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countershocks) wrote2020-06-29 04:08 pm
countershocks) wrote2020-06-29 04:08 pm
( he assumes right, even as takasugi allows law to work on the sore muscle if he wants. he keeps those fingertips pressed into the scarred muscle, totally unfazed by the touch as long as he's the one one leading the conversation. a good chunk of his life had been being scrutinized constantly in regards to his health, but the hands on this doctor are a bit different, he thinks. maybe it's thanks to the way he slings a blade, or maybe it's something else, but.
there's a small scar in the skin where something clearly pierced him, which law is surely about to determine himself. takasugi's confident he can. this can't be beyond a guy with insane techniques that let him ghost through the hidden curve of his ribs. )
Naturally. Anywho, after the bullet went through the skin, I found myself in a... situation with someone I've imprinted with a great deal. Rather than prick it out with a knife like I assumed they would, given how close it was to the surface, we ended up touching much like this.
( well. more than this, but he's not about to say all that. )
A few friendly presses here and there, and then suddenly the wound started to ache less, and further still. Pretty fascinating, am I right? I doubt many have figured this out, especially when it takes a near-death experience, but I just so happen to be the most interesting guy around. You're lucky to have me as your patient!
there's a small scar in the skin where something clearly pierced him, which law is surely about to determine himself. takasugi's confident he can. this can't be beyond a guy with insane techniques that let him ghost through the hidden curve of his ribs. )
Naturally. Anywho, after the bullet went through the skin, I found myself in a... situation with someone I've imprinted with a great deal. Rather than prick it out with a knife like I assumed they would, given how close it was to the surface, we ended up touching much like this.
( well. more than this, but he's not about to say all that. )
A few friendly presses here and there, and then suddenly the wound started to ache less, and further still. Pretty fascinating, am I right? I doubt many have figured this out, especially when it takes a near-death experience, but I just so happen to be the most interesting guy around. You're lucky to have me as your patient!
im gomen for how late this is..... sighs at rl but we endure
countershocks
2025-09-29 08:04 pm (UTC)(link)
[ it is good, to see that ever-present smile waver, at least for a moment — some genuine emotion, perhaps? law has seen it too many times, people hiding things behind a smile like a mask. or perhaps it is politeness; those in higher circles always do seem to hold appearances in great value.
as they walk towards the clinic, law turns his head to look at vincent, raising his brows as he asks, ]
So... you were taking part in the subduing efforts? [ of the monster and those it infected. ]
as they walk towards the clinic, law turns his head to look at vincent, raising his brows as he asks, ]
So... you were taking part in the subduing efforts? [ of the monster and those it infected. ]
[ these days, there is a tightness to the corners of his eyes that hasn't always been there — and a weight on his shoulders, a cloak woven of anger and frustration at the sheer inability to do anything of note about ace's condition. the cloak grows heavier every day, and he can't do much to shed it.
still. he treats ace the same as always, mostly because he knows, instinctively, that he'd hate being coddled. so he sighs, the coffee cup clinking against the counter when he sets it there. ]
Don't tell me what to do, [ he grumbles, and yet complies with the request nonetheless. ]
still. he treats ace the same as always, mostly because he knows, instinctively, that he'd hate being coddled. so he sighs, the coffee cup clinking against the counter when he sets it there. ]
Don't tell me what to do, [ he grumbles, and yet complies with the request nonetheless. ]
[ sometime during the explanation, law stops pretending being affronted and lets his real interest flash in his eyes. it is easy enough to see it is a bullet wound; but what is truly interesting is how the wound healed.
though, ]
A few friendly presses, [ he says, voice flat as he raises his brows, clearly assuming it to have been a little more than just that. which is why he sighs and mutters, ] That's not exactly proper wound care.
[ and then, louder, ] Yes, it seems I am. [ a grin pulls at the corner of his lips, if only for a moment. his eyes look like he is in battle. ]
Now, tell me something, "the most interesting guy around"... Did all that friendly touching remove the bullet, in the end? [ his fingertips rest on the wound, still. ]
though, ]
A few friendly presses, [ he says, voice flat as he raises his brows, clearly assuming it to have been a little more than just that. which is why he sighs and mutters, ] That's not exactly proper wound care.
[ and then, louder, ] Yes, it seems I am. [ a grin pulls at the corner of his lips, if only for a moment. his eyes look like he is in battle. ]
Now, tell me something, "the most interesting guy around"... Did all that friendly touching remove the bullet, in the end? [ his fingertips rest on the wound, still. ]
[ At this point, he knows there's no outrunning it; it feels like the slow walk to the gallows once again, seastone heavy on his wrists and ears ringing with insult and injury. At least this time, he knows he'll come back. Even if it is changed. Even if he's scared he'll come back wrong, some fundamental part of him irrevocably brought to light — the monstrous lineage in his blood finally, shamefully on display.
That's why he slips his hand into Law's, and squeezes down on it. A simply, quiet gesture as he joins him in their lopsided kitchenette. Sabo's out — prowling and investigating and preparing to overthrow the world, and Law works hard to court Patho-Gen and provide medical services to the Augmented. He admires them so much. No wonder Luffy made friends with Trafalgar Law. ]
Come on, don't be that way. [ Even with all the changes overcoming Law, making him look,
well,
like he has Amber Lead. Ace isn't shy about taking his hand into his own, black-fingered and oozing faint, pale miasma. ]
I never asked what drew you and Luffy together in the first place, yanno'?
That's why he slips his hand into Law's, and squeezes down on it. A simply, quiet gesture as he joins him in their lopsided kitchenette. Sabo's out — prowling and investigating and preparing to overthrow the world, and Law works hard to court Patho-Gen and provide medical services to the Augmented. He admires them so much. No wonder Luffy made friends with Trafalgar Law. ]
Come on, don't be that way. [ Even with all the changes overcoming Law, making him look,
well,
like he has Amber Lead. Ace isn't shy about taking his hand into his own, black-fingered and oozing faint, pale miasma. ]
I never asked what drew you and Luffy together in the first place, yanno'?
[ he doesn't look at their hands — his own with a smattering of white spots like someone has scrubbed his skin too hard and leeched all the colour off it, ace's fingers a stark contrast in their midnight, a pale aura around it.
instead, he looks at the coffee cup.
and, after a moment, he sighs. ]
I can't really speak for him, can I? [ there's a dryness to his tone, one that holds the implication that surely, surely straw hat's reasons would be too stupid for him to even think about. too friendly, too nice. (like ace's, really.) ]
We ended up watching the same black market auction. Within the first two minutes after arriving, he punched a Celestial Dragon to the face.
[ his gaze doesn't waver from the black liquid in his boring, white mug; but there's the hint of a smile tugging at his lips, despite himself. ]
When the Marines came, it was us and one more pirate remaining. We fought our way out at the same time. [ not together, because that would imply some form of cooperation. they'd quarreled the entire time.
(he doesn't say when the next time he'd seen luffy had been. the shadow of marineford hangs over them heavily, even now. especially now.) ]
instead, he looks at the coffee cup.
and, after a moment, he sighs. ]
I can't really speak for him, can I? [ there's a dryness to his tone, one that holds the implication that surely, surely straw hat's reasons would be too stupid for him to even think about. too friendly, too nice. (like ace's, really.) ]
We ended up watching the same black market auction. Within the first two minutes after arriving, he punched a Celestial Dragon to the face.
[ his gaze doesn't waver from the black liquid in his boring, white mug; but there's the hint of a smile tugging at his lips, despite himself. ]
When the Marines came, it was us and one more pirate remaining. We fought our way out at the same time. [ not together, because that would imply some form of cooperation. they'd quarreled the entire time.
(he doesn't say when the next time he'd seen luffy had been. the shadow of marineford hangs over them heavily, even now. especially now.) ]
[ For Vincent, it’s more the former than the latter, though both hold true. A concealment of the true self, an advantage - perhaps a touch of madness, too.
Upon earning Law’s attention, his own brows raise with a receptive hum. ]
Rather, the relocation efforts. [ The blond gestures back toward the library, in passing. ] My capabilities are a tad too limited to be facing mighty beasts. Guiding citizens, and handling a couple of… whatever one might call those things, was better suited to my current skill set.
[ Folding his arms once more, Vincent gives a mild shrug! ]
And yourself?
Upon earning Law’s attention, his own brows raise with a receptive hum. ]
Rather, the relocation efforts. [ The blond gestures back toward the library, in passing. ] My capabilities are a tad too limited to be facing mighty beasts. Guiding citizens, and handling a couple of… whatever one might call those things, was better suited to my current skill set.
[ Folding his arms once more, Vincent gives a mild shrug! ]
And yourself?
No, I'm just curious to what extent the imprint affected your physical body.
[ he's going to make so many notes about this, actually. he's already glancing at his notebook on his desk longingly...
but before that, he runs his finger down the length of the scar, feeling for where the bullet went in, how smoothly the flesh has since knitted itself back together. ]
And if it had still been in there, I would have removed it. No patient of mine walks around with bullets in their flesh.
[ he's going to make so many notes about this, actually. he's already glancing at his notebook on his desk longingly...
but before that, he runs his finger down the length of the scar, feeling for where the bullet went in, how smoothly the flesh has since knitted itself back together. ]
And if it had still been in there, I would have removed it. No patient of mine walks around with bullets in their flesh.
A little bit of everything, [ comes the response — mostly because law had been doing a little bit of everything. in the end, from subduing the transformed, to fighting the monster, he'd focused on trying to help those who were infected... and had managed, too, at least with three.
and three isn't too many... but it is more than zero. ]
What is your current skill set?
[ colour him interested. there's maybe five minutes until they reach the clinic; the streets twist and turn, the buildings are more and more run down the further they go. ]
and three isn't too many... but it is more than zero. ]
What is your current skill set?
[ colour him interested. there's maybe five minutes until they reach the clinic; the streets twist and turn, the buildings are more and more run down the further they go. ]
When things get tough, we often have to make tough choices. I’m just grateful it didn’t break apart more in my body, or that the ones who shot me in the first place didn't have access to more involved weaponry. You know, like a laser pointer attached to the barrel for better accuracy or something.
( an awkward pause follows, and then: )
You're getting really comfortable with that spot. It's getting a little embarrassing now, actually.
( says the guy who shoved law's hand on him in the first place... okay. )
( an awkward pause follows, and then: )
You're getting really comfortable with that spot. It's getting a little embarrassing now, actually.
( says the guy who shoved law's hand on him in the first place... okay. )
You're the one who wanted me to inspect it. You'll manage.
[ said with the most deadpan tone he can muster, staring at takasugi with a pointed look in his golden eyes — and then he steps back, turns around, walks back to his desk and starts scribbling in his notebook.
and, without looking up, ] Was there anything else?
[ said with the most deadpan tone he can muster, staring at takasugi with a pointed look in his golden eyes — and then he steps back, turns around, walks back to his desk and starts scribbling in his notebook.
and, without looking up, ] Was there anything else?
Not particularly. Aside from... a medication refill. I'm not entirely convinced it's making a difference, but I agreed to keep it up.
( a smirk tugs at the corners of takasugi's mouth as he fits his clothing back into place, the folds of his kimono and jacket always making his lithe frame look larger than it is.
there's a playful wag of that fox tail, the knifeshine in his eyes attentive to each stroke against paper, and then: )
You're a real diligent worker. But remember, all work and no play can make things a bit boring. Don't you have any other employees?
( a smirk tugs at the corners of takasugi's mouth as he fits his clothing back into place, the folds of his kimono and jacket always making his lithe frame look larger than it is.
there's a playful wag of that fox tail, the knifeshine in his eyes attentive to each stroke against paper, and then: )
You're a real diligent worker. But remember, all work and no play can make things a bit boring. Don't you have any other employees?
Ah. [ To the vague explanation, Vincent nods with a chuckle. ]
Nothing to brag about, I’m afraid. My big brother taught me how to use a gun. [ Gesturing vaguely. ] That is how you came into possession of your current test subjects.
[ Despite everything, the state of the surrounding neighborhood doesn’t seem to bother him. It would actually be what he was expecting, considering that they’re incapable of running legitimate business practices. He’s seen worse. ]
Nothing to brag about, I’m afraid. My big brother taught me how to use a gun. [ Gesturing vaguely. ] That is how you came into possession of your current test subjects.
[ Despite everything, the state of the surrounding neighborhood doesn’t seem to bother him. It would actually be what he was expecting, considering that they’re incapable of running legitimate business practices. He’s seen worse. ]
It can hardly make things worse.
[ a sigh — but at least he is agreeing to take the medicine, which law counts as a small victory.
as he turns to, in fact, get him said refill, his answer comes with a slight roll of his eyes: ] Of course I do. I can't work here and in the Patho-Gen office at the same time.
[ a sigh — but at least he is agreeing to take the medicine, which law counts as a small victory.
as he turns to, in fact, get him said refill, his answer comes with a slight roll of his eyes: ] Of course I do. I can't work here and in the Patho-Gen office at the same time.
( law being one of the only few in this entire game to get takasugi to concede to something is more than a small victory, really. it's worth a 3D-printed trophy or more. )
Encourage them to take over more often, then. That's my solid advice for you.
( with a knowing smirk, as he waits to pocket said refill: )
If you're ever in need of someone to make your day a little more exciting, though, feel free to contact me.
Encourage them to take over more often, then. That's my solid advice for you.
( with a knowing smirk, as he waits to pocket said refill: )
If you're ever in need of someone to make your day a little more exciting, though, feel free to contact me.
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