The next week continued in a similar rhythm, and after the first few days of annoyance Fiadh felt nothing at all towards Katakuri's avoidance of her. Her mark on her shoulder had other thoughts, having a constant dull ache and itch. Fia was a master at ignoring such a minor inconvenience with her scar being in that state constantly as is. Her patient was doing better steadily in many aspects such as weight and blood pressure levels being stable. However, she was concerned that he was still in constant pain and discomfort.
Fiadh knew the beast was highly intelligent after many days spent around them and seemed to understand everything she said and that she was trying to help. Yet he still wouldn't speak back to her, though there were some animals Fiadh could not communicate with due to their lack of intelligence this was clearly not one of those cases. She wasn't going to push the matter and instead looked forward to the victorious day her patient would open up, though maybe he didn't even think she could understand even if he did say something…
After another inspection Fiadh decided she'd have to bite the bullet and take him to go get better imaging done. There was no internal bleeding, however, something clearly wasn't right and it was bugging her more by the day. So she made a quick call to Darra and mapped out their rough coordinates. It all worked well as she wasn't too far from a location that would work perfectly, and she'd be able to do a supply dropoff that was close to due. Normally she would just send Darra alone, but she always liked to go when she could.
Darra easily agreed to come pick her and the patient up without even setting a price, instead he simply reminded Fiadh of the gold that was still due. Appeasing her old friend with many promises she began the preparations for her patient. Now that he was conscious it would be both easier and more difficult for this trip. It was also going to be a longer journey across the sea.
Fiadh got right to work packing two duffles, one for herself and her necessary food, clothes, and toiletries. Another for her patient including his medicine, all her equipment, and plenty food and water for the trip there and back. She then got dressed in loose blue jeans, her dark green sash holding her katana, her tall boots, and a black crop top that said crimins across the bust. Tying her hair up in a messy ponytail and grabbing her travel cloak Fiadh sets out of her room to find Katakuri for the first time in over a week.
Hunting him down wasn't hard as he was simply holed up in his room. Fia hesitates for only a moment before knocking on the door with three loud taps.
"I said no one is to bother me." Came a grouchy, tired voice.
Fiadh rolled her eyes before loudly saying, "It's Fiadh."
A thump could be heard from within the room then a deafening silence.
"Uh… One second."
After two minutes of Fiadh oh so patiently waiting with her foot tapping at a faster rate by the second the door finally opens. Katakuri has his normal black vest and pants on, but not boots, and his hair sticks out in an odd way showing he had been trying to sleep. His scarf was slightly crooked but firmly in place.
"Yes?" His magenta eyes looked a tad wide in shock and his earlier annoyance was nowhere to be seen in his demeanor.
This slightly softens Fiadh's irritation, she responds curtly with "I'm going to be gone for a few days. Just wanted to let you know so you don't think I jumped ship."
"Uhh… What?"
Fiadh snorts at the stupefied face Katakuri is making before explaining, "Gotta take my patient to get x-rayed, maybe even an MRI dunno yet. Also gonna make a delivery I was commissioned to do. I'll be back in a few days, well before you reach Oka."
Katakuri quickly hides the swirl of emotions that twists within him. He hadn't seen Fiadh in over a week and she shows up at his door to break the silence with her departure. Granted it was only for a few days and for a good reason, but still.
To be safe Katakuri just nods his head and grunt in affirmation that he understood. He didn't trust not to say something that'd piss the woman off after he had been the one avoiding her.
"Alrighty, I'll be leaving within an hour or so. See ya in a few days." Fiadh mock salutes before turning on her heels and walking away.
Katakuri just stares at her retreating figure and realizes he no longer understood why he had been ignoring her. She clearly wasn't upset about it though, however, he could feel the distance between them had grown. Shit… He fucked up.
Just as she said Fiadh within the hour had everything packed to go and was wheeling her grumpy patient up to the deck for pickup. Fia coos at him and makes sure he's still wrapped in his blanket with only his head out to look around. She didn't want him to get cold during their flight. When they got to the deck the crew froze and stared, all work halting as they craned to look into the cage. Her patient was audibly growling and she told him to knock it off as she stared up at the sky looking for a black dot.
Sensing eyes burning a hole into the back of her head she turns to see a pouting Katakuri standing by the doorway that led below deck. Suddenly he walked up to Fia at a brisk pace and fished something out of his pants pocket.
"Here. To call if you need." Katakuri says as he shoves a small direct line Den den mushi into Fiadh's direction.
Fia reaches out and takes the small snail before grinning up at Katakuri which makes his ears flush to match his hair.
"Thank you. I'll keep you updated so I don't do a surprise return!"
Katakuri grunts before reaching out and ruffling Fiadh's hair. His arm freezes awkwardly before he quickly turns away from her and heads back below deck.
"Well I guess he's done being a brat… Alright let's get going!" Fiadh turns while clapping her hands in excitement before she begins stretching out her legs.
She blames that for the blush on her face and not that she was touched that Katakuri suddenly seemed to care. For the first time in a while her mark sent that pleasant thrill down her spine and warmed her stomach matching her happy mood. He patient huffs in discontent and as if on cue Darra's powerful wings cause gusts of wind that disturb the sails and cause some crew members to fall over.
With no command or communication with Fiadh, Darra takes the supplies he's already carrying and sets them on top of the cage. He then grabs the strap of the cage with the supplies in one go, meanwhile, Fiadh crouches low and launches upwards. Her powerful legs cause the entire ship to rock under pressure as she catapults up and over Darra's back. Deftly Fia grabs the leather saddle and hoists herself into her seat and off they go. Darra causes the ship's board to groan in protest at his disturbance and the sails flap in outrage from the wind, but just as quickly as he arrived they were gone.
It only took 6 hours for them to reach their destination and Fia was glad when they finally landed on the ground again. Her butt was sore from the saddle as it had been a while since she had flown with her companion. She quickly stretched then went to her patient who was doing well, just grumpy as always. Fia got some food and medicine together for him, always one to work ahead of pain for her patients. She looked around and saw it was a deserted island as she anticipated.
"Alright, where are the morons at?" Fia asks Darra with a snarky smirk.
Darra raises a wing pointing into the woods. Which explains why he dropped Fiadh off by the shore since he can't navigate well within those large trees and dense foliage. Fiadh would have to wheel her patient the rest of the way. This wouldn't pose much of an issue, but it would be annoying depending just how far they were since she also had their supplies in tow.
"Okie, here we go!" Fia announces while waving off Darra who wasn't one to wait around.
Fiadh began the trek into the woods keeping her haki as sharp as possible to pick up on the group she was searching for. Eventually she found their loud asses were more than enough. She heard them before her haki even picked up on their presence. It was only a 45 minute walk to get there and she was irritated to find them all drunk off their asses singing. Though she also expected nothing less of the group. After far too long one of them notices you.
"Ayeee! Mish Dartraigh ish herr!" They drunkenly slur out.
Fiadh rolls her eyes and yells back, "WHERE'S DOC?!"
Silence. Everyone turns and stares before all cheering out her name. They all insisted on calling her by her last name after their stupid captain started to.
"Yes? That you Fia?" A middle aged man came out from a large tent set up on the edge of their party area. He wore yellow glasses, had a noticeable scar running down his right eye, and was heavily muscled.
"Yea, I need your equipment!"
"Ah, k. It's in the tent." He says haphazardly before shuffling away. He had a very lazy attitude despite his appearance and was extremely laid back which was why Fiadh liked him so much.
"Captain! Miss Dartraigh is here!" Came an overly excited crew members cry.
"Yea, yea I heard ya! Buncha heathens!"
Fiadh quickly carts her patient into the tent and grabs the supplies before the obnoxious man could get ahold of her. She knew better from years of experience than to underestimate the man even when drunk off his ass. Just as she's turning to exit the tent she gets dragged by the back of her shirt by a calloused hand.
"HEY! You think you could hide from me?!"
Despite the fact Fiadh towered over the man and most of the crew, he easily yanked her down and was dragging her out of the tent.
"Ughhh… This is gonna be a long day." Fiadh mumbles.
"What was that?!"
Fiadh looks up at the red haired man and rolls her eyes. "Shank. Let me go."
"You're no fun! We've been friends for ages and you still treat me so coldly" Shanks pouts in the most expressively dramatic way possible before smiling at her brightly.
"I brought your shit. Damn drunk." Fiadh says as she tosses the large bags at the man.
Gasping Shanks looks at her with sparkling eyes, "Booze?! For me? I could marry you right now!"
Fiadh clicks her tongue at the man and says snarkily, "Don't make me call Makino you perv!"
Fiadh shakes a finger in Shanks' face before patting his head. Despite being 2 years older than the man he still had always tried to treat her like a younger woman. It never bothered Fiadh, and she so enjoyed messing with him. They'd known each other since way back when Fia was a pirate and had still kept in touch since she was an important individual to his Yonko status. No one ran on an empty stomach, and he didn't run without booze.
"Awee… Don't be a bully MISS Dartraigh!" Shanks liked to emphasize miss for her as she was older than him yet unmarried.
He'd been happily, and secretly married to his soulmate for many years now. Which Fiadh was only privy to due to him asking her for some favors to keep his beloved safe and hidden. While she rarely did so Fia sometimes made marine documents magically disappear without a trace when she deemed necessary.
"Mhmm… By the way I have interesting news. Though I'd like to have this chat with some booze in my hand later tonight if that works for you."
"Hm? Okay." Shanks looked curious at hell but knew when to wait.
Fiadh waved him off and went back to the tent to look over her patient and get right to business doing some imaging. The x-rays go smoothly and Fiadh can see that he has a number of broken ribs as well as some kind of mass in his lower abdomen. Just as she suspected she'd need to take an MRI for some better imaging of it. Luckily all the equipment was set up and she can quickly get to work. After getting her imaging she sees it's a box and looks unnatural in the position it's located.
Sitting down by her patient she pets his head, he's on some pretty good pain killers which had made the imaging much easier to complete. But now she needed him more awake so she could try and chat with the uncooperative patient. After 30 minutes he is more alert and is looking at her almost expectantly.
"So… There's some sort of box in your abdomen. I think it may be causing you some pain as it is cramping your intestine and liver. I can remove it but it'll require surgery." Fiadh looks over at him and he seems to be digesting her words in his own way.
"Human, why do you always talk to me like you know I'll understand?" The black hound huffs out in a low rumbling voice. His pointed ears go flat to his head.
"Hah! I knew you could talk. I talk to you because I CAN understand you. I can understand most animals. Do you have a name by the way? I feel bad calling you by vague descriptions..." Fiadh explains while patting his uninjured shoulder.
The large mutant hound looks shocked and stares with large eyes at Fia. Then he growls showing a rare sign of fear before laying back down with a huff. However, he does not try to speak again.
"Do you want me to do the surgery? Fiadh asks simply.
Her patient gives a swift nod and she nods back.
"Okay, I'll set up tonight and we'll do it tomorrow. I want to spend some more time looking at these images tonight before I jump into this."
Her patient just nods again before closing his eyes. Taking that as her cue to leave Fiadh quickly makes up a dinner for him then heads out. Once she gets outside she sees all the pirates either unconscious or still loudly chatting and drinking. Fia gets one to point her to their numbskull captain and goes to find him.
"Miss Dartraighh~!" A clearly drunk Shanks calls. An unimpressed Benn Beckman stands behind him that simply nods at her before returning to his babysitting duties.
"Shanks, gotta drink for me?" Fia calls with a large grin as she sits on a log stump across from Shanks.
"Of course!" Shanks pulls out an entire bottle of wine and hands it over to Fia.
She accepts it but looks to Benn for a glass before drinking any.
"Okay! So biggest news first. Finally got forced to do business with the whale of the new world sea." Fia announces with no mirth in her tone.
"Peh! Gross" Shanks calls out petulantly. Even Benn makes a face at this.
"Indeed. Anyway, second big news! One of her sons is my soulmate." Fia times this perfectly with Shanks taking a drink, on purpose of course.
His alcohol comes spewing out his nose and mouth as he chokes violently on the drink. Coughing out a lung and all the liquid he inhaled Shanks turns to Fia with saucers for eyes before stuttering out, "N-no fucking way."
"Yes fucking way." Fia smirks at the reaction before continuing, "Trust me I'm not amused either, and neither is he. Although I only kinda think he knows? Not sure…"
Fiadh had kind of come to the conclusion the man was ignoring her because he somehow discovered they were bound together. Despite never trying to hide her mark she knew she also didn't flaunt it.
"Hm… That's definitely problematic. Gonna break a lot of men's hearts with that one." Shanks says with a sly grin.
Snorting Fiadh retorts, "Yea sure. What men are you thinking of? Never heard of 'em."
Benn snorts at her comment, getting an evil eye from his captain.
"Anyway! Which one is it?" Shanks says, suddenly looking excited.
"The oldest." Fiadh responds back calmly.
"Oh… That one's got a rep." He replies while scrunching his face at the comment.
"Yea, I know. Though I've found he's not completely terrible."
This get's Shank's attention as he raises an eyebrow in curiosity, "Oh? Do tell."
The reason Fiadh was even opening about all of this was because she kind of hoped Shank's would have some soulmate information, since he was far more experienced than she is. Fia had only ever had short flings throughout life. Always keeping them from getting messy or interfering with her life too much. Nothing that could ever become as serious as this could.
"So the job I'm doing has led to me traveling with him for quite some time. Like almost half a year, though it's only been a month so far." Fia says concisely.
"He's been shockingly nice to me, a little rocky start but I was kinda being a bitch. Then he ended up showing me all these super surprising sides to him?" Fia looks down confused at her lap. Taking another long sip of her wine she looks up at Shanks and Benn.
"Ohhh, she's got it bad Benn!"
Benn finally speaking up says, "Sir, you can't judge."
Shanks looks betrayed by the statement as Fiadh just stares in confusion at the two of them.
"Uhhh, What do I have bad?"
"Branwen's curse!" Shanks says dramatically causing Fiadh to huff unamused.
"Ugh, you're no fun… You're just being dragged head over heels into loving the man Fiadh!" Shanks says throwing his hands up dramatically before continuing, "Don't even try to deny it! Same thing happened to me with Makino!"
Fiadh bites her tongue that was about to refute his comment and says, "Fine… But isn't it just this damn marks fault?!"
"Well… Maybe? No one knows just how much the mark affects us. Does it really matter? You clearly like the guy, just give him a chance. Though his family sucks ass, be careful of those crazies." Shanks says with a large grin.
Fiadh sighs, she had hoped this would help. Instead she felt even more internal conflict and confusion. She looks at Benn hoping he could help her but he just shrugs.
"Okay… But he's been avoiding me for over a week now and has shown zero interest in anything to do with me. I feel it's just best I put up a wall for now. We probably just met too early which caused the mark to appear!" Fiadh tries to reason.
Shanks looks thoroughly unamused and says, "Uh-huh… And when did this mark appear?"
Fiadh looks irritated at his question but responds, "6 months ago…"
"And you've known the man for 2 months max? Yea okay." Shanks says with a victorious smirk.
Fiadh takes another long drink finishing her glass and refilling it. She was a big woman and could equally handle her alcohol as such.
"So what do you think I should do?" Fia huffs out in irritation.
"Hmm, try being evil?" Shanks says with a smirk.
Fiadh raises an eyebrow at this, she thoroughly enjoys being evil for her personal amusement.
"Just try and stir him up somehow" He states simply.
"Hm… Okay, I'll think this over." Fiadh says.
After years at sea she had learned that having friends like Shanks to talk to about these topics was always best. Despite being damn near middle aged she was inexperienced in many aspects of life. This is where those friends came handy. The fact Shanks was more of a business partner made this easier to her in some way as she felt no judgement from him and knew she could always pay him back for his help.
The two spent another hour or so conversing about their respective lives, and with slight prying Fiadh got more insight in how Shanks had met his soulmate. It was an interesting and less than conventional love story, but fitting for the goofy pirate captain. He always had an extra dopey, lovestruck face when talking about his destined person. It made Fiadh's chest clench with a jealous pang, but she of course hid it expertly as she knew it wasn't hers to yearn after. Despite finding her "destined partner" per Branwin's decision the cynical woman had little hope for the type of pure love she saw others having. In her eyes she didn't deserve that kind of love twice in life.
"Alright, I'm gonna go settle for the night, gotta do a surgery and get done by tomorrow." Fiadh says while reaching out and patting Shanks on the shoulder.
Shanks doesn't take that as appropriate and wraps her into one armed hug. Fiadh stares at where his missing arm should be and finds herself speaking before she should.
"You know Strawhat Luffy, right?" Fiadh states more than asks. She already noticed his hat matched his old one.
"Hmm.. Why?" Shanks looks shockingly sober and cynical in that moment. All their previous goofiness forgotten.
"A certain princess I am close to was saved by him. I owe the kid a debt for that. Also I have a favor to ask him on top of that." Fiadh says being completely open.
Shanks smiles at that and pats her shoulder saying, "He's my favorite little monkey child! Total monster kid though, be careful or he'll try to recruit you."
Laughing Fia says, "I'm much too old for that! I was just curious if you think he really made it out of marineford alive. Kinda need him alive to pay him back."
"Oh he's alive all right. His heart still needs to heal, but he's alive and kicking." The pride in Shanks' eyes as he says this makes Fia happy she'd chosen the kid for Law.
"Good. Thanks, I'll see you tomorrow."
Shanks and Benn wave Fiadh off and she goes back to the medical tent deciding to just set up to sleep there. Taking out her duffel from her patient's cage that was left open anyway, she takes out clothes and a sleeping bag. That night she stayed up late looking through the imaging she got of her patient's abdomen to make the best hypothetical plan for the surgery she could. Fia also spent quite some time getting the surgery area prepped and all necessary equipment ready.
The next morning she woke up groggy, sore, and feeling almost hungover. It was most likely due to the shitty dreams she'd had all night but that was more of a norm for her. She got up and shuffled out for breakfast then came back to get her patient ready for the surgery. Since his stomach was already empty she just had to briefly let him know her plan then after getting confirmation she knocked him out with some anesthesia.
Once Fia moved her to the table to begin her surgery she swiftly made the necessary incision, just large enough to remove the mystery box.
Overall the surgery took about an hour as she had to be very careful in removing the box that had attached to some tissue. All the while his vitals beeped on her monitor and the tube down his throat kept him rhythmically breathing. She noticed the box was actually stitched into his abdomen and as she looked around to make sure she didn't mix anything she realized most of her patient's insides looked stitched together. Though it looked clean she knew there was no way it was all at homeostasis as it looked mixed from various animals. As she presumed her patient was definitely some sort of experiment. Probably someone trying to make a guard animal mixed between a hound and a lion.
After stitching up his abdomen, and inserting a drain for any fluids she declared it a successful surgery. Fia quickly looks over all his healing wounds from before and is satisfied by how good they look. She could almost take out the knots she put in to hold the larger wounds together. Taking the box off the table she now could analyze exactly what it was. There was a single red light on the outside that she could see, and some unlegible words on the side. It was made of some kind of ultra light metal, maybe aluminum but that wouldn't hold up so well inside the body. Fiadh decided to break into the little box as curiosity got the best of her.
"What the fuck…" She mutters out.
Inside is a jumble of wires and a motherboard. It seemed like a tracker of some sort, except there was also a plastic container that made up the majority of the box with a needle spring loaded connecting to it. There was only a small amount of liquor left in the container so Fiadh decided to break into that too. Taking out a swab she takes a sample and puts it on a slide then she sniff checks it. Before she can even continue her analysis she can tell what it is.
"This is a fucking posion." Fiadh says softly.
She can smell the toxic chemicals from just a short wiff. There seemed to be all sorts of nast shit in it as well. Judging from the tracking mechanism it was likely a way to kill their creation should he escape, as he clearly did. However, they couldn't just do it a simple way they had to make it drawn out and painful.
The reason Fiadh couldn't identify the poison was because it wasn't necessarily a poison. It was just a seemingly random chemical concoction they created to kill the poor animal from the inside out. He was in pain because he had this shit floating around eating his cells and destroying his already unhinged homeostasis internally. Fia felt her blood run hot as she became furious with the inhumane individual that would do such a thing to something they probably created in the first place.
Sighing to release her anger she turns back to her patient that was due to wake up soon. She works on removing his catheter, tracheostomy tube, and began doing some after care. Fia gently brushes a hand over his head and wraps his body in a fluffy blanket as most patients felt cold while waking out of anesthesia. With some shuddering breaths and deep whining noises her patient opens his eyes and looks up at her before resting again. This time he moves his head willingly onto her lap so she continues to pet his head and rub his ears soothingly.
Fiadh wasn't sure exactly how much more time she'd have with her patient, but she felt a kinship with his clearly hard life. He didn't seem very old either, having young healthy teeth, and clearly having some room to grow judging from his paws. Fia felt her heart clench at the suffering that had been brought upon him, but instead just focused on doing what she could to help him.
It took the hound quite a few hours to fully wake up and even then he was still out of it. Though after some pain killers he was quite hungry. This time Fiadh put some charcoal into the food mixing it with beef broth to make it tolerable. Any leftover chemicals was her main focus on removing so the mutt would be getting a detox whether he likes it or not. She knew this meant having more feces to clean up, but she didn't care in the least. It was natural as with every other bodily function.
"You feeling better bud?" Fiadh asks softly while brushing her patient's head while setting down his food by him.
At first there was a guttural noise like he was going to verbally respond but instead he just nods and begins to eat his food.
"Alright good! We gotta start heading back soon, so I'm gonna fix the cage so you don't get jostled in the least." Fiadh says with a bright smile.
She then got up and headed out of the tent to go say goodbye to the Red Hair Pirates. After a brief goodbye and a quick hug from Shanks, Fiadh went and set up the cage for travel. She pillow forted the shit out of her patient then put up thick canvas sheets of fabric all around the sides to protect the hound from any light, wind, or any other element during the trip.
After Fiadh was satisfied with her work she wheels her patient out with only a quick wave to the crew and a thanks to their doctor for letting her use his equipment. She'd left a little alcoholic treat on his desk as thanks which she's certain he will appreciate. Because the crew drank so damn much they couldn't afford to drink the good stuff and mostly had total garbage on hand unless it was a special occasion.
It only took Fiadh 30 minutes on the way back to the shore as she hurried with long strides. For some reason she felt lighter than she had for weeks. Maybe the pep talk from Shanks had really helped her, regardless she definitely felt more comfortable about the whole soulmate situation after hearing more of his story. Despite the cynical side of her being never changing on the matter she would continue as she had been.
When she got to the beach Darra was there as she expected, the proud bird was preening his wings and only acknowledged her with an unimpressed side eye. Fia did one more walk around and let her patient know they'd be taking off soon. He had been soundly sleeping post op to recover and only grunted in affirmation without opening his eyes. Fia then secured her traveling cloak and gave Darra a thumbs up that they were ready. She mounted into the saddle and off they went, the small desolate island quickly disappeared behind them as they went back towards Katakuri's ship.
Once they were in the air Fiadh pulled out the small direct den den mushi and called Katakuri to let him know they were enroute back. She had thought to call earlier, but it just wasn't her style with these things. Fia loved to show up with as little notice as she could get away with. Some sadistic part of her just loved seeing people scramble at her arrival.
"Puru puru puru… Puru puru puru… Puru puru puru…"
Fiadh rolls her eyes and second guesses even bothering to call. She lets the snail ring for another 15 seconds before hanging up and shoving the snail back in her cloak. That was one way to get on her nerves. Give her a direct line to then NOT pick up when she calls. Men.
"Puru puru puru!" Came the cry from the snail just shoved in her cloak.
Fiadh feels a growl of frustration exit her throat as she answers the snail with irritation, "What?!"
"Uh… Sorry. I was talking to Big Mom and couldn't just hang up on her." Came a sheepish response from Katakuri.
"Hm… That's an acceptable excuse. Alright I'll let this go for now! By the way, I'm on my way back. Be there in like 6 or 7 hours."
"Alright. Sorry for not answering again…" Katakuri sounded genuinely upset for not answering which instantly melted any previous irritation Fia had.
"It's fine! Just eat dinner with me tonight to make up for it. We need to discuss Oka's diplomats in more detail anyway. They're a… fun bunch." Fia said with little joy in her voice at the last part.
Katakuri just grunts in agreement to the arrangement and says, "Ok. See you soon."
Fia grins cheekily and says, "Only if I don't make any detours!"
The snail's eyes actually widen in surprise and Katakuri says, "Do you have another stop to make?"
"Hmm, no but I can make one up if it'll piss you off!" She says in a snarky tone. Fia was not just going to forgive him for ignoring her for damn near two weeks, and she would be getting back one way or another. Even if she refused to admit it, it had bugged her when he had purposefully avoided her for that time.
"Do what you must." Katakuri says gruffly. His unamused tone made Fia giggle.
"Alrighttt, you're not fun. See ya in a bit dough boy." Ohhh that one might just stick Fia thinks to herself as the snail's face morphs into pure horror.
"Gacha."
That'll show him to mess with a feisty business woman.
Hope you all enjoy the not super late update! What do y'all think of Fiadh's friendship with the notorious Shanks? He's a goofy mofo and as Fia has relations with him and such a wide variety of powerful people... It's gonna be fun. Ready for the emotionally stunted Katakuri to make a fool of himself again? Cause I am! (Sorry for any typos, I didn't bother proof reading cause I'm lazy)