[It's a little weird to not add a title - Perona's a stickler for formalities - but she'll learn to adjust in time. It just feels so...impersonal, but if he asked for it, she should at least try to oblige.
Mihawk the Pidgey puffs up at the image of the little zebra, continuing with its leering. He only 'deflates' once the electric type departs and when his trainer puts her hands on his head to stroke his fringe.]
I can't be sure exactly, but I don't think the world's greatest swordsman would take too well to losing his blade, and having it replaced with an animal or something. I've found certain men are quite attached to their weapons...though the value of the black blade is unlike most treasure you find on the sea. But then again, he's always been intelligent...and I think he'd adapt in time. [Perona moves her Pidgey to her shoulder, where he sits and quietly nestles into her long hair.] Though I'm sure he wouldn't be happy.
[Kind of like her Perona hates not having her ghosts to accompany her, to scout for information for her, and to teach lessons to the idiots and unholy horrorterrors called bugs crawling around in the brush.]
Hm~! I'm sure he will be. You as well - I hope you have a noble steed in due time.
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[omai...how scandalous. (also I love this thread so much thought you should know. ♥)]
Date: 2013-08-01 10:29 pm (UTC)[It's a little weird to not add a title - Perona's a stickler for formalities - but she'll learn to adjust in time. It just feels so...impersonal, but if he asked for it, she should at least try to oblige.
Mihawk the Pidgey puffs up at the image of the little zebra, continuing with its leering. He only 'deflates' once the electric type departs and when his trainer puts her hands on his head to stroke his fringe.]
I can't be sure exactly, but I don't think the world's greatest swordsman would take too well to losing his blade, and having it replaced with an animal or something. I've found certain men are quite attached to their weapons...though the value of the black blade is unlike most treasure you find on the sea. But then again, he's always been intelligent...and I think he'd adapt in time. [Perona moves her Pidgey to her shoulder, where he sits and quietly nestles into her long hair.] Though I'm sure he wouldn't be happy.
[Kind of like her Perona hates not having her ghosts to accompany her, to scout for information for her, and to teach lessons to the idiots and unholy horrorterrors called bugs crawling around in the brush.]
Hm~! I'm sure he will be. You as well - I hope you have a noble steed in due time.