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[Nami gets home from her mission late evening on the 2nd and knows pretty must straight away that something is off. Having been gone nearly two weeks, running into Sanji the way she does puts a bad taste in her mouth. She was looking forward to seeing them.

Once Sanji leaves with his spooky darkness powers, she strides through the house in search of other nakama who are awake in search of answers. Don't worry, if nobody's awake she'll just shake someone awake. 8Db Maybe all of you!

...and that shows her quite plainly that the experiment going on isn't just affecting her chef.

FML.

In a temper the next morning, she heads through town, meets some very off-kilter people she knows, and at least thanks the powers that be that she's unaffected this time. It doesn't improve her mood any, so she heads for the battledome to try and work out some stress and try (yet again) to see if she can locate the way down to Catherine's lab.

Okay, yes. That was kind of easy. TOO BAD ABOUT THE MESS.]

[Irritated Voice]

Does someone want to explain to me what the hell happened in the battledome? If any of you are still sane, that is. [She flops down in the wreckage of Catherine's lab and pans the video across the rubble. Doesn't seem much need for secrecy. This has to have been noticed by now, right?] And if anyone is still sane, please tell me what the hell is going on today?

...preferably over alcohol.

[She'll vent her temper on killing a bunch of pirates at the battledome, drop by the battledome clinic on the way out, then swing past Raine's with a handful of papers in hand. And finally, she hits the bar to drink in moody silence.

Unless of course anyone wants to keep her company, because that'd be kind of cool. Worst homecoming ever. >E]

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Yep. If I get the chance when he wakes up, I think I'm gonna have words.

Yeah... words. [Ragna was thinking of punching him.] Better you than me, I guess.

[Hey, so's Nami! She just...knows that'd get her arrested or some idiocy, so she'll just imagine punching him. (A lot.)] Well, he has to wake up first. No idea how long he's going to be out for. Or if he'll ever wake up.

[The threat of arrest or detainment by the other villagers wouldn't stop Ragna, and he knows it. Yuuup.]

This crap's gonna be a pain in the ass to deal with if he doesn't start waking up anytime soon. [Just the thought of being so close to answer of getting home, and it all going to shit just because one guy won't wake up... It's annoying.]

[Oh well if we're talking about villagers, Nami doesn't give a damn what they think. |D She was thinking droids.]

All his stuff's been taken anyway. Even if he was capable of sending us all home, he isn't now. Not even by force.

[That's a realization that Ragna hadn't come to. And it makes him a little more angry.]

Dammit! [Yeah, see.] How much more bullshit are we gonna have to go through until we hit the damn jackpot we need?

Your guess is as good as mine. At least we know they can do it.

That doesn't help me. Because now I know they can do it and are holding back on us!

Well. [Grudgingly, she shall be fair.] I suppose it's also possible this was a test run. I won't know until I can talk to Catherine properly.

[Test runs. There's always got to be tests and crap like that. Those are definitely not the words Ragna likes to hear.]

... Dammit. He'd better wake up soon. [Ragna just finishes the rest of his drink in one gulp, not that it was a lot, and cringes. Mistake.]

[Yeah, uh...

Nami's just gonna stare.]

That must've hurt going down.

[He's just going to headdesk for a moment.]

Don't... Don't ever let me do that again.

Noted. [She grins briefly, before she headtilts.] How do you feel?

[This is where Ragna shows his true colors. To an extent.]

... I don't think I'll drink anything ever again.

[Snrk.]

Well, you're still conscious. That's a good sign.

How the hell... How do you stomach that crap? [Seriously. Teach him your secrets. He feels like he might die tonight.]

With a certain amount of bloody-minded determination. Also, it helps that this is the only thing in the bar capable of getting me drunk.

[Wow.

Wow.] You're something like a monster, aren't you?

You're so flattering, Ragna. It has its uses.

[He aims to please.] Like what?

You know how much money I've made just because I can outdrink everyone else in the bar?

[Wow. Why isn't he surprised that this was the answer? Don't mind the fact that he looks like he never wants to drink alcohol again as he speaks up.]

Why am I not surprised? [What? He speaks his mind.]

[It's not the full story. She gives a snort at that response.] Or how many fights I've avoided just by challenging the other party to drinks? I've had a lot of call to find less violent ways out of things, you know. Nobody believes a dainty little girl can outdrink a beefy seasoned pirate, after all.

Less violent? [Ragna's pretty sure the way he feels right now is much less than half the guys Nami might've floored through drinking. And he's pretty sure he's losing braincells by the second.] Yeah, I guess that works.

Dunno how you do it, though.

Blessed with an iron liver at birth. [So deadpan.]

I'm just used to it. I've been drinking for years.

[She's a shounen heroine, man.]

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