#theoceanssun

[einodexgrazie]

the-oceans-sun replied to your post: "Zehahahaha!"

*gives Vivi a cross* This will help purge the demon from your land it helped with me.

“Thank you, I appreciate it.” Vivi nodded as she took the cross. “That particular demon deserves a horrible and untimely death.”

[sorrowfilledexistence]

the-oceans-sun started following you

“So, do you know when i’m getting my next mission?”

[mechadevil]

the-oceans-sun started following you

“...The hell are you looking at?!”

[voraxvenustas]

the-oceans-sun started following you

“How about you buy me pizza and I won’t turn you into a little kid?”

[grapesandgold-archived]

@the-oceans-sun reading with her here

After one of their many spars, instead of the usual goodbyes, Lattice seemed to take interest in a book she had carried with her. Koala offered to read the book to her, not expecting the marine to agree so easily to it. No offense to the other but she didn’t want to lend the book to her. Their next meeting was unknown, always spontaneous and Koala hadn’t finished reading the book yet.

“Here seems like a good spot, come on.” Settling down underneath a tree she patted the ground next to her. The book was open to the first chapter sitting on her lap as she waited for Lattice to settle down.

“She watched the sea with woeful eyes hear heart longing to return to it…”

Lattice wasn’t good at ballroom dancing, but the footwork and movement of combat were a  whole different rhythm for the woman. Fighting the aspiring revolutionary had become something of a game, of a tool and gauge for the Marine to test herself, training herself and building Koala to be stronger for the next time. The younger imparted her more aspirations and ways to improve herself as well. Was it a rivalry? Kinship? Whatever it was, it was a selfish fondness and growing familiarity that Lattice had decided, had reasoned, was worth allowing a troublesome revolutionary roam free.

Joining the redhead under the tree’s canopy, she sits carelessly nearby, summer island heat doing little to ease the sticky film of sweat encasing her skin and brow. With a grimace, she takes her clean shirt, discarded prior to the fight, and pours her canteen onto it. Wiping her face of dirt and  perspiration, she offers the earthy, rosemary and lavender scented clothing to Koala before laying down in the grass. The small bit of condensation evaporating cools her face in the slight breeze, and Lattice allows herself to relax and listen to the beginnings of a story as told from Koala’s lips.

[returningrevolutionary]

@the-oceans-sun | x

Albeit having the words leave his mouth did feel a little weird, feel new--it’s what he felt properly expressed his anger at the moment. It felt kind of nice to say, not lying when he says that he’s wanted to try it before especially after hearing the adults. 

And then of course here’s koala being all uptight and whatnot. Strong as he may be, having his cheeks pulled so harshly still hurts, and she pulls HARD. “Ouw! Ouw! Ouw!” he hissed, hands coming up to grip tightly at her wrists and pull her off.

“It’s just a word! Why the fuck does it matter?!”

[silentcigarette]

@the-oceans-sun continued from here

Thick brow muscles crease at her words, and his hand moves to scribe more words upon the paper before him. Sometimes it was more convenient, relying on the scratch of ink on paper to buy time for thought.

[[ One battle at a time.  One heart. No matter our reasons for change, you all fight for it, all agree on that. So that is what units you.  ]]

That, and a man of the D. Family.  Rocinante couldn’t fully agree with Koala himself, the line between species and race drawn thick and deep in his heart at a tender age, deep enough that such bias’ could never fully leave him. Still, he managed, and there was little reason to pick a fight with his current ally.

[cxptn-archive]

x @the-oceans-sun x cont. from here x

It had been three weeks since the death of the late pirate king, many were distraught over the news. Not the whole world mind you but a good chunk. Sabo’s little brother had a way of making many friends and it showed through just how many of the masses came to his grave site.

The war against bringing down the celestial dragons was fierce but she had a feeling the revolutionary army would win. Koala couldn't help but worry though, Sabo was out of his mind, more bloodthirsty then she had ever seen him. She knew he must have blamed himself for Luffy’s death, he did promise, after all, to look out for him.

And see where that took him? Another brother dead.

So that’s why when she heard the voice on the other end of the den den she hissed out venomously, “who the hell is this?”

It was cruel to have someone pretend to be Luffy, (most likely using a voice copying devil fruit?) and try to contact Sabo. It was a good thing she was the one to pick up Sabo’s den den and that he wasn’t here to witness her righteous fury.

“You can’t just play games with a person who’s hurting. You better pray to whatever you believe in I don’t find out where you are; I’m not going to let you hurt him more then he’s already hurting!”  

It been a hell of the time for the raven haired beginning in the moment he woke up in that dark cell. He needed a good hour till he could recall what exactly had happen. That fight with those crazy guys that had showed up out of no where, the bitter defeat he had ended up in and the cold grip around his body once he hit through the oceans surface. He blacked out shortly after that. And when he came back to he found himself here. Dark cell. four cold walls, nothing else beside a door at his left side. He had been so sure that his nakama would be the ones who saved him but he learned rather soon that it wasn't like that.

It were rather those stupid crazy guys that caught him out of the water and brought him here. Wherever here was. Or what their reason behind it was.

The next weeks happened way to fast. Lu couldn't really describe what had happen exactly, only that he somehow managed to escape after one of those idiots forgot to lock the door. For what had felt like an eternity he was wandering through the corridors looking for a way out, but in the end all he found was a little room that at least had a den den mushi.

His brothers contact was the first one that came to his mind.

"Sabo? Sabo is that you?"

He was rather sure that his brother would come to his rescue. But the voice on the other side wasn't the one of his brother and it wasn't that happy to hear him. Up to this point the pirate captain had no clue how much time had passed. Or that he was declared dead and even buried a while ago.

Still... "Koala?" That was her name right? The woman that was always around Sabo. Yeah.. Robin knew her as well. "But yeah please. Come and find me. I'm lost and this place is really, really spooky."

If the other one would come and get him out of here he would gladly ignore the death thread he just received.

"Hey? Why's Sabo hurting? Who dared to hurt my brother?"

Priorities. Something that never made much sense when it came to him anyways..