♠ Fourth Wall 2 ♠ {Text}

[dontcallmegol]

{Ace is restless and unable to sleep, so instead he clicks on his communicator. He begins flipping through the frequencies to see if anyone else is up at this hour. Sure enough his comm blips erratically with all the new arrivals. His eyes widen slightly as he takes it all in, soon losing track of how many there are. Giving up on watching them

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[magmafisting]

Gol D Ace. Well well. I thought I finished you in Marineford.

ghal;djlkaghalksjdf;kljalkdf GTFO 1/ something

[dontcallmegol]

{This is fourth wall, anything can happen. Unfortunately for Ace one of his worst enemies is standing right in the door way, cast in shadows ominously with the light from the hall at his back. But he knows that blood-chilling voice and he cringes at the name.}

[dontcallmegol]

{Crap indeed.}

[dontcallmegol]

Sakazuki. {Since we're using true names here.}

4/4

[dontcallmegol]

Guess you were wrong.

1/2

[magmafisting]

Apparently. You did seem awfully weak for being one of Whitebeards men.

[One step forward. Nervous yet?]

2/2

[magmafisting]

But... it doesn't matter. I'll just finish the job now!

[brb chargin' mah magmafist]

1/3?

[dontcallmegol]

{How the hell do you always manage to get under his skin with just a few words? Huh?}

What was that?

2/3

[dontcallmegol]

{He never backs down from an enemy, and he won't start getting worried till--

well, you do that.}

3/3

[dontcallmegol]

{Yeah, he's not waiting around to see if that works out for ya. He's flipping his ass up and over the back of the couch to put it between himself and that fist of yours man.}

You don't have any cheap tricks this time Sakazuki.

[magmafisting]

[Oh, it's working out beautifully. Anything goes on 4th wall day and that fist of his is glowing a deadly deep red, cracks of fiercely bright yellow spreading throughout.

He doesn't attack just yet, it's far more entertaining to toy with you first.]

Like I'd need tricks against the likes of you.

[dontcallmegol]

{Damn, he can practically feel the room heating up from it. Shitshitshitshitshit. He's staring at his own fingers waiting for them to ignite. C'MON DAMMIT WORK!

He squeezes them into a fist.}

Tch, figured old habits die hard, you Marine bastards are all the same.

[magmafisting]

Like you're much better, pirate scum.

[The heat increases slightly, just like that wide sadistic grin spreads over his features. Oh, he noticed your little handicap there.]

Problem, Firefist?

[dontcallmegol]

Tch. Not like it'll do me any good anyway, right?

{Man what he wouldn't give for his pipe-staff now. His eyes dart around, resting on a far wall. Huh... A wiley grin spreads over his features as he lunges forward.

He takes the risk of dodging around Akainu to head for where the bathroom would be.}

[magmafisting]

You learn quickly. Shame that won't help you!

[Completely oblivious to whatever the filthy pirate is planning he lunges, throwing a punch that makes the air vibrate from the heat. There's way too much goddamn furniture in this place though so he doesn't quite make it - his fist just barely graze Ace's shoulder.

A displeased growl slip out through his clenched teeth and then he moves again, pushing the furniture out of the way to pursue the fireuser into the bathroom.]

[dontcallmegol]

{He loses his footing in favor of better dodging that fist and half rolls into the bathroom. He crashes into the sink and snaps his head up to keep an eye on that Sakazuki.

Right, he hoped the walls and pipes were just as weak as they'd seemed. Sure, Franky had fixed the broken ones, but the others were left alone.

He eyed a crack in the wall just above the toilet and leaped up to slam a fist and shoulder through. Nami'd kill him for the hole no doubt, but this had to be done.

He yanked with all his strength, pulling the pipes apart. Luckily this particular one had been on the verge of breaking anyway.

So as soon as the Red Dog gets near the door way... HOW DO YOU LIKE TOILET WATER TO THE FACE.}