[You know, he just got through with an infiltration and nearly getting killed for it, it really isn't fun to jump into another one, but Law has needs and this appears to be the best way to go about it. He has no personal reason to work from within against the Snakes, but in order to get information from them, this is the quickest and most effective way.
Anyone may see him consulting with well-known leaders and then quietly walking away, surveying the crowds as he goes. While most people wouldn't judge on appearances, the way his hat shadows his eyes, the tattoos, or perhaps the cold scowl make him look extra-suspicious. He's up to something, and as he leans into a merchant's stall and mutters something to the kedan behind it, the terrified reaction is telling. Whatever he brings out from under the counter, Law makes a couple of quick gestures with his fingers, and the mystery object vanishes from the merchant's hands - and a corresponding bulge appears in Law's coat pocket.
Secret drops are so easy to make with his Devil Fruit.]
2/5
[It's not so much a mob as a cluster of five or six, but they all seem extremely intent on finding a certain someone. They shove and jostle each other, trying to be the first to get to him and claim their prize. Law, meanwhile, has just Shambles-ed himself to a spot behind them and pulls his hat low over his eyes, grimacing in frustration as he slinks off toward the nearest alley.
But one of them happens to turn around just in time to spot him, and gives a cry of "There!" to alert the others. Law bristles and takes off in a sprint, long coat flapping behind him. He's got his hand up ready to use his ability again, but he can't see anything close by which he can swap out for himself, not unless he wants to move that girl...
Whoops, he's just enough of an asshole to do it.]
ROOM! Shambles!
[In a blink, the slender girl is standing where he was a moment before, while Law himself is in her place, about ten feet to the left and in a position to double back on his path and keep running. The chasers pile into the poor girl, all except for one, who manages to swing around and outpace his competition.
"Get back here!" he bellows at Law's retreating back. "I want that hat!!!"]
Trafalgar Law | One Piece
[You know, he just got through with an infiltration and nearly getting killed for it, it really isn't fun to jump into another one, but Law has needs and this appears to be the best way to go about it. He has no personal reason to work from within against the Snakes, but in order to get information from them, this is the quickest and most effective way.
Anyone may see him consulting with well-known leaders and then quietly walking away, surveying the crowds as he goes. While most people wouldn't judge on appearances, the way his hat shadows his eyes, the tattoos, or perhaps the cold scowl make him look extra-suspicious. He's up to something, and as he leans into a merchant's stall and mutters something to the kedan behind it, the terrified reaction is telling. Whatever he brings out from under the counter, Law makes a couple of quick gestures with his fingers, and the mystery object vanishes from the merchant's hands - and a corresponding bulge appears in Law's coat pocket.
Secret drops are so easy to make with his Devil Fruit.]
2/5
[It's not so much a mob as a cluster of five or six, but they all seem extremely intent on finding a certain someone. They shove and jostle each other, trying to be the first to get to him and claim their prize. Law, meanwhile, has just Shambles-ed himself to a spot behind them and pulls his hat low over his eyes, grimacing in frustration as he slinks off toward the nearest alley.
But one of them happens to turn around just in time to spot him, and gives a cry of "There!" to alert the others. Law bristles and takes off in a sprint, long coat flapping behind him. He's got his hand up ready to use his ability again, but he can't see anything close by which he can swap out for himself, not unless he wants to move that girl...
Whoops, he's just enough of an asshole to do it.]
ROOM! Shambles!
[In a blink, the slender girl is standing where he was a moment before, while Law himself is in her place, about ten feet to the left and in a position to double back on his path and keep running. The chasers pile into the poor girl, all except for one, who manages to swing around and outpace his competition.
"Get back here!" he bellows at Law's retreating back. "I want that hat!!!"]