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So I'm curious. How bizarre did some of your reminder cards get? Did anyone not take them all at face value?

[She has valid reasons to ask, trust me. Selfish Nami-is-pissy reasons, mind, but that's what happens after you've spent a week with a scattered crew and a comatose chef and a mallynapped swordsman and find yourself playing babysitter to a bunch of people who really ought to know better, not looking at you, Perona. Also there's an anniversary coming up she really wished she hadn't still been around to see.

Ergo, busy day ahead.]

[Locked to Shikamaru]

Hey, you wanna catch up for a drink?

[Yes, random ninja are often asked out on quasi dates.]

[Locked to Tony Stark]

Mind if I drop round? The normal way, this time.

[Aside from these possibly redundant plottin shenanigans, Nami will be in her usual haunts: the mikan orchard in the afternoon and Good Spirits in the evening. Though around noon she's gonna drop in to Seventh Heaven (or if it's still closed, wherever Sanji is) to check on him. Just to make sure things are, y'know, okay now. Because mad cooking sprees are kind of a cause for alarm. Moreso than Sleeping Beauty syndrome. Back atcha, chef.

Also, Zoro, hurry up and come home. She wants to have words about certain balancing games played. *_*]

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[Even at eight-years-old Zoro's body has the consistency of a rock. He hits the ground with a loud THUMP but seems more concerned with his nose than with any other potential bodily harm.

Still, he throws a glare over his shoulder. Stupid giant duck thing.]

Hmph! I can do other things! [Or...] O-Or you can have this back! Here! [He naively thrusts the mikan up at Nami.]

[Biri sticks his beak up in the air when Zoro glares at him and stalks off as if he has better things to do. Possibly he has. And meanwhile, Nami will smile brilliantly at Zoro.]

But is that your first one? How can I be sure?

[What what what kind of troll logic is that, Nami. Of course this is first one! Why would he lie?! D8

Too bad he's never been (and never will be) good at defending himself in these kinds of situations. Welp.] Wha-- but, but it is! [A debating champ in the making.]

Can you prove it? Because if not, I imagine I'll just have to charge an equivalent penalty to the average amount of mikan stolen by any one person. Sorry to say.

[He's, like. This close to foaming at the mouth, Nami.]

I ONLY TOOK THIS ONE! [Stomping his foot for emphasis.] You-- You can't prove I took more'n one!

You can't prove you didn't, either. [Looom.]

...tell you what, though. I'll make you a deal.

[Hiieee...

Have a suspicious look, Nami.] What kinda deal?

You help me out in the orchard today and we'll call it quits.

That's it?

You don't know what helping me out entails. Or do you think I should ask for more?

N-No! No! That's ok! I'll help.

Excellent! [She unslings her basket on her back and holds it out to him. It's already half full of mikan; kinda heavy, but a kid like Zoro should find it easy enough. Maybe.] Then your first job is to follow me around with this.

[Easy schmeazy, this basket is a piece of cake!] Ok. [Manual labor. This he can do.]

Are we gonna pick more fruits?

We are. But picking it takes a delicate hand. If you carry the basket for me, the whole process becomes that much easier.

[She grins at him.] Could be a while. Hope you don't get too bored.

Nah, it's good training. [He bounces on the balls of his feet, careful not to dislodge the fruit. He didn't need Nami getting mad at him for bruising the mikan.]

[Yeah, you really don't need that. *_* Let us spend some time going through our many rows of mikan, where Nami will carefully check for ripe fruit and cut them away with scissors to put them in Zoro's basket. Yay? \o/]

So, had a good look round this place yet?

[Yay. \o/]

I saw a lot of it yesterday. [Mostly the restaurant. And the bakery. But there was a lot of wandering involved in between!] Say... why is everything free here?

Because the people in charge know it's not our fault we get stuck here, so they make sure we have enough comfort while they work out how to send us home. [And keep us couched in comfort so we don't throw too many tantrums. Lucetians are an entitled lot.] But when it comes to things like the orchard, people tend to trade goods, because there's a lot of effort involved.

Oh. I see. [Not really. >_>] What do you get from the orphanages, then?

[Oh yeah, she did mention orphanages.] When they grow up, they find a way to pay back the kindness shown them as kids. It's amazing how fast people grow up in this place.

Hmm. [He looks around at the orchard curiously.] So is this all you do?

Don't knock it. The orchard is very important. But as it happens, I work the bar some nights. And all the maps that are available in town are ones I drew.

Edited 2012-10-28 15:45 (UTC)

[Lady, that is one weird combination of jobs. But he'll just focus on that last one. A whisper of familiarity runs through him when she mentions it, like a voice telling him Nami and maps? Yeah, that's about right.] You draw maps? Good ones?

Best in the Grand Line.

[As far as she's concerned, anyway.]

I'll show you later, if you want.

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