"I've done enough for the government to give me a bounty, yes. Not all are necessarily Crimes, though..." He takes another swig of his vodka. "I'm studying with Dr. Kureha, yknow, the 120 year old woman reknown as the best medic in this region. I'm a surgeon, but medicine is equally important."

He blinks, the smirks, finally. "Well, a wanted poster is one thing... Hm, strange. Why not walk with me then, maybe I'll remember." He stands from the bars' stool anf starts walking down the wide road towards the other stalls and games.

"Migiwara-ya (Straw hat) is an idiot. Pirates don't help people," he doesn't give the necklace back, though. He looks at her again, golden eyes scrutinizing her. "..." his eyes narrow a bit, "Do I know you from elsewhere?"

He raises his eyebrows at the new presence. Gently, he takes the necklace. "Kinda odd to give a pirate a gift, considering I'm the one you should be concerned about."

@nitoryuwadoyaiba.bsky.social "Yo, its been a while. Been on some wild adventures again?"

The day of the festival, Law's crew - the twenty of them - were walking about and enjoying the stalls. Law sits at one serving alcohol, trying to cool his head. It wasn't often he drank for that reason, nor was he intaking more than the bottle of vodka in hand. He sits towards the crowd, watching+

Why not? Stole it from a certain red head

** Temp Pinned ** "𝕀 𝕙𝕒𝕧𝕖 𝕟𝕠 𝕚𝕟𝕥𝕖𝕟𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟 𝕠𝕗 𝕣𝕖𝕥𝕦𝕣𝕟𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕥𝕠 𝕞𝕪 𝕙𝕠𝕞𝕖 𝕔𝕠𝕦𝕟𝕥𝕣𝕪." #𝕆ℙℝℙ || #ℝℙ𝟙𝟠+ 𝕊𝕖𝕞𝕚-𝕝𝕚𝕥 𝔾𝕒𝕪 𝕞𝕦𝕤𝕖

#OPRP needs to be more active here and if it just me well damn so be it.

🐬 Shachi grins at the necklace, "Oh it's super pretty! The king must be special to you, huh?" He teases lightly. 🐧 Penguin nods, "I do recall something about a pirate crew getting rid of Wapol... The Straw Hats or something like that. Weird for pirates, but congrats." 🐻‍❄️ "We'll see you at the +

i COULD fix him, but whatever the hell is wrong with him is way funnier.

Law pinches the bridge of his nose. A festival. He is here to study with world reknown doctors like Dr. Kureha, not play around. His extroverted friends however are now heading towards the girl. 🐻‍❄️ "A festival?! How exciting! What kind of shells do we need? We can help so you can come eat!"

Law finally stops staring and walks onward, Shachi & Bepo having ran up the beach. 🐬 "Do you wanna come with?" Shachi asks the stranger, "What's your name?" 🐯 Law scoffs. "Shach', you aren't even paying this time around." 🐬 "I'll pay for her!!"

The captains yellow eyes hold hers steadily. He doesn't respond, but his three friends do. 🐬 Shachi, the guy with the orca hat, is the first to start waving. "Hey~! You're pretty, nice to meet you~! ☆" 🐧 Penguin (literally his name) gives him a look, "You know flirting first thing never works."+

Near the port, a submarine's yellow masts surfaces in order to park the convertable sub at the dock. The sub is shaped similar to a fish, it has a giant jolly roger on the side and the word DEATH crudly written above it... Known far and wide in this area, this ship is known as the Polar Tang. +

He takes the brooche and nods, smirking. "Thank you. See you." He glances at the guards again before turning away. He decides to keep the brooche with his Vivre card, for now.

Shoot, he had no money to offer thanks to Black Beard sinking his loot. Bastard. "Alright," he smiles softly at her, "If you need help, you can call me." He reaches into his blue jackets hidden pocket and takes out a white piece of paper. He rips a piece off and gives it to her. +

Law hesitates only a moment before taking her hand in his larger one. "I hope my men are alive at all," he clears his throat. "I'm twenty six years old. The man who was chasing after me and sank my submarine turned me into a child."

"..." if she looked hard enough, his stern expression appears to hold some sadness. "Right, I just need to find my crew. It will be easy like this; I suppose we could part ways, now. Altho, I feel like I owe you for your kindness."

He blinks, his piercing eyes shift from guard to guard before landing on her again. "I knew when I regained my memory," he puts his sword out slowly towards her. "When I found my sword. It hasn't been long."

He backs up a step, his expression relaxing. He sighs. "Good, you've found yourself some useful marines," he glances at the one that just arrived without an ounce of fear. "I appologize for changing back so suddenly... I'm a doctor, I'm used to checking for injuries around the head and spine." +

Law makes his decision, finally. Red lightning shoots out around him - haki - and his brows furrow as he strains. The dust kicks up around him. "HAAH!" Finally, though, he's an adult again. He adjusts his sword properly against his shoulder. He uses his hand to help crack his neck. +

The servant to the Goddess of Power. Dinraal

𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘮𝘢𝘺 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘣𝘦 𝘢𝘵 𝘢 𝘱𝘰𝘪𝘯𝘵 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘧𝘶𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘳𝘦𝘤𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘱𝘰𝘸𝘦𝘳 𝘰𝘳 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘰𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘮𝘦𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘴, 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘢𝘨𝘦 𝘯𝘦𝘦𝘥 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘣𝘦 𝘳𝘦𝘮𝘦𝘮𝘣𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘥, 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘪𝘵 𝘪𝘴 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘨𝘰𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘯.

Servant to the Goddess of Courage Farosh.

Law's eyes furrow, his usual frown turning into a grimace. He's a little frustrated with himself, he's too small to check her over for injuries properly. "What happened to you?! Do I need to kick someones ass??"

🐒 My dumb A isnt keeping up w bsky sorry bout that...again

Rosinante plis 🧀 #mih4nndoodle

"Ah, well... time is something to exchange, isn't it?" There's clear humor in his voice. "I jest. You can have some, too. It's been a while, how have you been? Thank you again," He sits down on a bench, takes an onigiri and bites into it.

Law sighs, "I see. Well, what are you waiting for? Let's go. You should check on her, that's your real job after all." He grabs the long sword and slings it over his shoulder, facing the town, then looked back at the guard.

Law looks at her with raised eyebrows, mild surprise. "... Thank you. Rather kind of you. Anything you need, princess?"

Law looks up at the bodyguard with narrowed eyes. He stands up, propping the sword up in the sand. "Why would she be in trouble?"

Law blinks at him. "Mm. She's a model, right? I though you meant it was too mature. But, yes, you're quite right..." For now he sits himself down and examins the hilt of his sword. The fur was unkempt. He'd spend some time cleaning it waiting for Kairy.

"Watch it, this is a cursed blade," he holds the hilt to his chest, grunting softly to hold it up in the air away from them. "... As for my age; at 10 I hid among dead bodies to escape a genocide. I lived with pirates who had no filters nor respect for my boundaries." "I'm 26, by the way."

He watches her walk away quietly. Side glancing at the guard, he takes a few steps towards Kikoku and tries to lift it. It's too heavy like this, but he wants to check the blade for damage. He's very glad that Bepo saved his scabbard, too. He tries to draw the sword.

🐒 Sorry for the spam lol ill take a break soon.

He blushes, pouting a bit, "I- I knew that. I'm just out of it right now..." he rubs his eyes with his wrist and stands beside a guard. This is embarrassing. He looks down at Kikoku, his sword, again. He should probably turn back shortly, but for now he feels more at ease like this.

He looks up at her after whipping his face and hands. He gently scratches the back of his head. "Y-yeah... Of course. Should... I go with you?" He feels strange asking as he has his adult mind back, but he's genuinely wondering.

Sorry for neglecting you bsky. Days have been hard, but things seem to be looking up.

It takes a long moment, but he finally starts to calm, sniffling and glaring down at his snot covered hands. Gross, he thinks. "M-my crew could be alive. I have to believe that-- Bepo! Bepo, my navigator, he brought me here. He should be on the island somewhere..."

🐯👒/好機

❀.*･ﾟ

i'll fuck you eventually relax let me be funny first

"M-my crew... Thi-s debri... It's from my su-bmarine. My crew have been anihilated-- they're all lost at sea..." He cries unconsolably into his hands. At least in this form, he felt free to release his emotions. Normally, he's try to come off as cold as he could and would have refrained from +

[Child!Law] Law tugs at the sword harshly, trying to jostle it out of the sand. It's slightly unsheathed - the sheath is still with it - which is a tad terrifying. Kairy could have lost a foot! The sword is comically large. It's taller than he is- twice as tall. He holds it up by the hilt +

[Child!Law] He quickly follows her. When she trips, his eyebrows upturn in concern. "Hey, are you okay?" His shoe steps on what she stepped on in the sand. A clinking sound. This might be it, but he's more concerned for her welbeing for now. He attempts to help her up.

[Child!Law] "Y-yeah, okay..." he's taken aback by her caring for his hand. Most people didn't want to touch him, let alone when he's bleeding. Being anemic, he looks a bit weaker. "Yes, it should be here. If it's at sea... I suppose I'm stuck starting over."

[Child!Law] The boy keeps running. His steps slow as he runs thru sand, making it to the beach. Yellow painted steel parts are still scattered where Kairy had found him. He looks around frantically. His sword! Is it in the water? Is it under the sand? Where is it...? He hopes desperately +