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[white-scales]

Closed Rp white-scales - kixkei

kixkei

A cold wind could be felt from the Kid's pirates shit,coming from the island that they were close to.It wasn't very problematic for the crew,well,for Ophelia a little.It was just a chilly weather for the others,but she was shivering lightly under her kimono.She would prefer much more to be in her room,near her heater,reading a book at the cozyness of her armchair.But Kid had called her,and she couldn't ignore the call of her captain.

Entering Kid's room,she could already see a few members of the crew in there: Killer,Heat,Wire,Kai,and Kid himself."Am I late?I had to finish something before coming here."The captain waved his metalic hand impatiently,dispensing her excuses."Sit.We have an important matter to talk about."He said,and Ophelia took one of the empty seats,coiling her long white tail around the chair's base.

[white-scales]

+2 mices in the snake's nest

kixkei

soundxrevenge

"...that's a quite....unusual pair to see togheter."

[mutedcorazon-archives-blog]

kixkei

The kid, to his knowledge, had only recently arrived in the area. Doffy had mentioned something about the ship he'd been on, but otherwise seemed rather dismissive of his presence. Corazon, however, was innately curious and not known for having much restraint.

That being said, the Executive of the Donquixote Family had made his way down to the docks, receiving various concerned and frightened looks from those that he passed. He didn't seem aware of their judgement, and hardly flinched under their prying eyes.

Once he'd reached the dock, the mute pirate sat down on one of the barrels by the water, scanning the boats behind black lenses.

[shrapnelsong]

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kixkei

01

Vatari, K., 16 15, May 16th.

Skinny build that looks slightly underdeveloped, but upon closer inspection, he shows to have strong muscularity. Various scars and remnants of old but notable damage suffered to the right shoulder, along with a number of fractures that haven’t exactly healed properly, but pose little to no reduced range of movement or strength.

Probable vitamin deficiency due to an unbalanced diet. No risk of Scurvy, but possible Anemia.

Severe trust issues. Prideful inability to admit his need for and accept offered help. Keeps himself at distance from others and shows disregard for feelings that aren’t anger based. Understandable defense mechanisms for someone who probably only had himself to rely on from an early age. (Orphan.)

Born in East Blue. 

Likes chocolate. Dislikes onions and pickles.

Apparently enjoys testing one’s patience through pranks (doesn’t mind frogs.). Despite his visible difficulty in doing so, he apologizes whenever he thinks he’s crossed a line.

02

08/12 - Deep knife wound on his left anterior shoulder. Cleaned and sutured with no anesthesia.  

08/13 - Two stitches blown. No infection. Bruising along the posterior torso, spreading up to the left midaxillary line. Pain killers and antibiotics (pills) administered, added a sling for better immobilization.

08/14 - Provided with medication for the rest of the week and gave instructions on how to care for the wounds and which symptoms to look out for.

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08/23 - Full recovery, no restriction of movement or lingering pain on shoulder. No cure for the stubbornness. 

[callousailorarchive-blog]

   "...the bloody hell... an' what're you supposed ta be?"

He was staring at a child. Or, in comparison to himself a child. Truthfully, Linebeck didn't really care, but when the child was staring at his ship, it became a little more personal. The steam engine did attract quite the bit of attention, he would admit, but... "Oi, short-stack!"

[shrapnelsong]

// out of songs

kixkei. You think you can just waltz in here and turn my angst meme against me? (omg, what is the end of that sentence even)

Now it's on. 

[shrapnelsong]

♫ for alice and kai

SEND ME A ♫

kixkei - song

     When did she start caring so much for this child? Enjoying his company even though he threatened to take her life more often than not? When did she start feeling responsible for him? Seeing him as family?

And why did she feel so guilty? Watching him lying motionless on a cold hospital bed.

That answer she had.

In a moment of vulnerability, Kai had confessed to her that maybe he should find himself a devil fruit. She could see it in his eyes, the helplessness that had him voicing such thoughts, the desire for strength so he wouldn’t get hurt or pushed around anymore.

Alice knew that there were easy ways to get a devil fruit as long as you were willing to pay the price. Sometimes loyalty, sometimes pride, freedom, sanity, all of them worth more than money ever could.

She should have been careful about the way she voiced her concern. But she’d just finished treating him after a bad encounter with a bounty that was too high for him to claim. And her hasty words might as well have been the ones who drove him-