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[unfiltrdjustice]

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Private - Voice;

[loadedace]

Hit me, old man.

Private - Voice;

[unfiltrdjustice]

That old phrase about loving and letting go. What happens if the thing comes back?

Private - Voice;

[loadedace]

[He thoughtfully chews and swallows.] If it comes back, it means you'll never be rid of it.

Private - Voice;

[unfiltrdjustice]

[His voice is quiet.] Looks like you're stuck with me, brat.

Voice;

[loadedace]

I pull my weight, you White Bastard.

Voice;

[unfiltrdjustice]

Really.

Voice;

[loadedace]

'Course. Got you your booze, right?

Voice;

[unfiltrdjustice]

That was an odd job in exchange for something.

[myownmemory]

What's a logia?

[unfiltrdjustice]

It's a classification of Devil's Fruit. It's the type of power Portgas and I have.

[myownmemory]

Oh...so you eat a fruit, then you get a power?

[unfiltrdjustice]

Something like that.

It's like the reptile says-- I'm now made of smoke, to a point. Portgas is fire and the reptile himself is sand.

Private - Voice;

[sandstormed]

Yes, Smoker?

Private - Voice;

[unfiltrdjustice]

Whatever happened when we were... different wasn't us. You are never going to bring that up again. Ever. Am I making myself clear?

Private - Voice;

[sandstormed]

[And there's that sick laughter.]

Unlike your new pirate, you'll always live with regrets, won't you?

Private - Voice;

[unfiltrdjustice]

Tsk. It would only be a regret if Emil were actually alive.

[sorighteously]

Thank you sir. I will bear that in mind - ideally, I would like to start work soon.

[unfiltrdjustice]

Just tell me when and where.