@pistolheeled
he’s only here for information. get in, get out - it’s easy enough. and boy, does he have a score to settle. heart hardened, he doesn’t remember the years he’s spent under doflamingo’s wing with his brothers and sisters all lovingly adopted by the donquixote brothers. law knows better now, but he’s the only one who’s managed to escape. to come back is certain suicide, but he needs the information in order for his years of prophesied revenge to pass.
he just wasn’t expecting to run into any old faces he’s sworn to scratch out in his memory.
“dellinger?” the surgeon whispers. lacking time, he nearly runs past the empty room with the boy caged inside, but what does dellinger know about cages? law shakes his head; he doesn’t have time to reminisce and brother or not, the boy from the past is dead to him. if it’s a fight he wants, he’s ready. on his guard, he holds his ground, fingers brushing against his sword. “do you ... do you remember me?”
