to anchor in place, fixing his attention toward the directional source. "That could have been one of you, damn it!" Luffy's disheartened prattle elicited confused and concerned simpers from the dainty demon and dame.
"I came here to find answers about my nakama, but I won't let you two, my new friends, get hurt for my own selfish desires. Count on me, believe in me, I won't let you down! We'll make it to the top together! YOSH!"
The captain's uncharacteristic grimace arched into an broad, orthodox grin. Guu and Desco flushed red in the face, whether by flattery or abash was unclear, but their bull-headed companion's resolution bore into them.
"Desco feels the same! We protect each other until the end!" The demon child yapped in reprisal, wrapping one of her myriad tentacles around the youth and bracing for a hug.
"That's been our plan from the start, idiot," The ambrosian goddess scoffed with nonchalant inflection. Though Guu hadn't revealed such, she was, as a matter-of-fact, uplifted by the boy's surprisingly tender heart. The pink-haired princess pegged him as a kooky meathead full of bravado, but now cradled warm sentiment about the passionately headstrong pirate.
Fwoooomm!
The pressing downpour now coalesced with turbulent winds, practically shoving the trio forward with forceful gales. Had Desco's demonic 'chair' not privileged her with the ability to float she may very well have been swept up by the tempest. A cataclysmic storm was brewing; they could not afford to dally any longer.
"We need to seek refuge now. We're done for if we get caught up in this," Luffy's sentient 'jacket' decreed, imparting mugiwara full responsibility.
"Guys, there! I see a shelter! Let's hurry! Come on Wriggles, jump on my back! I'll slingshot us over!" The captain hastily instructed before tossing both arms forth. His elastic limbs stretched to staggering lengths as Luffy clutched the bulky trunks of mirrored trees. Tugging back ever slightly, the captain absolved his foothold and snapped forth.
"Gomu Gomu no . . . ROCKET!"
The biting prattle of nipping droplets scoured the peninsula, or more appropriately, the battlefield. Bustling explosions, clanking blades, and guttural outcries fractured through the splintering rain from afar. The flooding drizzle served only to further spread crimson plashes as the theatrical domain of death grew soaked and stained by sanguine ooze.
Though exalted by his freshly forged band of marvelousness miscreants, Luffy felt uneasy. Distracted, the rubber captain withdrew into the recesses of his own memories, impaired by a brief spell of grim-laced sorrow.
With unmarred concentration, Straw Hat could hear the voices of his old nakama, smell the sultry grub they frequently feasted upon, feel the thwack of of their scolding backhands. He missed them, yearned for them. Balling his soaked palm into a sealed fist, mugiwara pledged with firm devotion.
"I won't let it happen again," The pirate murmured, gazing straight ahead as if consumed by his own thoughts.
Tilting her head, Desco lifted a single brow at the devil fruit eater. In kind, Guu morphed her visage upon the living overcoat she'd melded into and draped over her stretchy cohort. "What was that? Talking to yourself there dum-dum?" The imp goddess inquired, lurching her head slightly outwards from the boy's chest.
"I promise, I won't lose any more of my friends, or let them slip from my hands. I'll protect you, both of you," Luffy returned, raising a fist to meet his narrowed peepers. "It hurts too much, not knowing if I'll ever see them again. Not knowing if they're alright. Not knowing if they even remember me after I was kidnapped from my own realm!"
Krakow!
A crack of gunfire off in the distance forced Straw Hat to anchor in place, fixing his attention toward the directional source. "That could have been one of you, damn it!" Luffy's disheartened prattle elicited confused and concerned simpers from the dainty demon and dame.
"I came here to find answers about my nakama, but I won't let you two, my new friends, get hurt for my own selfish desires. Count on me, believe in me, I won't let you down! We'll make it to the top together! YOSH!"
The captain's uncharacteristic grimace arched into an broad, orthodox grin. Guu and Desco flushed red in the face, whether by flattery or abash was unclear, but their bull-headed companion's resolution bore into them.
"Desco feels the same! We protect each other until the end!" The demon child yapped in reprisal, wrapping one of her myriad tentacles around the youth and bracing for a hug.
"That's been our plan from the start, idiot," The ambrosian goddess scoffed with nonchalant inflection. Though Guu hadn't revealed such, she was, as a matter-of-fact, uplifted by the boy's surprisingly tender heart. The pink-haired princess pegged him as a kooky meathead full of bravado, but now cradled warm sentiment about the passionately headstrong pirate.
Fwoooomm!
The pressing downpour now coalesced with turbulent winds, practically shoving the trio forward with forceful gales. Had Desco's demonic 'chair' not privileged her with the ability to float she may very well have been swept up by the tempest. A cataclysmic storm was brewing; they could not afford to dally any longer.
"We need to seek refuge now. We're done for if we get caught up in this," Luffy's sentient 'jacket' decreed, imparting mugiwara full responsibility.
"Guys, there! I see a shelter! Let's hurry! Come on Wriggles, jump on my back! I'll slingshot us over!" The captain hastily instructed before tossing both arms forth. His elastic limbs stretched to staggering lengths as Luffy clutched the bulky trunks of mirrored trees. Tugging back ever slightly, the captain absolved his foothold and snapped forth.
"Gomu Gomu no . . . ROCKET!"
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