Um, I’m pretty bad at ZoSan. *glares* You wouldn't be belittling your ZoSan skills again, would you?
It had been a decent fight until the witch had broken it up and he’d ended up sulking in the shade of her mikons. Why is the thought of Zoro sulking just so cute?
a rowdy game of “toss the beaker” with Luffy while Usopp panicked in between them Dorks. Just dorks.
covered up as that ashtray mouth opened and the cook began muttering some of the filthiest things the swordsman had ever heard. OMG, I love that!
along with a brief mention of his own name that he promptly blocked out in sheer terror. Oh, Zoro. *eye roll*
There was nowhere and nothing sacred in such a small space. *snickers*
Hmmm, I do believe my thoughts on ZoSopp are known by now, yes?
And who knew Zoro was that limber? The cook certainly, and obviously the captain. Zoro: swordsman. directionless wonder. slut.
On the shaking table, a few drops of alcohol dribbled out of a fallen glass and gleamed as brightly as Zoro’s earrings, as Usopp’s eyes, whenever the light chanced upon them. Pretty, pretty words, these.
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Date: 2006-05-17 03:12 pm (UTC)It had been a decent fight until the witch had broken it up and he’d ended up sulking in the shade of her mikons. Why is the thought of Zoro sulking just so cute?
a rowdy game of “toss the beaker” with Luffy while Usopp panicked in between them Dorks. Just dorks.
covered up as that ashtray mouth opened and the cook began muttering some of the filthiest things the swordsman had ever heard. OMG, I love that!
along with a brief mention of his own name that he promptly blocked out in sheer terror. Oh, Zoro. *eye roll*
There was nowhere and nothing sacred in such a small space. *snickers*
Hmmm, I do believe my thoughts on ZoSopp are known by now, yes?
And who knew Zoro was that limber? The cook certainly, and obviously the captain. Zoro: swordsman. directionless wonder. slut.
On the shaking table, a few drops of alcohol dribbled out of a fallen glass and gleamed as brightly as Zoro’s earrings, as Usopp’s eyes, whenever the light chanced upon them. Pretty, pretty words, these.