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[moveurdeadfros]

*It has been an ever so tiring couple of days, hasn't it? Campers have become hunted animals, hiding behind the thickest barrier they can find. And in such conditions the spirit deteriorates- almost regresses as it is drenched beneath fear, apprehension and anxiety... until nothing of that which we call 'human' remains

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[ALSO ON THE THOUSAND SUNNY]

[alwaysuserubber]

It's been awhile since I've heard you play.

Re: [ALSO ON THE THOUSAND SUNNY]

[moveurdeadfros]

Ah, that is the truth captain, that it is! But life here tends to keep you busy with all sorts of things, does it not?

[alwaysuserubber]

Shishishi. That's true! There's always something to do!

[moveurdeadfros]

Still, it is quite a disgrace that I have let my instruments go untouched for so long... ah, is the piano we found on Thriller Bark on the Thousand Sunny, by any chance?

[alwaysuserubber]

Dunno! Maybe it's in one of the storage rooms... Ah! But there's definitely a piano in the Mess Hall!

[moveurdeadfros]

Ah, that there is! But it is also a public piano, I would not want to impose on it too much...

[alwaysuserubber]

Nobody'll mind! You're good.

[moveurdeadfros]

But talented or not, one should not steal too much of the audience's time! One risks taking away the attention of all the other talents out there, who could use their own place in the sun!

[alwaysuserubber]

I'll look around! If there's not a piano on the Sunny, I know a guy you can borrow one from!

[moveurdeadfros]

Oho? Who would that be?