Who: The Spade Pirates Where: Serenes When: April 10th-13th What:chillin' out maxin relaxin all cool Gathering supplies Warnings: Nothing more than the usual Status: Open
Hmmm. [Ace figured there was some weird oil tycoon who bought the island that Lea knew about. Sometimes that guy said things in weird ways! The differences in their euphemisms were minimal, but Ace could infer a lot from very little and be so off course that he was in entirely new conversations.]
Well, who cares, anyway? If I wanna punch this island, I will. [Nobody asked.]
Since when was this my idea?! You're the one who showed up asking to be distracted. I just wanted to train in peace. Why don't you go punch the island?
[He feels like he needs a flowchart to follow most of his conversations with Ace.]
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[It isn't like they go looking for whoever is in charge when they land and this place seems totally uninhabited, but who knows?]
Maybe there's some sorta huge animal in the forest all the little ones answer to or something. Go ask one of the guys who speaks Bird.
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Well, who cares, anyway? If I wanna punch this island, I will. [Nobody asked.]
Anyway, you still wanna fight?
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[He feels like he needs a flowchart to follow most of his conversations with Ace.]
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[Ace crossed his arms and sat down stubbornly.]
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[Let's not get into who used to walk up to random strangers and ask them to fight him. Certainly not Lea.
Still, Ace wants a fight, so...
He summons his chakrams and spins them idly. Like hell he's bringing out the Keyblade and making an ass of himself.]
Just so you know, the only thing fire's gonna damage is this little arena we've got here.