Smoker just grabbed his seat, away from the mad blonde woman with the chocolate umbrella -- chocolate that was now in his hair thanks -- and casually made himself at home like he owned the whole bar and everyone around him was subject to his authority or some shit. Of course, this was pretty much Smoker anywhere he was vaguely comfortable, and bars were the best places for that for him. "Brady, Kuzan," he vaguely introduced the two of them as if saying names was enough. It probably wouldn't satisfy Maribelle, but Maribelle was a noble lady, and none of the soldiers had been raised quite the same way as her.
"Maribelle, Kuzan, Kuzan, Maribelle and Brady." Another vague general sort of wave as he ordered himself a rum and took off the jitte strap.
Hope you like candy canes Kuzan, because just as he said, he brought about a dozen giant ones. And he slides them over on the bench for what little room is available for them. "He's also known as Admiral Aokiji," Smoker added as an after thought. He rarely used the formal nicknames, as much as he liked to be known by his own moniker of White Hunter and occasionally had a tendency to call the pirates by theirs, it was still kind of weird sometimes to introduce people with.
"Maribelle is specialized in justice and law in her own world and initially set up the crew here I told you about," Smoker added more significantly.
She also reminded him exactly of how he pictured Carol Masterson would grow up in another twenty years, but Smoker wasn't sure Kuzan would remember Smoker's goddaughter that well. "If you remember Daddy Masterson," he had been the best sniper in the entire East Blue, but the East Blue was such a weak ocean Kuzan rarely bothered with it, "She's a lot like his daughter." It might ring a bell, and it might not, but either way, it would easily explain why Smoker had taken to the woman as naturally as smoking.
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"Maribelle, Kuzan, Kuzan, Maribelle and Brady." Another vague general sort of wave as he ordered himself a rum and took off the jitte strap.
Hope you like candy canes Kuzan, because just as he said, he brought about a dozen giant ones. And he slides them over on the bench for what little room is available for them. "He's also known as Admiral Aokiji," Smoker added as an after thought. He rarely used the formal nicknames, as much as he liked to be known by his own moniker of White Hunter and occasionally had a tendency to call the pirates by theirs, it was still kind of weird sometimes to introduce people with.
"Maribelle is specialized in justice and law in her own world and initially set up the crew here I told you about," Smoker added more significantly.
She also reminded him exactly of how he pictured Carol Masterson would grow up in another twenty years, but Smoker wasn't sure Kuzan would remember Smoker's goddaughter that well. "If you remember Daddy Masterson," he had been the best sniper in the entire East Blue, but the East Blue was such a weak ocean Kuzan rarely bothered with it, "She's a lot like his daughter." It might ring a bell, and it might not, but either way, it would easily explain why Smoker had taken to the woman as naturally as smoking.