mikangirl | [Action/Video] Day 5 onwards

[And on the first four days of this experiment, lo, the navigator was completely unaffected and oblivious, casually making use of Trafalgar Law's coated ship to ~~pretend Luceti doesn't exist~~ explore the ruins beneath the water. She'd have invited Raine, only you know. Under the surface and all. S'all good. It's not like the rest of the village is going nuts or anything, is it?

...

...and on day 5, there is a lot of screaming, lost to the depths of the sea. Luckily, her journal is off for that part, or she'd never live it down. However.]

[Panicked Voice]

Zoro!!  Katara?  Someone get me off of this thing!! Why is it always a boat?

[Ship, Nami. But hey.   Feel free to drop in on her for a rescue or a random teleport or whatever floats your...boat... /shot

From day 7 onward Nami will be afflicted by the teleporting bug herself, turning up in all sorts of awkward places. Not always fully dressed. Beware: she will charge you for the privilege, 8| Throughout, though, she really kind of believes she's someone else, married with three children. Ahahaha. She may kill someone when this is over.]

((ooc:  Please note the first portion of this takes place before Alexei's post about pinwheels.))

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My sister, Sheena. And my little brother, Damuron. [Which...doesn't quite count as extended, she realises. An uneasy look briefly flits across her face, because apart from that, large portions of her family are missing. Which is always an unhappy thing around here.]

[He doesn't know either of the others, so hell if he knows if they're actually related. But having known Bellemere, wouldn't she have mentioned if she had other children running around?]

And--do you actually look like them? Genetically speaking. Is it actually feasible that your related?

Of course we do. [Nami looks faintly surprised. Because lol, Luceti Valley also enforced the Don't Question The Parentage rule.] Look, I know it's confusing, but it'll wear off eventually.

Yeah, I'm sure it will. [He doesn't want to argue the point. He's done enough arguing about Shifts this week and it was getting old.] So--why don't you tell me more about what I'm missing not remembering things they way you do? I'd love a first hand account. Really. I'm not even being facetious.

Well, that's kind of hard to say. I mean, we're all part of the same village otherwise-- what's life like as far as you're concerned?

Well, for starters--we're not from around here. Any of us. My home town? A lot bigger and shinier than this place. And family is extremely rare. We're a real Island of Misfit Toys, I'll tell you.

[Pause.] And the Malnosso? Not out benefactors.

That's not the way it is, normally. [Though she sounds more thoughtful than assured about that.] Luceti Valley was settled centuries ago, but the valley keeps getting hit by Shifts that affect people's minds. The Malnosso are the ones who set it straight.

[But even Luceti Valley brainwashing doesn't stop her from noticing just how consistently people are against the Malnosso this week, no matter what they curently believe about themselves.

...not to mention all the cash is mysteriously gone. That's something Nami does wonder about.]

Alright, then--if it's not the Malnosso running the Shifts? Then who is? Last I checked, the Third Party couldn't get in here. Unless you've got another story.

[Convenient explanations.]

They're natural! [It occurs to her she's discussing the weird shifting metaphysics of Luceti in a guy's living room wearing his shirt, really. Nami frowns and finds a chair to sit down in.] They've been natural for centuries - something's wrong with the land. They've done this ever since I was a little girl, anyway.

[Mmhmm. Sure, natural. He stays standing, for now.]

And I don't suppose you ever get the feeling that you don't belong here, do you. No--that'd be too convenient.

[She...has, actually. The dreams she had last year were too vivid for Nami to discount them completely, and she scowls.]

I like my life the way it is, thanks.

[Which might be Nami-ese for I'm not thinking about it, la la la.]

And I like mine the way it is, too--well. You know. Less so, when I'm here. But when I'm where I'm actually supposed to be? Things are pretty swell.

So one of us is remembering things wrong, huh.

That sort of thing is a pretty regular occurrence here, in any case.

Guess we'll find out which one of us is right whenever this wears off. [Though largely she's being polite. Because Nami's just going to stubbornly believe she's right. She massages her temples.] Can we talk about something else?

Sure. [HE'LL CHOSE.] Why were you half-dressed when you showed up here?

[...wow, and she thought she was the shameless one here. Gawd, Tony.]

Oh, you know. My husband doesn't remember me this week. I was hoping to get lucky.

[Yep.]

[...Eyebrows.]

I'd say you're joking, but I don't actually know this week, so.

[Snrk. Point for you.]

Honestly? I keep getting dumped in the ocean. I've had to get changed three times today already. [Not her idea of a good time.]

So...your alternative plan was to wear less clothes to have to dry if it happened again?

[...What.]

No! I was getting changed!

[HONESTLY.]

Well, you have to admit. It was a fair question, given the circumstances.

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