#replylaw

[tankeboksen]

@fantasibilleder​

it all started with a crash. the sound reaching far, causing a ruckus within the submarine it resounded within.

there were a many great things law did not like and things not going as expected was one of them. the most logical explanation would be that the ship had hit something, but there was no force of impact to be felt which only made it all the more mysterious. instead, it felt as though something or someone had fallen down within one of the cabins. a sound that was not unlikely, had it not been for the fact that the ship was currently docked and that none of his crew were around.

a tsk left the pirate as he rose from his reading position. if this was shachi or someone else who had come back early and was causing a disturbance, he’d have to lecture them which would be a pain. but it was weird that he had heard no sound of anyone moving about prior to the crash. if he’d recalled right it was from somewhere about there...

opening the door to a storage room, what met him was not shachi, nor was it bepo or any of his other crew members. it was a man he had never seen before, and law wasn’t sure if he was conscious or not. hand immediately gripping at his large sword, there was no time to take any chances. not if this was an enemy who could have infiltrated so easily.

grabbing the male at the collar, he pushed him into the wall and pointed his sword straight to his throat. somehow the guy was drenched. the impact of his body hitting the wall seemed to do the job in awakening the intruder at least. “you have a lot to answer for,” law said in a cold voice. “who are you and how did you get in here?”

[tankeboksen]

@shinobswrites​

he’d say it’d been a while since he fucked up this badly, but somehow that seemed like a lie when in the mere presence of the strawhats. even a careful and meticulous guy like he was would find himself dragged into the shenanigans of the crew -- especially its captain -- and by now law wasn’t sure he’d accepted or simply acknowledged it for a fact. the seastone handcuffs around his wrists draining him of power made him even more grumpy than usual, his spirit weakened enough so it felt like a chore to simply remain standing. thus, he was seated, back against the wall, cold glance locked at the man who slept beside him, seemingly without a worry.

“oi,” he called out, unsure of whether the guy could hear him. not that it mattered either way. he’d face law’s complaints whether conscious or not. “how long do you intend to sleep for?” had he had the power to, he would have directed a light kick at the other as well, but for now, the sharp words would have to do.

[tankeboksen]

Gives Torao bread!!! Look at him!!! Being nice enough to share his food you better appreciate it, Torao. It will not happen again.

here they come -- the bread memes.

“mugiwara-ya. try to feed me bread one more time and i’ll cut off your head and tie your esophagus into a knot so you can never eat again. don’t test me.”

[tankeboksen]

@violetueur​

ever since he had started travelling with the strawhats, law had noticed a very big flaw within the crew. sure he knew as much about their captain, but how could he possibly have anticipated that the whole crew was full to the brim with absolute idiots? safe for a few moments, law had to be careful not to get dragged into their pace, or he might lose his mind sometimes in the near future. granted, his own crew weren’t always the sharpest knives in the drawer either, but they were his crew so that was another matter.

this woman was one of the members he could have a decent conversation with every once in a while. it was a gamble, but one he had to take lest he found himself going crazy from everything happening around him.

“bloodletter-ya,” he greeted the woman as she came in, looking up from his logbook. “what are you doing here? i didn’t take you for someone who’d want me for random small-talk. what do you need?”