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mekachu04Rating: Mature
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What happens when you day dream about One Piece when doing your language studies? Weird ass world building head canons.
I apologize to Law for giving him open-mouth insert-foot disease for this one. Kidd just brings out the absolute worst of him.
rating went up because i'm not sure how many times i can say the f-word in a rated -T. and also because of some of the crimes against humanity that the W.G. commits and law & wire (and heat) drunkenly bonding over some of those crimes|trauma the world government put them through growing up
"What does 'oi-hya-vah' mean"
Wire - the most chill of the Kidd Pirate Commanders - looked confused. To be fair, Law did not usually mingle with Kidd's crew, and had also not bothered with small talk. "Excuse me?
"Strawhat keeps slaying it. What does it mean?"
"What does what mean?"
"'Oi-hya-vah?"
"oY-cheh vah?" he asked, stressing the second syllable with a slight guttural sound.
"Sure. yeah. what ever."
Wire laughed, "Monkey said that? To you?"
"Okay - I know its an insult. What did Eustass teach him?"
"Boss taught him to say goodnight" Wire chucked, "Oidhche mhath. Oidhche mhath. Caidil gu math all that. Like you'd tell a little kid when you tuck them in at night. I knew something happened in that prison." he mussed.
Law had been aware Kidd had been in prison in Wano. He'd been aware Kidd had escaped from said prison - it'd been in the local papers. Law'd been aware Luffy had also been imprisoned and escaped. Law had just not really accepted they'd been in the same prison at the same time - regardless that Luffy had said as much to him already.
"What's the last part mean. 'Kachi ku mah'?"
"Cachill ko mah." Wire corrected, "just.. you know, 'Sleep Well'"
Fucking hell. Eustass fucking Kidd wishing fucking Monkey Luffy fucking good night was bad enough. But the sleep well. Law didn't know if he should be horrified or reveling in the new blackmail material he'd stumbled upon.
"Moneky'd be a good choice..." Wire mused thoughtfully.
Law was thrown by the non-sequitur. "Good choice for what?"
"To teach our languages to. A very 'Fuck You' to the World Government and its rules. I can see why Boss would pick him. I see Monkey appreciating something like that."
They shared a look. Law could only imagine the look on his face based on Wire's expression. Wire sipped his coffee.
"Couple hundred years ago - our island told the World Government to fuck off, see. Whole shit ton of islands in our part of the Blue did. World Government didn't take kindly to it, and came in and tried to undermined our whole way of life. For a while, it worked- they hijacked our schools, took our stories and our words away from the kids. Took away our Gods. Got them thinking everything would be better if the World Government could come in and run everything. But backfired - it was like the more we lost, the less we trusted anyone. Them, Ourselves. Just kinda had a system collapse. When they got run off the island finally, the Marines cut their losses and just isolated us instead. Kept garrisons on our waters, nobody in or out. Tried to starve us out."
"They just firebombed my city." Law said bitterly.
"Same shit, different sea," Wire agreed, "They made our languages illegal. Enforced Mandate on everyone. My mother's language technically is dead. There isn't anyone left who learned it as a first language. I only learned a few words from her, and she was the only I knew who still spoke it growing up. Most every written language we had was wiped out. Its the same song and dance all over the South."
Blues, now Law felt like an ass again. "So... you don't actually have a written language..."
"It's complicated. Some of our languages never did, to be fair. And most use the Mandate alphabet these days, but as an island, we refused to learn Mandate, so it's kinda a grab bag on how a letter is going to be pronounced. Makes learning Mandate later in life a right nightmare, and then trying to read anything in it? Not likely. Heat's the one who's best at it, even if I think he did a pretty good job teaching it to Killer once we set sail. Heat grew up around few languages that write closer to Mandate than ours, and his dad was a record keeper, so he was around books in general more than the rest of us to start with. Captain just.... he learned it one way, and that's that. Killer did too good a job teaching him as a child, and its stuck that way." Wire shrugged.
"What .. about about you, Wire-ya?" Law did not want to think about an upbringing that included a kid Kidd learning base reading and writing from Killer- a man only 4 years his senior.
"Oh, I know enough to read the big signs and stay out of trouble, but I'm farsighted. Not really conducive to learning my letters." he sipped his coffee again, private little smile on his face, but turning introspective again, "I assume your island was more organized then, before the firebombing?"
Yeah, apparently I lived in fucking paradise while you grew up in an literal trash pile. "Learned to read pretty young. My father was a doctor, so he taught me using his medical journals."
"Completely age appropriate, I'm sure."
"Absolutely," Law grinned sarcastically.
Wire made a 'cheers' gesture with his coffee.
"So what'd your people do - to get firebombed?"
Law looked up from here he's been dozing against Bepo and nursing a beer. Bepo was snoring lightly, already in a nice drunk stupor. Wire was looking at the sky thoughtfully, Heat snoring on his shoulder.
"We got sick," Law said finally, "and the World Government didn't want to take responsibility for causing it."
Wire looked thoughtfully. "Huh..." was all he said for a long while, sipping his own beer, "North Blue is wild."
"You think so?"
"Back home, they parade us around every chance the get. 'Fall in line or we'll poison your island for the next dozen generations too.' They're proud of it."
"Every time they come around, it's to dump waste off our shores. More trash and more disease." Heat mumbled, "Then all the little kids die again. No more babies either..."
"No babies?" Law asked. Heat still looked asleep, eyes closed.
"Not for year and years. Too small and tiny, could hold them in your hand."
Wire patted his knee in consolation.
Law had to look away, his gut clenching at the melancholy in Heat's voice.
"As soon as you say hello, you're saying goodbye."
Wire made a soothing noise.
"Fuck the World Government." Law said finally, "and fuck the Marines for following along." he reached over and tapped his beer to Wire's, "Zum Wohl."
"Shoh slaynt!"
Head Canon on Kidd & his 3 Commanders
Kidd - Gàidhlig [also speaks Scots, Welsh & Common] (can understand spoken mandate, irish & creole but doesn't count them as languages he speaks)
Killer - Scots [also can read and write in Gàidhlig, Welsh, Irish, Common|Wano-Japanese, & Mandate. Has passing understanding of spoken german & the romance languages]
Wire- Manks & Welsh [is farsighted and cannot read, but does recognize popular words like Wanted; Dead or Alive; Marines,ect. Speaks russian, noreigian, Inuit and islandic]
Heat - Haitian Creole & Irish [can read and write in dutch and Papiamento Has passing understanding of the romance languages. can also recognize patterns on poneglyghs but cannot read them]
