Truth: Is it true you where dropped a lot as a baby?
"Don't you have something better to do?" Kidd snapped, "Like shining Doflamingo's shoes, perhaps?"
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@fuckthatkidd
Truth: Is it true you where dropped a lot as a baby?
"Don't you have something better to do?" Kidd snapped, "Like shining Doflamingo's shoes, perhaps?"
Truth: Where do you buy your lipstick and how often do you reapply it?
"You might as well stop trying, Trafalgar." Kidd replied, the sardonic once-over he gave the slim doctor made it painfully obvious the redhead wasn't in the mood to take any of his bullshit today. "Make up won't fix your mess."
Feeling him remove his hands she slid down and sat on the floor. Of course he wouldn’t believe her, even know with the very obviousness in her words. He was just that dense. Leaning against the wall she took a moment to breathe in. Her head was still a bit fuzzy. Placing her hands behind her she pushed herself. He wouldn’t listen to her if she was sitting down.
She looked directly at him. “I know you’re not some fucking prince or a gentleman.” Closing her eyes she took in another deep breathe. It took a lot of concentration to not lose her cool or do something rash. Steadying herself she walked over to him and stood right in front of him. Head tilted up she was staring into his eyes.
"I’m not fucking with you. I’ve been wanting to tell you but every time I tried it just turned ugly." Running her fingers through her hair and rested them on the back of her neck. "We fight and argue. it makes no sense. I know that. When we don’t try to kill each other I really enjoying spending time with you."
Her head was becoming a bit clearer and she was nervous as hell. Would he finally understand? “I know I'm over emotional and a bitch. My temper isn’t the best either.” Releasing her hands she placed a hand to her temple. “I don’t know how else to say it Kid. I have feelings for you. I know it’s one sided but I can’t keep hiding them.”
She wasn’t going to storm off or attack him again. She let everything out on the table. She felt so vulnerable and open. All she did was wait in silence.
She...she wasn't fucking with him.
Now that he was well-recovered from the shock and able to see clearly, he knew. There was a hint of desperation in her eyes and defensiveness in her shoulders that couldn't be faked. Besides, if this had been a ploy of hers, she would have stopped sooner. Perhaps before she tried to stab him.
Well...maybe not.
She'd threatened to kill/maim/gut him so many times, he wouldn't put it past her to do it anyway.
He did recall several incidences over the past few islands where their meetings had gone sour. Some of those towns still stood, others weren't so fortunate after she'd left and he'd let his anger get the better of him. Still, they had kept meeting up - Killer had called him hopeless.
She looked so pitiful standing before him like this, as if waiting for a killing blow. He almost did want to put her out of her misery - and free him of his misgivings as well. But he didn't move either. Something had been building up between them, he knew this. It was almost like the tingling calm before a good fight. But the fighting between the two of them was all over and done with. Now, he's got to deal with the mess - something he left to Killer and his victims. And with Bonney acting like this...
He was going to fuck it up, it was just a matter of time.
"What do you want from me, then?" He was annoyed too, despite his... fondness of her. If she'd been convinced that her feelings were onesided and shameful, the she should have fucking kept them to herself. Instead of forcing them out into the open so everyone would have to deal with this shit. No one had asked him what he wanted to do! They were fucking pirates after the same prize! A title was at stake here and he was not going to let himself and his nakama down. If Bonney thought he'd indulge in these feelings even for a moment...
Then she was dead wrong.
DON'T SIGH AT ME
He’d been forbidden to leave the ship today (not that he had any intention to). Apparently, after another island being razed to the ground by their crew, it had been decided that Kidd was too conspicuous to have running around while they were running errands and stocking up for the next leg of their journey. What began as a productive session in his workshop ultimately ended in Kidd taking a catnap on the pallet by his desk. The redhead spent most of his time here rather than in his own room so it did make sense to have something to sleep on.
This place was his sanctuary and not many were granted access to it and those who did rarely ventured in unless under extreme duress. But it was the sound of someone entering his workshop that roused him from his slumber. From footsteps alone, he could tell that it was Killer and he’d been all set to ignore his first mate until the blonde had mentioned - “From Straw Hat.”
That sure got his attention.
"What did the idiot want?" Kidd groused, sitting up to regard the jar of writhing stuff and the tone dial placed on his desk with barely veiled derision. It better be important for Killer to interrupt his nap.
Even as he stood there, Killer’s mind was already 5 steps ahead. If he didn’t do at least this much, he would be a failure as the second-highest in command in the crew.
The main priority was to calm Kid down to minimize damages. What were good relaxation techniques? There’s meditation and massages… He could put some nice mood music, maybe some candles, aromatherapy, what’s a good brand of tea? Perhaps he could buy a cute puppy they could pet to relieve some of the stress—or maybe not. Last time didn’t go too well. Little Shit didn’t even last three days before he “went missing”. He has to come up with better ideas, ones that don’t bleed or drown.
Oh, lavender’s pretty effective, he heard. Lavender’s quite relaxing. Maybe he should try to get the interior painted lavender; it would be very soothing next to the dismembered heads and the blood splatters.
”I think it’s best if we let Straw Hat do the talking.” The less he speaks, the less complicated things will be - or so he’d like to believe. He picked up the Tone Dial and pressed the button on the center to play the recording.
Let Straw Hat do the talking?
If even Killer couldn't find a way to 'translate' whatever the smiling wanted to say, Kidd certainly wasn't interested in hearing it. The chances of him getting pissed off (95%) and breaking something (100%) were too high. Still, he extended his arm and plopped the jar of writhing - bugs, Kidd noted blandly - into his lap. He took a moment to examine the mass of legs and antennae - perhaps in hopes of decoding some message or other.
But no, they were bugs. Simple as that and he was pretty sure some of the insects were eating the others...
It was a pretty shit gift. If it was intended as one, anyway. If that bastard thought he could give bugs to Eustass "Captain" Kidd, the idiot had another thing coming because - "Right, the Dial Tone."
He might as well get through everything and be angry all at once. With a definitive click the message began:
"Dear Kiddie..." Twitch. And he gave Killer a venomous look. He let the bastard call him that? "I'm sorry me and Traffy decided to be best friends without you."
"Killer..." His first mate's name slipped out like a sigh as Kidd struggled to see past his anger. It was amazing - he was so angry, it took his breath away. And still, the recording played on.
"Uh, here's some bugs for you to play with instead. ...Is that okay? Or should I say more?" There better not be any fucking more or -
"Nn, that should be alright. If there's anything else you'd like to say, there's plenty more room for that though..."
He was going to kill Killer, first.
"I don't think so!" He'd never found a voice so annoying and grating in his life and thank fuck it was over - "Oh wait, and - and thanks your best mate Kelly for helping me! He's really cool!"
Twitch.
"Kelly?"
Nailed it.
One Piece meme: seven relationships - [2/7] - Kid / Killer
Truth: "Would you care if I stayed the night?"
"As long as you don't break, touch or steal anything - no."
truth: "Y-you don't really wanna turn me into a coat do you?"
"I do. What of it?"
those fucking asks
You piece of shit
[/huffs] Yesterday - and I am /not/ a Princess.
"You sure act like one."
Truth: "D-do you dye your hair?"
"No."
[/changes back and pouts, folding his arms] You know my name!
"When'd you turn into a runt, Princess?"
[/snorts and snaps his teeth at the shoe] I have a name, Eustass Kidd!
"Dino-dog?"
/smirks
[/a little t-rex is standing before him]
/prods it with his foot
"...What are you supposed to be?"
[Truth] If you died, can I keep the ship?
The nerve of some people...
"Oi! Shouldn't you be busy mourning me?"
TRUTH SERUM - MY MUSE HAS TO ANSWER ANY AND ALL QUESTION REGARDLESS OF WHAT IT IS.
Please preface questions with “Truth”
shit to do
reply to x-marksthedrake [detention is my favourite class]
reply to thatcannibalchild [meeting the shithead]
reply to captainbonney [speak the truth]
starter for bloominghands [captured]
plot with people?
some other stuff...?