#wanderingmechanichick

[kasa-kunoichi]

@wanderingmechanichick​ said:

"Well aint ya the cutest! Say little miss do ya know where can I sit down and have a drink? "

She knew about all kinds of places to sit, but drinking was no good... “There’s a lot of places to sit, but there’s no drinks around here. But it’ll be okay, once I get more hats done, maybe I can afford a cup!”

[son-of-beast]

@wanderingmechanichick​ said:

"Ey mate I was able to fix the baby so we can ride it aga--- " she stops and stares at weird looking bloke. A moment passes when she speaks up. "Psst wanna ride waves?"

The baby? Weird thing to fix, but hey good on the lady for fixing something he guessed. She was also staring... but he was used to people staring at him! He commanded quite a presence after all...

Excitement sparked at the offer. Riding waves was always something he failed to do on his own. “Ride waves you say? You have my attention!”

[dirtyandbeauty]

@wanderingmechanichick​ commented:

"Fek dem clowns im pretty sure they eat babies!!"

“The fuck? I mean, I get that babies can be annoyin’ but eatin’ them? Fuck ‘em clowns.” Ironic coming from the man known as ‘the Cannibal’.

[magnetikid]

“I think you grabbed the wrong bag.” / / @wanderingmechanichick from FIRST-TIME INTERACTION STARTER PACK ( accepting . )

          “ huh------? the hell are you talkin’ abo----, ” the weight of the bag was the only confirmation he needed. way lighter than what he’s used to carrying yet.. still had some decent weight. an amber gaze shifted from the bag to the woman, lips slightly jutted but made sure to meet eyes with her. “ wasn’t trying to take your things. looked a whole lot similar to what i’m used to dragging around so i acted on reflex. ”

[personatusmiles]

◘ — @wanderingmechanichick​ said;

Ya would be surprised what few bottles of beet do to ya mate

         ❝ Y’all seem awfully weak to alcohol and terrible choices.❞

[chillin-at-partys-bar]

"They bet me that I wouldn't be able to start a conversation with the most handsome guy in the bar."

MALE-AIMED PICK-UP LINES {SENTENCE STARTERS}

“Oh really?” He raised a brow, taking a long drink of his rum before glancing around the bar.

“What’cha talkin’ to me for then? Need some help?” Did the pick-up line really go straight over his head? Who really knows with him anymore. 

[mcnypieces]

@wanderingmechanichick​ ferried: 🖊~ :3  “Quick Muse Doodles”™, Bunny style ( no longer accepting )

                                         I learned to not be afraid,                                                               to fix things that BREAK.

[cxnsolatio]

✚✚✚  franky   —    @wanderingmechanichick​

Law took offence, but not of the stranger’s blatant ignorance a kinder someone might understand as simple candidness verbalised. The wrongdoer here was much more minute, effortlessly hidden in a concerned remark. It was no woman’s fault if such harmless words were forever bound to rub a man’s ego the wrong way.

Until it was, in fact, her fault when all subtlety was dropped in favour of a direct insult, even if unwanted. She did not hesitate before pointing out Law’s inadequacy to handle the spicy food to the other diners by outright calling it “too hot” for his digestive system to handle. 

Law resented this. His body’s failures were his failures, therefore he perceived physiological malfunctions as personal weaknesses when pointed out by others. Besides, there was nothing wrong with any of his body’s structures, even though his respiratory system could benefit from the dropping of tobacco and an upgrade to the Tang’s oxygen generator. But that is beyond the point.

She had misunderstood his commentary — Law had no trouble with hot food; he had trouble with poorly-made curry. It was too runny, as if the cook had purposely added more water than needed in order to stretch out the servings. Not even the Tang’s cook would do that to feed the crew their captain’s beloved dish and mind, submarine cuisine could get pretty inventive at times.

❝ If you call this curry. ❞ He returned the snickering with a scornful expression of his own, a lifted eyebrow and a smirk. The food, however, he eyed with sorrow. The salesman, with irritation. ❝ There’s more to curry than heat. ❞

The more Law chewed on her words (not the curry), the more intolerable he found her. God, this woman had managed to annoy him in a variety of ways by speaking so little. Seemed like everyone was a medic these days.

❝ Piece of advice. If you’re so determined to give strangers unrequested counsel, then do it right. Drinking water won’t relieve a burning mouth, you need milk to dissolve the capsaicin. ❞

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