Voicemail

[getaroom]

Your call has been forwarded to an automatic voice messaging system. The number you have dialed is unavailable. Please record your message after the tone.


[This is place for voicemail, phone calls, text messages, or various other rp shenanigans that don't have a place elsewhere. Go nuts. He'll get back to you eventually. Probably.]

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[getaroom]

[Law has no reason to put off this conversation. It's bound to be a little uncomfortable for both parties involved, but that's to be expected. What happened at Dressrosa is just as important to Corazon -- perhaps even more so -- as it is to Law. There's so much tied to it -- emotions and goals, foolish hopes and dreams -- and honestly... he hopes that talking about it will help him put it all to rest.

So much happened there and it was more than he could have ever dared to hope for. Hell, he hadn't expected to come out of it alive, but he was there to see Doflamingo fall. He was able to walk away from it, not all in one piece, but he lived.

Law's wouldn't expect Corazon's emotions to be control right now. What he came here to talk about was not going to be easy to discuss. It was a story that took years to come to fruition. Cora-san put the wheels in motion and Law worked to make sure it finally came to an end. His own emotions feel like they've been scattered to the wind and they haven't even started talking yet.

If he sees the fear (he does), he doesn't comment on it, because he's scared too. Worried about how Corazon will react to it all. His stomach twists a bit as he nods towards the door.]

I told Tashigi-ya to take the rest of the day off so she should be out soon, but there's another office next door.

[Let's quiet things down a bit, yeah?]

[hasklutz]

It's rude to refer to your subordinates like that. [ It's a reflex. On his best days he probably has no room to talk about manners, but wow. Tashigi-ya. He makes a tiny mental note about Tashigi's name, not just because he neglected to ask her, but also because he knows how high the possibility is that the Tashigi at the front desk is the same Tashigi Smoker spoke so highly of.

Corazon lets Law get his thoughts in a little order, nods his understanding.

It's hard to decide where to start. Doffy is the most terrifying thing that he knows. Doesn't matter if he's somewhere after dying, whether he's in another world or home, whether it was just towards Law living on-- a piece of his brother's shadow was inevitably going to stretch to try to cover it. Getting a touch of extra time before figuring out how far and how much and how dangerous, that's a blessing. ]

Silent.

[ Even if that touch of extra time is only as long as it takes to snap his fingers. ]

[getaroom]

[And it was a reflex to ignore it. Waving a hand nonchalantly and rolling his eyes. It's not like he reserved that -ya for just her. Almost everyone gets it. Almost.]

I'll call her whatever I want.

[The familiar veil of silence washes over them and despite the conversation he was about to have Law instantly feels more at ease. It's comforting. A warm sense of nostalgia that settles deep in his chest. The quiet reminds him of a different time when life was as complicated as it was simple. When it was the two of them traveling the North Blue. It reminds him of stupid jokes, smiles, and laughter. Of everything that was sacrificed.

It reminds him of why Corazon is here in his office right now.]

How much do you know?

[He's not sure where to start either, but someone must have told him something for him to even ask to have this conversation in the first place. He wants to know how much Corazon has heard and then he'll work from there.]

[hasklutz]

[ He sorts through his memory of his conversation with Smoker as he lights a cigarette, trying to remember all the details and sort them into a workable order. Between the tight grip of anxiety and his earlier waves of disbelieving, selfish relief-- Doflamingo's defeat, Dressrosa free-- he knows it's possible he missed details. ]

My brother did everything that he planned to do with the resources at his disposal. He became a shichibukai. [ And if that's not something he doesn't want to say again as long as he lives. It takes constant, active effort to keep his voice level. ]

You became a shichibukai, too. Allied yourself with the 'straw hat' pirates? Saved children on Punk Hazard and outed Vergo as a traitor. Defeated him. You traveled to Dressrosa and... fought my brother. You freed that country.