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In Character Word Association
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@gratixsa // STARTER CALL
“ --Excuse me, but allow me to be of assistance... ”
A hushed voice came from Minuet, a hand reaching up to one of the higher shelves to grab the book she seemed to have difficulties snagging. Slender fingers took utmost care in picking it out, a certain gentleness in taking it that only those with a love for the written text could match, a tired eye glancing at the title before holding it out to her. It was something he’d read before, coincidentally. The author had produced countless classics in their eyes. Piqued interest is noticeable in his expression.
“ The story is a very good one, if you don’t mind me saying. You’ve made a good choice. ”
Minuet absolutely adored the story: a tale of two people on a journey. One dies, the other living on and completing the quest they set out on together, with instances of the supernatural that would imply that the deceased partner was still granting their assistance. It was heartfelt and full of colorful imagery, words painting each scene in such a way that they could envision it perfectly. From the shades within the sunset to the smallest detail on a character’s face, it was always as though he was really there.
“ May I have your name? I hope this isn’t too sudden, but someone with such an excellent eye for literature could never be someone I couldn’t get along with. My own is Minuet. ”
@heart-taichou // STARTER CALL
“ --The legendary Surgeon of Death. What an honor. ”
Venom seemed to drip from each word, a toxic tone keeping his opinion of the man in light. Perhaps it was because of how doctors in and of themselves were malicious in Minuet’s eyes; the fateful day of loss always shined brightest when there was a certain hatred, anger, or fear coming into play. There was no reason for himself to be mad at Trafalgar Law, but there was a reason for there to be disgust towards the secondary occupation which he held: doctor. Though... he shouldn’t even be in such a position to be so upset.
With a cough, some clay dust slipped into the air from Minuet’s mouth, his situation clearly requiring assistance. The shattered pieces that were once arms and legs were scattered in 4 piles just out of their reach. He didn’t have the capability to make the pieces automatically rejoin, if that was even possible; it was certainly a hell he hated to be in. The only thing keeping him alive at this point may have been his powers-- thank god for that.
It took a moment for him to swallow his pride, a moment to request help from something he felt bitter towards-- someone he knew as being cold and ruthless, even, as the rumors had reached his, normally, preoccupied ears. Minuet was a man who hardly ever listened; he was never one to pay attention to trivial matters, but for once... he could recall the insignificant words of gossip. He knew the high sort of risk, but he couldn’t afford not to take a chance.
“ Would you lend me a hand? Quite literally, actually... ”
A nod to their left, to the porcelain pile. They certainly hoped he’d figure that much out.
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◤❀◢ Camilla’s eyes scanned over he man, noting his clothing. Her expression softened when she determined that he probably wasn’t a marine. And if he was a bounty hunter she supposed he would have attacked her already.
But she was still in a slight defense mood until she determined that he wasn’t an enemy. Although he seemed to polite to be one.
“I’m Vastor Camilla, cabin girl to the crew that owns this ship.” She wondered if he knew he was on a pirate ship. “May I ask what you’re doing aboard Mr. Minuet?”
“ Please-- just Minuet is fine, Ms. Camilla. ”
Minuet was a hypocrite in this instance, requesting a lack of formalities while speaking with said formalities applied. Old habits die hard, and in this case, old teachings were tough to abandon. It wouldn’t be easy to be casual.
The questioned made him wonder; what was he doing on this ship? Admittedly, it was just out of sheer curiosity-- they didn’t exactly have anything in mind. This was but a small detour to their own. Hopefully Belle wouldn’t get too upset for this.
“ In truth, I’m not entirely sure myself. It seemed interesting, if anything. "
And familiar. Had he seen the design on the sail somewhere before...?
“ Now, it’s my turn for a question: What caused this disgusting mass of garbage to form here? Is this normal for your crew? ”
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◤❀◢ The girl rested against the handle of her broom, the weight of her body forced the bristles to sprawl across the wood of the deck.
“Help would be appreciated.” Usually she would have a better keep, but last night was another one of the crew’s random parties, which left the ship a mess.
“Wait,” Camilla turned to the stranger fully processing what is going on. “Who are you?”
“ I’d be more than happy to, then. ”
Just as they took another step onto the ship, they were stopped by her question, mild surprise displayed on his face. Had he already forgotten their manners?
“ My apologies. I should have introduced myself before I said anything. ”
They made sure to be as polite as possible after that mistake; he was ever so slightly ashamed of himself for not doing so earlier.
“ My name is Minuet. You are? ”
@akinagi // STARTER CALL
“ ...Oh. ”
What had just happened seemed to have been too fast for Minuet to react. With how sudden it was, there was no wonder that they wouldn’t notice; their arm had snapped clean off, flying off a ledge before breaking into a few large pieces. He didn’t even know how it happened-- was it a baseball? A gun? A... something? Frankly, they weren’t paying attention. If they’d just momentarily ceased their transformation to avoid it breaking, this wouldn’t even have happened! Ah, they couldn’t even begin to describe their embarrassment and dismay.
In order to avoid causing too much of a scene, they hurried over to try and grab the pieces to snap back into place. Sadly, it was out of their reach, having fallen too far for them to grab. It was too high for them to jump down, too; they didn’t exactly want to risk shattering their legs in the process. Who knows how many people would notice? How many would start screaming in horror at the sight of an adult in pieces? That sort of commotion was something they definitely wanted to avoid.
Ah! Just their luck! Someone happened to be walking by. Large, too... In fact, maybe a bit too tall. Definitely taller than themselves and they knew they were tall... Well, anyways, that didn’t matter! What mattered now was to solve this issue as quickly as possible with as little terror as possible. Hopefully, this person wouldn’t get upset at this sight. It’s not every day that you find someone who was a living doll that had a missing arm that just happened to be nearby.
“ Ex-- Excuse me, sir, but could you... grab those... shards for me?”
With their other arm, they pointed to ( what once was ) their missing arm, carefully trying to hide the fact that it was his own that they were pointing at.
“ They’re important, to say the least. ”
This wasn’t strange at all.
@burikubato // STARTER CALL
“ Excuse me. ”
A certain spine-chilling expression mixed with a grave tone to their voice brought to light a situation that wasn’t the most ideal for him, the nastiest vibe emanating from the former noble. It was clear that this wasn’t a time for a joke or two, and even then, it may have been ideal to give a straightforward answer. While Minuet was weak, yes, they would tear themselves apart if something bad would have occurred to Belle, the cause of said nature.
When he’d arrived back to their ship, she was nowhere to be found, resulting in great panic on their end. They weren’t exactly fond of letting her roam about-- she may have been made of fairly tough material, yes, but there were the near constant fears that Minuet had for her. If they didn’t find her soon, it may be too late; he could lose her again.
“ Have you seen a young woman around here? She has fairly short, pale blue hair and wears a pink dress. Her name is Belle. I doubt it’d be hard to miss her. ”
@petalled-detergent // STARTER CALL
“ Ah, pardon me, but... would you like some help? ”
The mound of filth that seemed to pile onto the center of the ship was astonishing, seeming near impossible to clean... at least, in their eyes.
“ That looks... extremely difficult. ”
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