theflashyfool | IC inbox @ Golden Peacock

As soon as Loki gets the room number from Buggy, he heads down. He’s only a floor below him, but it already seems a bit worse. As he walks down the hallway he wonders how this place decided on what level everyone would be at and why there is such a difference. Surely most floors that didn’t contain large suites would be the same, but apparently not.

By the time he makes it to the door, he’s a little excited. Loki knows of various herbs and foods that can be used in magic, but he can’t remember coming across an actual magical fruit before.

He knocks before crossing his arms, trying to look casual as he waits for Buggy to answer.

do you believe in ghosts?

Buggy, perchance you have a moment to come meet someone I just met?

That way they can smell you for me. [ While Shanks still sounds put together as he makes this request, the note of amusement is definitely in his voice. ]

[ After this conversation with Luffy, Shanks does decide to give having a real conversation of what happened in the past a chance. Part of him thinks this is a terrible idea. You leave the past in the past, for a reason. At least, Shanks does. ]

[ It doesn't feel like Buggy has been able to do that for twenty years. That sounds like a very painful, heavy and uncomfortable burden, so Shanks is going to try. If for no other reason, to help Buggy, and ensure Luffy doesn't keep being a casualty in between, as it seems Buggy dragged him into this mess. ]

Buggy, you up? I thought we could get some drinks.

[Continued]

You're a clever girl... Can't tell me you haven't thought about it. [He leans in, lips pressed to her ear as his hands flex over her thighs, slide up a little bit higher.]

Everything detaches, and you know, I can still control it. [He gives a playful nip to her earlobe, testing the waters a bit.] Could be a little secret between us, even.

[Not that they haven't got a couple between them right now.]

Well-- [There's a chuckle.]

I got a pretty good view from where I am.

[Continued]

Food. Really?

[He's losing points over food?]

Next time, I'll make sure you have all the cotton candy and funnel cake that you want. [Or whatever the little dummy was expecting. Although he can't be bothered to argue much more than that when he's laving attention over the other's cock, firm and enthusiastic strokes of his tongue teasing over hardened flesh, tracing the underside from base to tip before he moves to dip into the slit there.

See if Luffy is concerned about food now, when he's filling Buggy's slick, warm mouth as he sinks down on him.]

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I guess pleasure is a plus... no reason to escape too soon, at least.

[Although he doubts that will keep many all that... content for too long. Most, it seems, want to go home.]

Well... the cat part might be a tiny bit weird. Doesn't sound like a bad time though.

[Hmm--]

Weirdest? Got locked in a closet and told to make out, or maybe-- it wasn't even sexual? But I took a bath and got a mud mask stuck on. Turns out, if you put it on yourself, need a different pair of hands to wash it off.

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[If it's any consolidation, it's definitely not how Buggy intended to meet either. There's a frustrated huff before Buggy lets his forehead drop to the door for a moment before he collects himself and--

moves to sit down on the bed to Ming Yi with a huff.]

So-- guess. We're here for a while then.

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[He wouldn't be the first to not quite know what to make of Buggy, and it won't be the first time that Buggy chose to take it as a compliment... or, if not a compliment, something to take pride in at least.]

Whoa-- [Buggy is very obviously looking around to try and guess where that book disappeared off to.] Sounds interesting. Is that-- a trick of yours?

[He reaches out to shake the hand offered to him though, offering a grin.]

Thank you. It's a pleasure to meet you too. [And Buggy is never one to turn down a chance to perform.]

I suppose I owe you a show, huh?

[ His voice is thick, groggy, and absolutely joyless - none of that probably sounds like Shanks, especially bothering someone else in the middle of the night. ]

Buggy, perchance you are available? I don't mean to impose, but I believe I'm about to.

[ follow up to this, cw: violence, drowning, choking, angst, guilt ]

[ Shanks voice sounds more himself, but heavy, and there's definitely a tremor in his words once in a while. ]

[ He doesn't expect Buggy to pick up, or respond to him, so he just leaves a message. ]

Buggy, I don't expect forgiveness. [ And he isn't going to makes excuses, either, but Buggy still deserves something from him. ] But I am sorry. For what I said, and for...trying to drown you like that, or choke you. I never, not once, thought any of the things I said. And I wouldn't do that to you.

There's no excuse, though. I still said those things, and I still did those things. I can promise I will do everything in my power to make sure it doesn't happen again. [ He sighs. ]

[ Then tries to sound cheerful when he ends the message. ] If you want to hear this in person, I can do that, too. I'll buy us drinks, and give you a proper apology.

[ Then the message abruptly ends. ]

bucky i think this place is a scam

Hey, still a four?

[Loki really hadn’t meant to let this lie so long. The instant Shanks told him what happened, he knew he was going to contact Buggy. They weren’t overly close or anything, but Loki genuinely likes him. He also knows how he’d feel if his best friend had seemingly turned on him, whether there was a good extenuating circumstance or not.

As such, he’s been wanting to message him and has been procrastinating about it since he knows he might not want to talk about it either, if it were him. It also makes his text come out a bit awkward.]

Hello there. I have been meaning to contact you again for a while now, but well, I guess I wasn’t sure how to broach this topic. I was speaking with your friend Shanks not too long ago and I suppose I just wanted to check in on you. I hope that is not too strange.

[ Oh, is it Shanks reaching out first again? It might just very well be. His voice sounds mildly amused. ]

Buggy, when you get a moment, you should stop by my suite. No rush, just when you would like.

Location: My current 10th Floor Suite.
Please RSVP and feel free to bring a plus one.

[Continued]

Yeah, well, that's the plan whenever I get back. [Though it irks him that he's apparently not worth inconveniencing one's self over.]

Do you really want to hear about my adventures? [As much as he boasts and build himself up--

Well, he just hasn't done much with his life by staying in the East Blue, has he?]

[Continued]

[As promised, Buggy is out to pick up Nami dressed in one of the finest suits he's managed to get here (even if he's stuck in a boring place like this, he wants to make an impression!) and ready for some fun -- as promised.

He comes around her suite to pick her up, a grin on his lips.]

So, I suppose we have to get ready a little before we head out, huh?

[You know, if she wants to make good on her suggestion for the night and their competition...]

Flashy?

[ Attached. ]

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Sounds fishy to me, or stupid. Who's he to decide if it's better for half of everyone to be gone?

[Or to take that choice away from them? Buggy may be a rotten pirate and exceedingly greedy, but-- he does value freedom. For anyone, really.]

Some people just don't appreciate a good show. It's sad, really.

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Just to me, huh? Are you shy?

[But fortunately--]

Fine, you can send it to me again and we'll call it good.

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