“That’s the only reason why I’m not eating the mast is because everyone would be mad at me.”
He said with an eye roll as he sat there, his eyes watching Sanji as he began to cook for him. A soft shrug before he yawned gently as he stretched.
“What are you cooking?”
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the swordsman could talk all he wanted, but somehow he always ended up exactly where he expected him to be . . .
“big mouth, empty stomach.
what a combination.”
with another quiet scoff, the cook turns toward the kitchen and starts checking the cupboards.
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glances at the swordsman from head to toe, raising an eyebrow before letting out a quiet scoff.
“sit down . . . i'll feed you
before you start chewing on the masts.”
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Once he finished tying his bandana he pulled the white handled sword from its sheathe, placing it between his teeth before his hands grabbed his last two. Standing before her with all three blades held he had a soft grin on his face.
“Well your highness, I don’t plan on-
❝ I erza scarlet queen of fairies hereby humbling accepts your challenge in a dual if help with your pride that much then so be it but don’t go crying to your allies when you’ve bitten off more then you can chew . . ❞
Waiting for her arm to look around his he would start to walk once she did. Walking a few steps in silence as he would nod.
“I’m glad you came to join me.”
Seeing her smooth her skirt, then taking her jacket and placing it on her shoulder as she stood there. Waiting for him he would offer his arm to her.
“Please, me get lost? Since when?”
He asked with a little tease, a soft laugh escaped his lips as he noted her own little smile