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[yourhatred]

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[deathsdoctor]

... not such a common trait among pirates, I'm afraid. I'm a bit of an oddity that way.

[Sigh. He nearly pulls his hair out every time a person from his world talks about Devil Fruits and their weaknesses. Must they be so casual about it? It was just inviting someone to pull a Yuber.]

[yourhatred]

Lucky for me we have that in common, then.

[He smiles faintly.]

[deathsdoctor]

Lucky for both us. [Faint smile in return.] We won't drive each other batty that way.

[yourhatred]

I don't think we would find each other such good company otherwise.

[deathsdoctor]

Probably not. [Smiling a little wider and sliding in closer.] Here's to paranoia, then.

[yourhatred]

Yes. May it serve us well.

[deathsdoctor]

[And now he's going to droop a little, energy brought by a brief moment of cheer fading away.]

... mind if I steal your couch tonight?

[I promise to sleep silently, even if it won't be a good restful sleep.]

[yourhatred]

You should know the answer without asking.

[He runs a hand briefly through Law's hair.] But no. I don't mind.

[deathsdoctor]

[Brushing his fingers against the ninja's again and allowing them to linger, Law turns at the touch, murmuring] Thank you.

[yourhatred]

If there's anything else I can do for you...

[deathsdoctor]

... [His fingers twitch. To ask this... is difficult. Weak. He feels so weak.] ... can you make my sleep dreamless?

[yourhatred]

...I can make the attempt.

But given how my abilities are affected in this place, I can promise nothing.

[deathsdoctor]

That's okay. ... even if it doesn't work, it's fine.

[The trying is the important part.]

[yourhatred]

...Do you want me to do this now?

[deathsdoctor]

[Pushing self up] ... let's wait until we're down in your apartment.

[Falling asleep on the roof and having to be hauled down would probably be a little troublesome, no?]

[yourhatred]

[Itachi nods.]

Then there's no hurry. We can take our time.

[deathsdoctor]

Mmhm...

[Staring up at the sky... at the stars.] You know they never stay fixed here? The stars, I mean.

[Random, yes. But tired... utterly worn out. It's to be expected.]

[yourhatred]

I wouldn't know.

My sight doesn't reach that far anymore.

But it must be frustrating for someone who uses them as guides.

[deathsdoctor]

It's very. I've been charting them for the last few months. Trying to make sense of it.

It makes me wonder if what I see up there is real or merely another Malnosso illusion.

[yourhatred]

There are some things here that it seems a waste to even try to make sense of.

[And that's not something he says often.]

[deathsdoctor]

... yeah... you got a point.

[He'll just tear his eyes away from the sky.]

Let's go inside, okay?

[Before I thoroughly depress myself.]

[yourhatred]

[Itachi stands slowly, offering Law assistance in doing the same.]

[deathsdoctor]

[Taking Itachi's hand and allowing himself to be helped up. He'll just follow on slowly after him.

Caged and weak. Not breaking down like after Luceti Valley, not yet, but if the pirate he was could see him now...

Shameful.

He needs to go back to the sea. Be what he's supposed to be.

... maybe there's a mission. Haha. He could even tolerate the Malnosso for that chance. It's horrifying. That. After everything...

... he can't even really recall his nakama... everything before Sabaody is too blurry. And he's willing to work with them just for a chance to bring everything back into focus.



Not showing it, but breaking down after all. Just a silent one.



Knock him out, Itachi. Please knock him out. He doesn't want to think. Or dream. Or feel.

He's had enough.

Knock him out.]

[yourhatred]

[Itachi leads him inside, over to the free bed, sitting him down on the edge.

Then he kneels before him, reaching up to place a hand on the other's chin.]

I need you to look into my eyes. Hopefully this will only take a moment.

[The Sharingan flares to life, irises going red.]

[deathsdoctor]

[Law locks tired, fracturing eyes on his. Right now, there is no hint of blue left in them. They are grey and ringed with shadow black as the abyss.]

I'm ready.

[He waits. He will not fight it.]