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Monet; Harpy; Snow Woman
Oh, Hello and Welcome.
My Name is Monet.
I am a loyal Servant to my Young Master, Joker.
I have a firm belief he will become king of the Pirates, and all the oppose him will not only feel his wrath, but mine as well.
Don't feel too alarmed, As long as you obey him I see no reason why we can't be friends.
wink
If you are feeling up for some science please contact Caesar. We are always looking for new...volunteers for experimental sake.
Outside of that Vergo is another person you shouldn't cross. He can be rather nasty. Do tell him when he has food on his face, It gets rather tiresome repeating it to him after every meal.
Trafalgar Law, You still owe me a date~ heart
Oh, Hello and Welcome.
My Name is Monet.
I am a loyal Servant to my Young Master, Joker.
I have a firm belief he will become king of the Pirates, and all the oppose him will not only feel his wrath, but mine as well.
Don't feel too alarmed, As long as you obey him I see no reason why we can't be friends.
wink
If you are feeling up for some science please contact Caesar. We are always looking for new...volunteers for experimental sake.
Outside of that Vergo is another person you shouldn't cross. He can be rather nasty. Do tell him when he has food on his face, It gets rather tiresome repeating it to him after every meal.
Trafalgar Law, You still owe me a date~ heart
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"Monet!", Caesar exclaimed joyfully.
"Shulolololo! Of course I'm doing well, I'm the resourceful one, remember? There's no need to even ask." He waved away the Harpy's question with a smug look, the smoke-like tendrils of his devil fruit ability cleared around his arm as he moved.
"But I haven't seen you around, how have you been Monet?" His features softened genuinely.
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"Fuffuffu.. You flatter me, Monet." The king purred, treading his fingers through her hair slowly, carefully, being mindful of her curls lest they tangle upon his fingers and tug the beautiful strands from their follicles.
"It's hard not to want to hold someone so beautiful. And you know I never was the type of man to keep his hands to himself."
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That gentle gesture did not go unnoticed. Strong fingers wound around the feathery limb. He took the opportunity to pull her gently by that odd extremity so their bodies were flush, his free hand wound around her slender, bare waist. For a moment it looked as though the two were posed for some kind of intimate dance, but the taller merely purred, letting go of her wing to wind his arm around her frame with it's twin. Leaning in to nuzzle his nose to the harpy's, he offered a chuckle.
"Come on now, you're treating me like a kid. But I guess that 'mother hen' demeanor of yours is what draws me to you, after all. Fuffuffu."
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The harpy's embarrassed expression was met with a wide grin. "Oi, oi.. Don't get all bashful on me just because I complimented you."
He bent somewhat to peer at eye level with the green haired woman, one large hand reaching out and curling his fingertips in the ends of the long, silken locks. "Don't worry so much about me. I've taken care of myself this long, haven't I?"
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The blond turned toward the familiar voice with a smile, both arms spread wide in a dramatic gesture, or offering her an embrace was hard to tell.
"Ah, Monet~ My loyal, beautiful harpy! Worrying over my well being as always. Fuffuffu."
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