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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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[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.]

... Still sounds pretty unnatural to me. [Not that Ragna has much experience with alcohol besides the few times he drank some whenever he could afford a restaurant back home. Oh, and this. But he thinks he might honestly die and vomit if he tried to sleep anytime today.]

But nah, I'm not gonna question it anymore. I'm just gonna picture you as some sorta drink consuming monster for the rest of my life and leave it at that.

Thank you so much. You drank that stuff faster than I did. I did warn you. [Nobody to blame but yourself. B|]

[Not the first time he didn't heed a warning and it's making him feel like crap, that's for sure.]

I can't even begin to explain how much I regret downing that, alright?

Nope. [And then after a second, she looks at him with actual faint concern. (Though amused.)] You gonna be okay?

[AMUSEMENT AND CONCERN SHOULD NOT BE MIXED INTO ONE THING.]

... I'm pretty sure I'll live. [He's pretty sure. But he's definitely reconsidering the whole bar scene and alcohol from now on.]

[OH YEAH WELL GET USED TO IT]

Drink a lot of water. You'll feel better for it. [She grins faintly.] Kind of surprising, really.

[Water. That sounds like a good idea. But he didn't get a glass of water when he got here!]

What's surprising? [He's looking for water while talking. Rather half-assedly, too.]

[You're hopeless, Ragna. Nami will just flag the bartender down and point at Ragna while mouthing 'water' while you're doing that.]

The kind of attitude you have, I thought you'd know your way more around a bar.

[That makes sense, but at the same time, he's a pretty naive guy when it comes to a lot of other things he life. He spent way too long training with Jubei and going off on his quest. Too much tunnel-vision.

Oh man, if Master Jubei saw him right now...] Thanks. [...] Not my fault. Going to a bar back home isn't exactly a good option when you're wanted by hundreds of vigilantes.

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