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[fierybluebird]

[Along the Dollet Beach students from the academy seem to have set up a small little beach party. There are blankets, coolers, Grell in a bikini, and even Marco is just hanging out in his beach shorts (although you won't ever see him go in the water.) There's even a beach volleyball area set up. Purely for the viewing pleasure of the guys watching. Seeing the scene you would never expect lots of violence that was about to befall.]

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[vanadiel-knight.livejournal.com]

Uh huh. [No, a little bit disbelieving here Marco. Strong people attract strong followers, they need to be able to keep up after all.]

I apologize, but you didn't seem like the type for accounting. And also... [Have a glance at that arm still around her shoulders before she treats you to a raised eyebrow.] How long do you intend to keep that there?

[fierybluebird]

Here I am laying my heart and soul out to you and you're worried about a little thing like closeness? I'm wounded. So wounded. I shall die from heartbreak. [Says this all deadpan, but removes the arm to put over his eyes dramatically from fake!woe.]

Even more wounded that you think I can't do economics. I'll have you know I never hostilely took over any islands. [EVIL EVIL CHUCKLE.] Except financially.

[vanadiel-knight.livejournal.com]

This is hardly "little." [Have a grin and, whoops, sorry Marco, your guard is down. She gives you a noogie.] I'll be sure to attend your funeral, should such a thing happen.

[fierybluebird]

[Eyes widen and flail and gives out a girlish complaint.] Not the hair! FIEND.

[vanadiel-knight.livejournal.com]

[...]

[...]

[... snerk.]

[Akiela bursts out laughing.]

[fierybluebird]

[Ohhhh see this face? >:| he objects. He objects a lot.]

It's hard to get this perfectly messy, but still neatly spiky. I can't just throw on a helmet you know.

[vanadiel-knight.livejournal.com]

Sure you could. That way, your hair might be messy but at least no one would see it.

[fierybluebird]

But then they couldn't identify me as the Pineapple Prince!

[Pause.] Well I suppose it's moot here anyway, but that's not the point!

[vanadiel-knight.livejournal.com]

... Pineapple Prince? [She gives you a blank stare.]

[fierybluebird]

Long ago, on an island far away, there was a deserted island in the shape of a pineapple. Somehow a lost stranded boy landed there and declared it his own. He was raised by the pineapples, and he always promised that one day he would find the rest of his kind. So they gave him the secret to unlocking anyone being able to recognize him as the long lost Pineapple Prince.

[Says this all in deadpan, like he's as serious about this as he was about his Dad being the strongest ever.]

[vanadiel-knight.livejournal.com]

... which was...? [SHE DOESN'T KNOW WHETHER TO BELIEVE THIS OR NOT. FOR ALL SHE KNOWS, HE REALLY COULD HAVE BEEN RAISED BY FRUIT.]

[fierybluebird]

The haircut obviously.

[Carefully straightens his pineapple-looking hair. And now Akiela knows the dilemma his own crewmates have with him. On the one hand, he's probably guffawing up his sleeve at them. On the other hand, he's a nakama so they aren't going to call him a liar and really, who knows? It would actually explain a lot about him. And the Grand Line is beyond bizarre. There really could be roving bands of pineapples that adopt orphans.]

[vanadiel-knight.livejournal.com]

... oh. I am completely bewildered.

[BLANK. STARE. SHE WANTS TO DO EXACTLY THAT, CALL BULLSHIT BUT... IT MIGHT BE TRUE.]

[fierybluebird]

That's okay. That's the haircut's primary function. After all, you're not a lost subject of Pineapple Island.

[Akiela can join his crew and if they show up, ask them. And they'll just tell her they don't know either. It's gotten to the point that his MUN doesn't know if he's lying or not. I just go with if it's proven wrong, he must have been lying. Otherwise it's a MYSTERY story.]

[vanadiel-knight.livejournal.com]

So. You're... royalty?

[She's just sitting here, listening to your tale with this rather blank, guarded stare. Rest assured, if anyone from his world shows up she'll ask them whenever conversationally polite if he's actually from a land of pineapples...]

[fierybluebird]

Of a deserted island inhabited only by pineapples?

[Deadpan stare straight back. He could be saying "Yes obviously" or he could be saying "What are you an idiot?" it's really a tough call.]

[vanadiel-knight.livejournal.com]

[She throws up her arms, a universal gesture for "I give up!"]

[fierybluebird]

[Rests hands on the back of his neck.]

If you'd like to be my knight I'm completely flattered, eh. [Yes, he just took a leaf out of Grell's book.]

[vanadiel-knight.livejournal.com]

[Flopping back down on the blanket.]

That would depend entirely on the benefits. [She has simply decided to accept this, for the sake of her pressured brain.]

[fierybluebird]

We have amazing dental care. And all the free bird music you'd like. Also lots of pineapples.

[He's too shocked she even said yes, and just trying really hard to stay deadpan and keep it going, because he's ever so amused.]

[vanadiel-knight.livejournal.com]

Well how on earth could I resist an offer like that?

[Despite the sarcasm in her voice, she starts laughing.] I don't know how I feel about consuming your people though, sire.

[fierybluebird]

Pineapples aren't my subjects. That's just ridiculous.

[As ridiculous as the rest of his story?]

[vanadiel-knight.livejournal.com]

[Raises an eyebrow.]

Shall I call you the banana prince then?

[fierybluebird]

No no, you missed the point of the story. [Waves hand.] It's to find the lost people from Pineapple Island of course.

[vanadiel-knight.livejournal.com]

I see. Any idea where to begin the search? [Playing along at this point, you have thoroughly confused her and she thinks it's better at this point to just not ask.]