silent_king: (The juniper bends)
Donquixote Rosinante ([personal profile] silent_king) wrote in [community profile] new_world_dr2019-02-16 09:00 pm

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In times of darkness and chaos, Dressrosa's doors open for all of the lost and weary. If you are in need of medical care, food, protection or rescue, you need just ask. And one of our airships will come for you.

All are welcome. All are valuable.
callada: (solo soy distractor)

[personal profile] callada 2019-02-23 12:21 am (UTC)(link)
[A few steps, another glance at the paper, until eventually his counterpart finishes his paper. It's hard to hear - or, well, read - the news of their falling-out.

If he calls, he will be hunted. He doesn't expect acceptance, but he wants to talk. He wants to be forgiven, mostly, but he doesn't anticipate that happening when what he did probably set the Marines back deeply and hurt Sengoku personally. And it occurs to him then too that Sengoku may not be mourning at all - he might have done so thirteen years ago, and if he could speak with Law without calling for his arrest, maybe he will at least grant Rosinante the favor of a simple call. In the wake of all that's been happening, it must have occurred to him that he could be out here. Some version of him. It will be a shock but not a complete ridiculous miracle that he's alive and well.]


Part of me is optimistic that in my situation it would go differently. But I guess I don't know for sure. I still think of him as a father. I hope he still considers me his son.
callada: (at least I laugh at myself)

[personal profile] callada 2019-02-23 02:04 am (UTC)(link)
[Wow. No, he certainly didn't do any of that. Talk about a violent exit strategy. But it's also good to know for interacting with this version of him, because he personally still has a lot of sympathy toward the Marines. No, they're not perfect. They've done some awful things in the name of helping the people that he's not so sure were right to justify. But the fact remains that their mission of peace and stability, of helping those in need, matches well with his own personal goals. Besides, everyone has done awful things they regret. Himself included.

While his own grin isn't quite as radiant as the other's, he does offer a smile in return. Yeah, he's had to make awful situations into light ones to get by. Once he told Law one of those white patches looked like a sheep, as if he was watching clouds. What? Have to laugh sometimes, or what good is life at all?]


You've convinced me. I'll have to find someone who knows how to reach him now, which could be hard. I heard he's retired, so the number I have won't work. But I'll figure it out.

[Neat, here's another tangled mass of fishing gear, too. This one has lost the hook, but there's a wooden bobber on it which is a helpful little find.]

Let me know if you see a hook. Or a dark-colored shell.
callada: (honestly the shock of it all)

[personal profile] callada 2019-02-23 03:54 am (UTC)(link)
[Oof, he's lucky he didn't jab himself with that hook. He's already bleeding enough. Rosinante turns, then walks toward him and sets the box down to claim the hook from his outstretched fingers. He won't worry about the fall just yet, seeing as how it's probably just as normal for his double as it is for him.]

Wow, this is really nice, I didn't think about reshaping metal. Thanks! Tons better than carving one out of shell.

[He knots the hook on the end of one of the neatly-coiled lines, pulling it tight between hand and teeth, then buries the sharp tip in the wood to keep from losing it or causing any injury.

It's a shame he doesn't have a handkerchief or anything, but he waits patiently as he stands.]


Need a hand?
callada: (me abandonĂ³ sin avisar)

[personal profile] callada 2019-02-23 04:25 am (UTC)(link)
I'm glad. Here, we can set up just down by those mangroves over there. Might find crabs there too, actually.

[Further down the coastline, the beach thins and is overtaken by the massive roots that keep the water still and deep at the mouth of a river as it enters the sea. There will be bigger fish there than here in the waves, or so he hopes. If not fish, then crabs. Maybe a snake. Hopefully the other guy can wait just a little longer for food.]

D'you like sushi?
callada: (te convierto y miento y luego sonrio)

[personal profile] callada 2019-02-23 04:56 am (UTC)(link)
Good, that cuts down on the time spent smelling food while it's cooking and dreaming about eating it.

[He grins, stumbles a few times on his way to the mangroves, but it's nothing he can't recover from. Ah, to be young and incredibly durable.

Once near the edge of the deep green river of trees but still a good few yards away, he taps himself on the chest with a single word of "Calm", then sets the box down without a single rattle of its contents. If there are crabs here, he needs to get them before they bolt; they're so much more timid than fish. They react quickly to shifting light patterns so he's certainly not perfectly stealthy, but the lack of sound helps. Some of the smaller crabs, maroon with bright white claws, skitter away and hide in the roots as he steps forward, but the one he reaches for is higher up and wedged between the trunk and a branch. Before it can launch itself down into the brackish water he grabs it. A palm-sized snack for someone his size, but tasty enough, and after a few minutes back and forth he has three more in the box, all captured without a sound. They grab at each other, ignorant of their approaching demise, and Rosinante grins as he taps himself again to cancel the silence.]


Do you think you can get a fire started? These probably aren't any good raw but we can just grill them.
callada: (stop and savor the cigarettes)

[personal profile] callada 2019-02-23 05:25 am (UTC)(link)
Magic again, huh?

[Handy, but the guy looks worn out. Maybe it's just the fall, the blood. He's impressed, and sounds it, but slightly concerned as well.

Oh well, food will come soon enough. With that fire going, he pulls out his knife and whittles a nearby mangrove stick into a skewer. Back at his crab collection, he quickly and methodically puts each one out of its misery and guts them, then spears all four onto the stick and lays it across the fire.]


Soon as you can see that meat inside where I took the shells off going from translucent to white, you should just go ahead and eat. Won't take long, they're small. I'll get us something bigger.

[And then it's back off to the mangrove thicket, with crab guts for bait and his hook, line, and bobber. He ties one end of the line to a branch, and lets it sit while he goes off exploring for anything else. A couple crabs and a couple fish still won't be much of a meal for both of them, but it's enough for one and he's eaten recently enough where he'll make sure the other Rosinante is full first.

He'll be back in a few. Hopefully the other guy doesn't somehow burn himself before he returns.]
callada: (smile like you actually mean it)

[personal profile] callada 2019-02-23 05:53 am (UTC)(link)
[The water is still, and that's frustrating. If it were a faster-flowing river he could wade, maybe even try to spearfish or dig for clams, but stepping into that molasses-slow estuary might instead mean never coming out again. He perches on the bank and prepares his makeshift spear while eyeing the curious nibbles at his line.

Something else is attracted to the smell of crab - not what's on his hook but what he left on the bank to use for future catches. He hears the rustle and stays still and quiet, partly obscured by mangrove roots and saplings. Not a snake like he had thought, but a lizard - a huge one, just over half his size. He waits, lets it get invested in eating the pile of bait and lower its guard, then stretches his full length with the spear in hand and pins the thing into the sand before it can escape. Boy does it fight him, though, and he grabs it by the tail right before it can run off, injured but alive.

Incidental catches end up being more profitable than the fishing, given his makeshift gear, but he returns twenty minutes later with two carp on the line, strung by the gills, and the now-cleaned monitor lizard dangling from his other hand. Everything is covered in sand, thanks to an unwelcome face-first collision with the beach on his way back, but he's beaming like a kid who won his first trout derby. Pleased to see, too, that some of the crabs have been devoured.]


Brought you something.
callada: (still secretly six years old)

[personal profile] callada 2019-02-23 06:27 am (UTC)(link)
[Kings indeed! He laughs along with the pun, enjoying it more than any normal person probably ought to, but look. Dumb puns? Sign him up. He sets his knife blade-end in the fire for now to help clean it - lizards can make you sick, fish usually don't, he learned early on, and he'd wiped the blade off after gutting the monitor but hadn't any better way to sterilize it until now - then holds up his prizes.]

The fish weren't hard, they basically caught themselves. You made a great hook. This guy, though, he thought he'd come steal my bait while I wasn't looking, and I was faster.

[He sets the monitor down beside the fire, then takes the few steps toward the waves to rinse off the fish. When he comes back, he drapes them over the nearest driftwood log, then selects one and sits down, and uses the back of his blade to scrape the scales off.]

How were the crabs?
callada: (si te distraigo es mi fin)

[personal profile] callada 2019-02-23 06:54 am (UTC)(link)
Oh, no, go ahead, you're the one who hasn't eaten in days.

[In fact, he's not even going to look over at those crabs. Enjoy them, your majesty, he's working on the fish. With one side down to bare skin, he slices neatly along the ribcage in a fillet, still attached along the dorsal side, then slices it into strips, easily detached with a tug. He sets the knife back down on a rock, then holds the half-prepared fish between the two of them and tears off a piece for himself. It's not bad. He's had better, always liked ocean fish more, but it'll do.]

Here, you take that and I'll get this big ugly thing carved up to cook.
callada: (me abandonĂ³ sin avisar)

[personal profile] callada 2019-02-23 04:29 pm (UTC)(link)
Caught one once when I was a kid. A little one, not like this. Ate it raw, like the starving idiot I was, and I was sick for a week.

[He steals a piece of the fish as he turns to talk, then sets about butchering the monitor. The crab skewer gets reused to collect smaller pieces but much of the rest can go straight on the fire. He's no chef, there's nothing gourmet about the preparation, but it will work to feed them. He spares a minute to get up and grab some large leaves growing in the undergrowth behind them, just to have something to put food on, and picks up another stick to whittle away at while he's at it.]

I know some places they eat these, or crocodiles, or big snakes.

[There, now that he has "plates" he can work on preparing that other fish, too, and with the fistful of edible seaweed he had found earlier they can even have a sort of salad. Not a bad spread.]
callada: (smile like you actually mean it)

[personal profile] callada 2019-02-23 09:13 pm (UTC)(link)
Probably like raw chicken does. It's just fish that's okay to eat raw. And steak, I guess, but I can't say I've had that, I've just heard of it.

[And given the opportunity to try he'd probably pass it up. Red meat? It's okay, but hand over the coleslaw instead. Or this fish, honestly.

Food does taste better outside though, and he laughs a little at that and nods.]


Satisfying, isn't it? Fresh food on the beach. What do you normally eat at home?
callada: (Cool Dude TM)

[personal profile] callada 2019-02-24 02:54 am (UTC)(link)
Sounds pretty tasty, though. The magic's that draining?

[Sort of like what Law had told him about his own ability. That incredible fruit takes so much strength to wield. For magic to be similar, limited by a user's stamina, it's little wonder this double of his is so hungry, since he's been using magic nonstop on top of just needing food anyway.]

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you did the right thing lmao

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