@askpenguin / @writing-penguin
Eyes set on the Marines that were discussing stuff with some pirates, he huffed slightly. He knew those clothes, the ones from this weird doctor. How did they call him again? Surgeon of Death? Something like this, the overly sleepy guy that caused some ruckus at Sabaody himself with Kid and this Mugiwara boy.
So these guys were here on the island, something he needed to tell Kid rather fast. He still remembered the grumbles of his old friend, when he had heard that Law had become a Shishibukai. Who knows what this young doctor had planned with this, he didn’t take him as a dog of the government.
Stepping away, he made sure nobody would have noticed him. Taking different routes back to the ship, it wouldn’t help if anyone followed him and fall into his back.Just to stumble over a person while he walked around a corner. Why did this guy have to stand THERE? he cursed in himself, about to give him a few of his thoughts to this. Just to stare at the slight glow that was between them. That and it seemed the slightly smaller guy had wished to say something too. Just to stop just like Killer and stare down.
This was not good, his head moved a bit up, looking at the guy before him again. It was one of the Surgeons of Death’s crew and not just anybody, but one of the guys that had been with him at the Slave Market back then.His eyes moved to the cap of him, Penguin was it, that was easy to keep in mind. Thought this could make a different kind of problem, they had an alliance with two other crews, so a bond like this with a warlord…
He started to smirk under the mask, times where he was glad that he didn’t need to hide emotions. His strong hand moved up, grabbing the other at his white overall. “We have to speak. Alone.” he let much more grumbling into his voice then what he was feeling.This could give them some more advances, information or other stuff from the Surgeon of Death if he didn’t found Killer before getting back to Kid that is. He could imagine very well how this captain would be when he would see his comrade getting tugged away.