[video]

[hot_mes]

[day 2 of the dust storm and...yo, Hadriel, Dr. Asshole needs a favor]

I don't suppose there's anyone who can give me a hand with something.

[he shifts the video from himself, past an enormous black flag tacked to his wall, to a gaping hole in the wall of his apartment. There's already a fine layer of dust collecting like drifting snow around the edges of the floor.]

My place took some damage in the Null battle. Fixing it wasn't exactly a priority until right about now, and I'm not exactly a carpenter.

If anyone can take care of this so I don't have to sleep in the hallway outside, that'd be great. In return I can use my ability to teleport you in and out, or anywhere else in the city.

[but Law, why can't you just find a new apartment? He has reasons, okay.]

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[jocoeur]

( yea, you can't just leave a guy hanging with shallow (pun intended?) deets like that. )

"Mostly?"

[hot_mes]

Well. [idly, not a care in the world] The Grand Line is filled with dangerous and unusual weather. I even heard of an island where it rains lightning, though I didn't go there.

[jocoeur]

( he just... isn't sure how to respond to that. not immediately at least. because eventually, with a quirk of his brow— )

I can't say I've ever heard of that before. How... en-lightning.

( yes. he went there. )

[hot_mes]

[Akira no

deadpanning so hard right now]

Really. You had to go there.

[jocoeur]

( akira yes )

Should I have said the revelation was quite shocking instead?

[hot_mes]

[genuinely facepalming]

That one's even worse, so no.

[jocoeur]

Right? I'm glad we both agree.

( he's smiling, taking it as a compliment that he led with his best foot forward. )

[hot_mes]

[whyyyyyyy why him]

I'd ask if you were keeping out of trouble but judging by those jokes, the answer's probably no.

[jocoeur]

( he lays a finger on his still smiling lips. )

Don't ask, don't tell.

( but judging by his good spirits, he seems to be doing just fine. ) Although the storm has put a damper on things. ( unfortunately that joke isn't really worth of emphasis, seeing as how it was sand, not rain. )

Say, doc?

[hot_mes]

[yeah, yeah. Pirates and thieves, all the same with the same codes, right?]

Hm? What?

[jocoeur]

( he seems to fall a little more serious, moving to adjust his glasses as he speaks. )

If anyone were to come around the clinic ( or maybe what's left of it?) asking questions about us— I'm sure I don't have to say it, but...

( you know. don't say anything. especially if its incriminating. )

[hot_mes]

No, you really don't.

[see: aforementioned thoughts on pirates and thieves. And comrades of the battlefield, no less. Law doesn't squeal.]

Although, who would? There's no law enforcement, we really don't even have laws to break. It may not even be an issue, but either way. You have nothing to worry about from me.

[jocoeur]

( he taps the side of his nose with an understanding grin. mum's the word, law. he knew he could count on you. but still... )

It's not the law enforcement in Hadriel that worries me. ( but someone from tokyo 20xx who could affect the phantom thieves' fate? ) And I still have a team back home that I can't let down.

[hot_mes]

Yeah. I get it. Crew is important, even if they're not here you have to do right by them, whatever that means.

[jocoeur]

You got it.

( in so many pirate terms, at least )Thanks.

[hot_mes]

Don't mention it. [we cool, bro, even if you go by Joker.]