Setting: Grand Room
Time: Night 12, just after the Lantern Keeper is taken.
Warnings: None so far
Those things had appeared and dragged the girl away, and while he wasn't sure if he entirely trusted someone who was bound to the house, those creatures had badly hurt one of his friends, and that made her an ally by default if nothing else. So he hated not being able to help. But on the plus side, he knew what those things looked like now, so he knew what he was hunting.
Conversation had sprung up around them, rapid chatter about everything that had happened. He didn't really care, he'd think on what the woman had said later. He nudged Sanji towards one of the couches and turned almost his entire focus to the kid in his arms.
The...Phantasams appearance only seemed to have scared Fletcher more. His arms were now tight around his neck, not that he really minded. Ace brushed his fingers over the back of the kid's neck, making soft, soothing noises in the back of his throat.
One more reason to find a way to kill the masked freaks, obviously they didn't care if they hurt kids. So long as they hurt someone. Fletcher's reaction told him in no uncertain terms that those things had hurt him too.
"Sh, Fletcher, they're gone now...they're gone, I'm not going to let them hurt you...It's alright..... he murmured, pacing back and forth on the floor.
Fletcher was a kid, and he had helped Ace. But even beyond that, Fletcher was a little kid. A pretty powerful little kid, but power didn't change someone's age. Just gave other people higher expectations about what they'd be able to take.
Ace was going to find a way to punch one of those things extra hard, just for the kid.