Who: Anyone on the Thousand Sunny
What: THE FISH THIEF STRIKES AGAIN?!
When: TONIGHT April 27 (it can be tonight or tomorrow night really, as long as it's night time :3)
Where: Thousand sunny... kitchen? (Wherever they keep their fish)
Warnings: Cursing, I guess
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He's been here before as a guest. However, this night he won't have permission. )
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Ah! If he can distract him, then he can sneak in and then steal the fish! The teen grins, fangs flashing before he pulls out a smoke bomb and rolls it in. Soon the room will be filled with smoke and the fish will be mine! he thinks, practically dancing in place.
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...Except then it started expelling smoke at an alarming rate and- "What the hell?!" he exclaimed, jumping to his feet.
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However, he has to be close to use his claws. Gokudera ducks down, thin legs bending like springs beneath him before he leaps behind the blonde man, claws aiming to rake down the back of his neck.
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There was already a good amount of smoke filling the room, and she could vaguely make out Sanji's form through it. Suspicious now, she drew her gun from her belt and knelt down, aiming the end though the doorframe.
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And whatever it was, it obviously didn't belong on the ship if Sanji was fighting it. Careful not to hit her shipmate, she took a potshot into the smoke from her spot.
Maybe it'd spook and come out? She didn't actually want to hit it until she knew what it was.
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"Alright, asshole, who are you and what do you want?"
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"All right. Who the hell are you?" Gun was cocked and ready if needed.
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"You...want our fish?" he repeated, straightening out of his defensive pose. He spared a moment to shoot Riza a bright grin, making a mental note to apologize later for all the noise that he assumed had woken her up, and then looked back at...huh. Actually, that...cat thing looked familiar...
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Without any further explanation, he runs at Riza, leaping forward and swinging his front paws quickly. If he evens this out, maybe then his demands will be met.
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Riza tumbled backwards, breath knocked out. With a gasp she tried to sit up, but his weight was on her. Was this a kid? And he'd gotten the better of her? She was trained for this type of situation! How did that happen?
Annoyed now, the woman sent a hard knee to his underside in an attempt to shove him off. Her left hand was stretching for the gun that had been knocked aside, but was having trouble.
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