- [VIDEO] - 004 - invisible ink

[mmmjustice]

[Once again, you can see Smoker at the piano in the recroom, his face is very concentrated, but he's glancing at the camera for a very seconds every so often, so you can know he's meant to be recording, but now he's playing this song, when he finishes, he pulls his hands away and cracks his knuckles and stares right at the camera. He looks annoyed

Comments

[Action] 1/2

[inyourf_ace]

[Drunk in a bad mood so don't expect a lot of gratitude.]

You don't have to keep feeding me, y'know. [Eats it anyway, stumbles over to Smoker and mumbles.] Thanks.

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[mmmjustice]

[Stares at Ace and then moves to snatch him closer. Smelling the alcohol the moment he gets close enough. Sighing and hefting Ace over his shoulder and sets him on his bed, frowning and looking annoyed.]

Depressed, aren't you, Bratling? [Growls.]

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[inyourf_ace]

No. [Scowls and flails slightly, half trying to punch Smoker, and half trying to flail and push him away, but mostly just fails and falls back on the bed.]

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[mmmjustice]

[Stares at him for a few seconds, then snorts, shifting around and quickly pulling off his shirt, tossing it across the room before staring down at the brat.] You're a horrible liar, Portgas. Almost worse than your idiot brother. Definitely worse than your batshit insane grandfather too. [Leans forwards and ruffles his hair and pulls the hat off.]

Sleep off the drunk, brat. I'm not dealing with you puking all over everything if you drink any more. [Shrug.]

[Text from while he's hiding and before he comes out like a kid to get food]

[inyourf_ace]

I didn't do nothing! And you can't prove it!!

[mmmjustice]

...

Portgas, I didn't tell anyone I had alcohol. So either you, who I share a room with, took it, or magically some ghost came in and drank it.

I'm leaning towards the first one, shithead.

[inyourf_ace]

Must have been a ghost then Smokey. This place is definitely creepy enough to be haunted.

[mmmjustice]

...

I doubt that, Portgas. Highly doubt it.

[mmmjustice]

Most likely, let's not tell him, mm?

[Audio]

[singerinpink]

[Totally freaked out.]

How can a pianist like you crack his knuckles?! You mustn't do that, it'll ruin your fingers!

[Audio]

[mmmjustice]

[His voice is completely annoyed and he's making it obvious that he's getting pissy with with Shuuichi.]

First off, kid, I'm a marine, NOT a fucking pianist. SECOND OFF. I've cracked my knuckles since I was 12, I'm 34 now. Shut your goddamned mouth.

[Audio]

[singerinpink]

Yeah, well, I'm not a kid, I'm Shuuichi!

[Pause. He didn't see that one coming.] ...And you're very good for someone with a job like that.

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[mmmjustice]

I've played since I was 8, brat. I should at least be decent.

[VIDEO] /see picture for video feed/

[amethystsregret]

Playing again, I see. You really have years of practice under your belt, don't you?

[VIDEO]

[mmmjustice]

A few, I'm not the best, however.

[He shrugs and grins lazily, raising a brow.]

What have you been up to, Tsuzuki?

[VIDEO]

[amethystsregret]

[A bird perches on his shoulder, nestling his cheek. He laughs lightly.]

I've been spending time with my birds, working in the training grounds, and eating Cinna Bons. Not much excitement really.

Oh! Ace said I should pester you about learning piano. I always forget to though, especially when I enjoy listening to you play. It brings back fond memories for me.

[VIDEO]

[mmmjustice]

[Raises a brow and then nods a few times.]

Well, tomorrow, we can start. Any idea on something you'd like to learn first?