( there's a time and place for everything, and now is neither the time nor the place to ask. but shanks will ask, when he feels that time is right. he's still processing his own emotions about it. that familiar nagging feeling that they've left too much unsaid lingers on. perhaps in three to five business days he and koby can have a real conversation about it. )
i'm a pirate, koby i stole it from a wharf
( he doesn't say luffy helped, but luffy may have helped. it's monumentally more difficult to commandeer a ship with only one hand, after all. )
( it's not hard to miss. but shanks has seen some truly strange things during his time on the grand line, so a hot pink seal barely even registers as being odd. in a way, it almost feels like home. he calls out to the seal below: )
Koby? Is that you?
( who else would it be? it doesn't hurt to ask, though. just in case. and maybe he's also buying a little time. he's not entirely sure how he's going to get a seal on board without a crew to haul the nets. )
[Does the seal roll it's eyes and splash water up at Shanks with it's cute little pink flippers? Absolutely, it does. Disrespectful.
But then it -- he -- disappears under the water, reappearing on the other side of the boat, scoping out the riverbank thoughtfully. Moving around on land as a seal is very undignified, but so would transforming back into a human shape and being naked, so Koby decides to sacrifice his dignity in favor of lumbering up the rocky bank and scrambling onto a fallen log until he's about an equal height as the deck of the ship.
Then, gesturing impatiently with a flipper: come closer, I did my part. Maybe Shanks can find a board or something, a makeshift gangplank. Or honestly just pick him up -- he's not a big seal at all, just a little fuzzy guy.]
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i'm a pirate, koby
i stole it from a wharf
( he doesn't say luffy helped, but luffy may have helped. it's monumentally more difficult to commandeer a ship with only one hand, after all. )
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Wonderful. I'll find your ill-gotten ship, be right there.
[And yes, within twenty minutes there's a spotted harbor seal circling the boat. A...hot pink one. Shhhh.]
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Koby? Is that you?
( who else would it be? it doesn't hurt to ask, though. just in case. and maybe he's also buying a little time. he's not entirely sure how he's going to get a seal on board without a crew to haul the nets. )
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But then it -- he -- disappears under the water, reappearing on the other side of the boat, scoping out the riverbank thoughtfully. Moving around on land as a seal is very undignified, but so would transforming back into a human shape and being naked, so Koby decides to sacrifice his dignity in favor of lumbering up the rocky bank and scrambling onto a fallen log until he's about an equal height as the deck of the ship.
Then, gesturing impatiently with a flipper: come closer, I did my part. Maybe Shanks can find a board or something, a makeshift gangplank. Or honestly just pick him up -- he's not a big seal at all, just a little fuzzy guy.]