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[nishishi]

[The first image you'll get to see on this particular video feed is pretty much a scenic view of someone's nostrils. The individual responsible for such a sight is trying his damndest to figure out how the hell this thing works, how you can send messages or even videos on something that's very pointedly NOT shaped like a snail, and how you even know if it was working or not.

Eventually it seems like he's stopped caring, or decided that on sheer force of will alone that it's working. Because the feed pulls back and you can see this very 'good dog' expression on a very simple-looking man. A scar under his eye, and a rather ratty old straw hat perched atop his head.]

The food's really good here! And I wasn't even yelled at when I ate a lot, either, and I like that. [The feast at the festival hadn't been the most fun, but who needed fun when there was food involved.]

An' yanno what? I don't like being away from my crew an' home, but if there's an adventure--Nihihi, then I guess I don't mind stayin'! around! [And then that 'good dog' expression melts, as if exposed to heat very suddenly. A frown on his face.]

But I don't like this uniform! The arms are too long! I don't have any mobility at all, so I ended up tearin' the sleeves outta them, see? [Look at the mess he's made.] Ne... I guess if anyone's got a needle an' thread, I can try to fix them myself...

...Where's Nami...

Comments

holy shit luffy this is beautiful

[whatshimadayou]

[Somewhere out there, Hanzo grumbles to himself and scowls in Disapproval.]

It seems a simple task. I have made adjustments to my uniform, and I can easily adjust yours if that is all you need.

im crying help me krampus

[nishishi]

[Are you ready for another long pause? because I sure am.]

im in food place where r u
if u need food im ur gy
espsecially if ur gonna help me aa a a a a a a a a

where r u im gone

jfc i'm dying here

[whatshimadayou]

[Hanzo is quickly realizing he may have made a mistake here.]

I could head toward the dining hall if you are still there.
I am in the courtyard.

bet you didnt have to deal w/this shit in overwatch

[nishishi]

oh u come 2 me ok!!!

ill j

[nishishi]

...

[nishishi]

i ran in2 some1 and got soup on their pants
ahhahaha

looks like im coming 2 u sit tight

man he isn't even in overwatch yet he's unprepared for this madness

[whatshimadayou]

[who is letting this guy run around without supervision holy fuck]

Fine.
I am the man with the bow sitting outside. I have a tattoo on my left arm. You will see me.

text > action

[nishishi]

[I'm sure Law would agree with you--he definitely needs some supervision. But don't volunteer, Hanzo, you've already made one mistake today.

The archer's life is going to be Luffy-free for about five minutes before the straw hat wearing pirate tears out of the dining hall, looking around for this 'Man with a Bow'(Man, he's used to certain Okama being around but that's just weird) and a tattoo.

At least he'll realise what Hanzo meant when he lays eyes on him, the man not wearing a bow but in fact carrying a set of arrows and a weapon. The tattoo was pretty much the big seller.

With a bright smile and a wave of a full hand, Luffy takes a pretty bold seat next to him.]

Hey!! You're Okami, right?!

[whatshimadayou]

[Fortunately, Hanzo isn't going to volunteer. That is too much responsibility for one man, a full-time job, and he sure as hell isn't going to do it. Right now he's kind of regretting offering to fix this guy's uniform.

He's overly friendly, loud, and just about as obnoxious already in person as he was in text format.

Hanzo gazes down at his gourd of sake in serious consideration for a moment. He should probably be sober with a needle and thread.]

Yes, that was the name I chose for the network.

Captain, was it?

[nishishi]

['Chose for the network', lol whatever that means. Your name is Okami now, until you correct him three or four times until he gets it. (If he gets it.)]

Yep! Captain Monkey D Luffy of the Straw Hat Pirates. That's me! [Easy as that.] Nice t'meetcha. It's good to see there are good people here already--

Oh, I brought you some food, here. [He takes out his coat--the sad, now sleeveless thing with frayed and torn cloth hanging off it. There's two apples, an orange, and a banana sitting in the middle of it as he unties it from itself.]

[whatshimadayou]

[Fortunately, he's not that concerned. Hanzo isn't in a hurry to talk about his real name with anyone, tbh]

You lead a band of pirates. [Yet he claims to know good people. That's curious, but he's the last person to truly judge as of yet.

Quietly, he hopes that Luffy is not referring to him.]

You did not need to do that. [Okay you're a moron but obviously you have a big heart knock that off kid] ...Thank you.

[nishishi]

That's right! I got eight people in my crew, not including me. It sucks, because only two of them are here with me, but! [He crosses his legs, sitting up straighter in front of his new friend, a hand on the back of that straw hat on his head.]

Already did it. No changing the past. So I hope you like fruit, Okami! [He laughs, the sound escaping between his teeth in a 'shishishi' sort of sound.]

Can you really fix it for me, though?

[whatshimadayou]

Perhaps consider yourself fortunate that you have familiar faces than none at all. [He has nothing to be envy about. Hanzo didn't deserve to have Genji here with him.]

Fruit was a fine choice. I appreciate it. [Politely, he nods his head.]

Yes, I can. You will have to be patient, but I can fix it for you.

[nishishi]

Oh--yeah, that's a pretty good way of looking at it, huh? Heh, Torao would say the same thing. [Probably not a good thing to be compared to Trafalgar Law, buddy.]

Shouldn't be drinking on an empty stomach anyway. [Gotta have food to absorb sake, that's what Zoro says, right?] I can be real patient. [No.] So take your time or whatever! [He's going to bother you until you're done.]

[whatshimadayou]

No, drinking on an empty stomach is not often recommended. [Unwisely, he has done it before. Multiple times. Regret is a constant status of his life anyway whatever man]

Give me your uniform.

[While Hanzo digs into what few belongings he's accumulated here. Thread and needle had been part of it; he has no doubts that he'll have to take care of his own injuries, and it doesn't hurt to be prepared for that.]

I shouldn't be more than a few minutes.

[nishishi]

You'll get seasick. [A bright smile, and he's pushing the fruit off onto whatever Hanzo's sitting on, placing them next to him before holding out the poor, armless, tattered uniform coat.]

Here you go!

Mind if I sit and watch? [He's already sitting.]

[whatshimadayou]

I would not know. I don't travel by boat often.

[The coat is taken, then pauses as he gives Luffy a wry look as he just invites himself over.]

It is not much to see. [He calmly threads a needle.] Perhaps you can tell me about your crew while I work.

[Luffy seems the type to like talking. Maybe that'll distract him.]

[nishishi]

No? You gotta' back where I'm from. Lotta' small islands, you know? [The world was mostly ocean, it's super weird to be in a place where there isn't any ocean at all.]

Sure, maybe it's not a lot for you. [But it's fun seeing what other people are good at, so he's leaning in--wow you threaded that without hurting yourself at all.]

Mm? Oh--! Sure! Well, the only person I've met who's here yet is Sanji. He's our ship cook. He's amazing, he can cook absolutely anything, and it'll be the best thing you've ever eaten.

He uses his legs to fight because something to do with his hands being too important or something, but... he's really strong, even just with kicking things around. He smokes a lot though, it can get pretty stinky.

[whatshimadayou]

We have planes and carriers. I tend to prefer air travel.

[Hanzo has steady hands, not that threading a needle is immensely difficult. Once threaded, he uses a knife to gently work off the remaining threads and shredded cloth from Luffy's butchered attempts before.]

It takes quite a bit of skill to just use your feet. But I suppose I understand a little. His hands are his tools? As a cook.

Who else?

[nishishi]

Air? Oh, I see. I can get that. We made our ship fly once, it was pretty cool.

[This is a normal conversation. He's still watching Hanzo's movements like a hawk, his hands tucked under his chin as he leans in. The position he's sitting in seems uncomfortable.]

Yeah! His hands are his treasure, so he's gotta' protect them!
After that, I guess I'd tell you about Zoro! He was my first crewmate that I recruited. He used to be an infamous pirate hunter, but I saved his life from the Marines, so he joined me.

He's got green hair and he fights with three swords. There's no better swordsman in the entire world!

[whatshimadayou]

You made your ship fly. A boat ship.

[IF YOU SAY SO but his balance of realistic expectations is that he definitely is aware of at least one fully sentient and speaking gorilla-scientist out there, and Hanzo can summon dragons, so if there's a flying boat-ship, fine. Why not.]

Hm. [The needle fumbles when he starts sewing, prickling his finger. Green hair and a swordsman. It's a foolish thought, but his mind thinks of Genji.

That isn't what he needs to be thinking of right now. Hanzo carefully goes to sewing, ensuring that the ends will not fray.]

How does he fight with three swords?

[nishishi]

Yep!! We rode an upstream from the ocean and flew right up into the sky islands! [His arms come up as he speaks, clearly trying to accentuate the action--but he goes still when Hanzo pricks himself. Blinking a little, his head tilting to the side.

Are you okay, man?

His hands settle back down against his ankles, and that grin resumes on his face.]

One in each hand and one in his mouth. [Seriously.]

[whatshimadayou]

Sky islands. [Well why not. He does raise his brow at Luffy's gestures, as if attempting to visualize what happened.

Though he seems a fool, Hanzo does not think he's lying.]

That sounds terrible for his teeth. He must be truly strong to manage that sort of skill.

[nishishi]

Sky Islands! There was a guy up there named Enel, and he was a pretty big jerk. I showed him what's what, though, and sent him flying. [He shrugs, settling back down to watch the other sew again.]

Maa, I used to think so too. But he's tough, so his teeth probably are, too.

[whatshimadayou]

Sounds like that was an adventure. [Sent him flying. They fought, then. This Enel must not have been a difficult opponent.]

I suppose so. [Difficult to say. Hanzo has learned different forms of fighting with a sword, but clenching one in his teeth doesn't sound terribly wise to him.]

Who else? [One sleeve finishes, and he moves on to the next.]