slightoverkill | 2nd Form [Video

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[The observant will instantly recognize this place as Good Spirits Bar. The wall, at least. Mihawk is seated at the corner of the bar, looking down at the journal with a deeply unhappy expression on his face. Those who know him better might recognize the fact he looks also mildly irritated, supremely tired and in dire need of alcohol. Which is why he is at the bar in the first place.]

I have been informed that several members of Straw Hat's crew are currently present in this place. I would be most--

[he pauses a moment, reconsidering his wording. ...nah, screw it.]

--grateful,

[let that sink in for a moment]

if one or all would make their way to the bar and pick up a certain something in my possession that I am most certain belongs to them. We are at the Good Spirits bar.

[Another pause.]

...this invitation does not extend to you, Red Hair.

[He needs to at least pretend you're not going to drop by and make his life harder than it already is. Even though he knows you're going to come anyway. Blah.]

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[Should you come looking for Mihawk after such a... particular message, you will find him sitting in the corner of the bar, as previously mentioned, surrounded by several empty mugs of beer, elbows on the bar and face delicately cradled in his fingers. His large, black sword is propped against the wall by his side and his hat is helping obscure his face.

And if you're really, really observant, you might realize there's a certain greenhaired urchin, tired up and gagged, tucked under his stool and partially hidden by the fall of his coat.]

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You're there now, I take it?

Yes.

[There's a small pause.]

Though I expect to be here for some time, I would appreciate it if you came to reclaim this without delay.

I see. I shouldn't be too long.

['Too long' being relative and all. Vivi's not sure she trusts this situation, so she'll be taking what she sees as some necessary precautions beforehand.]

Could I have your name, please? [She was hoping she'd be able to place the man without having to ask, but that doesn't seem to be happening. It seems a safe bet he's from her world, at least, but beyond that, there's nothing but that nagging sense of faint familiarity.]

Very well.

[He pauses a moment, taking a swing of a mug of beer while he's at it.]

I am Dracule Mihawk.

[There's a moment where the journal shows nothing but the ceiling of her room as Vivi abruptly ducks out of sight of the camera, barely suppressing a sound of choked surprise. A Shichibukai. Of course. No wonder he seemed familiar. That being said, she doesn't know much about the man, merely his title. Precautions seem even more necessary now, though.]

[Once she's properly composed herself, her face slides back into view, and she nods.] Nefertari Vivi. [One intro deserves another.] I'll be there shortly.

Edited (slight continuity change) 2012-10-10 05:33 (UTC)

[He grunts his agreement, resigned to wait.]

I will be waiting then.

[When Vivi arrives, she doesn't approach Mihawk right off. First she observes. He seems to just be peaceably drinking, though it's impossible to miss his weapon close at hand. Still, this would hardly be the ideal spot for him to try anything, were he planning it. Too many people.]

[Satisfied, she walks up, carrying herself with a regal mien she rarely bothers with.] You have something that belongs to us?

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