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Over dramatically yawns and slides his arm around Sabo's shoulders.

A smile tugs at the corners of his mouth and he raises an eyebrow at man who was obviously up to something.

"Did you need something, Ace?"

#making icons so im going to be a bit slow sorrry #narcolepticfirefist #;answered

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It had been only a week since the wedding. Sabo wasn't quite sure what to make of all these sudden events. First thing was that -out of nowhere- his mother had met a nice man and that he was going to take her for dinner. Next thing he knows, they're getting married? It seemed rather rushed honestly, but somehow Sabo couldnt complain. With the way that the Roger looked at her, he could tell that the man would make her happy. She deserved to have someone like that.

The husband had two kids of his own, one being Sabo's age and the other a couple years younger. They'd all be living together starting today. Ace, the elder, had school but the younger was around to help move in boxes. The kid was surprisingly strong and all too energetic. When Sabo first arrived, the little devil sprung right at him and jumped into a hug. "I'm Luffy!!" He chirped peering up from under his bangs. From one look, Sabo could tell this kid was a handful but he had a strange quality that you couldnt help but love.

"This is my last box. Can you go see if Rouge needs help? I can handle the rest here on my own." The two had just about finished lugging all of his belongings up the stairs; after this last box, he just had to unpack. Really though, the reason he had sent Luffy off was that he wanted to explore a little on his own. There was a room across from his own that he assumed belonged to the elder son. He was curious about what the raven was like- he's only caught glimpses of him at the wedding.

After placing the last bit of things in his room, he casually strode over and slipped inside. Messy. Not just 'what youd expect of a teen' messy but really messy. Sabo blinked a couple times before moving to the desk, lifting a frame that sat alone in the cluttered mess.

#closed rp #hope this is okay ;;;#what do we title it?#narcolepticfirefist #;starter #modern verse #para

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// FIRE IS THE BEST TYPE. But Ace would be the kind of trainer who captured really interesting or funny looking Pokemon, befriended them completely and trained together to beat the shit out of everyone else.