“A Crew With No Respect And A Captain That Doesn’t Demand It Falls Apart Quickly."
—#OPRP/#MVRP
—Ships with Chem
—Second In Command
—Best Alcoholic Navigator In The World
—Three Sword Wielder
This is for always treating him terribly.
Drinking happily, he will deal with the shit cook after this. Pulling it off his mouth for a second, he took a breath.
“It’s pretty good, too bad you can’t have any.”
Kicks the door open—sliding his body over to the back. Ah..the barrels of booze. The mother load. Cracking the top open, Zoro lifts the barrel up and starts chugging from it.
Once he saw her, the swordsman casually lifts up a middle finger.
“You’ve literally shoved me into an enemy!…That’s it. It’s time to punish you Nami..”
The swordsman stands up, eyes darkening. Lifting one hand up he cracks his knuckles.
“I’m going to drink all the liquor on the ship so you can’t have any.”
Immediately dashed to the kitchen
“….tch. Selfish navigator.”
Withholds his comments as he whispers that out. While his eye twitched after hearing what she said.
“YOUR THE REASON WHY I TAKE SO MUCH DAMAGE! YOU’RE IN THE WAY!!”
“Seems unfair, especially since I had to save you so many times.”
A sharp yawn left his lips. Guess there’s no point in falling back to sleep. Arms stretch out, as his neck gets cracked.
“What’d you mean? I stay up all the time. I’m super focused.”
Face grows serious.
“Didn’t know you knew the term free. Thought everything came in beris.”
Arms cross, his blades sheath next to him. Well, she does have a point. It was quiet and no one else was up.
“Good, rather my morning not be ruined my the shit cook.”