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[mikangirl]

[If you're looking for it, you'll see a few scrabbled attempts at a half-hearted filter before she just gives up, two seconds in. No patience. And her voice is strained far past any attempt at a casual question:]

Straw Hats. Where are you?

[In the last hour before fog rolls in for the night, there is a soda-splashed magical girl navigator,

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[threeswordsoul]

[...!]

The house. What's wrong?

[mikangirl]

[...three. Hearing from Usopp took the edge off her panic, but... that totally isn't relief colouring her tone, not at all, Zoro.]

Nothing! It's okay.

[...]

I'm on my way home. Be right there. [And for him, she's too proud to say don't go anywhere. But she thinks that won't be a problem.]

[threeswordsoul]

[pauses at that so-totally-relief,-you-moron, then grumbles]

Bullshit it's nothing.

[More distinctly-]

You have five minutes. [Before he goes out and gets lost tracks you down. >:|]

[mikangirl]

I'll be there in three. [There wasn't any sense of thank you in that either.

And actually, she'll be home in just over five minutes, because running into Luffy on the way home slowed her down somewhat. Worth it, but hopefully she gets through the front door before he sets out and gets lost forever.]

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[threeswordsoul]

[She nearly hits him when she opens the door, actually, because he was just reaching for it to head out-it's been five and a half minutes, woman, do you know the kind of shit that can happen in that time? >:|]

[threeswordsoul]

[But oh, there she is. Looking-intact, but red-eyed and mussed and generally not-so-great in a different way than he expected. ...Crap.]

...You look like shit.

[mikangirl]

[Looking startled at the Zoro at the door. :| Which doesn't stop her eyes from immediately raking him, top to bottom. And then, after maybe a second too long, she scowls at the follow up.]

Thanks so much.

[Attempting to find wittier comeback. ...failing. Have one (1) navigator standing awkwardly in the doorway.]

[threeswordsoul]

[You're welcome. :| And that checking-for-injuries once-over was about as obvious as Usopp's nose, by the way. After a moment of just looking at Nami silently, he takes a step back out of the door. You. Hurry up and come in. ...Not that he's going to let it go at that.]

What happened?

[mikangirl]

[And Nami will shuffle-slink her way in the door, and refrain from snapping nothing for a second time, because only the very stupid might believe her, and Zoro is far from an idiot.

On the other hand, there's no way in hell she's going to detail for anyone what she saw today. It's...stupid and pointless and never happened in the first place, and--

She shakes her head, lifting a hand to scrub tiredly at her face, and her voice is soft and hardly there.] Nothing real. It doesn't matter.

[threeswordsoul]

[...'Nothing real', huh. Zoro looks at her for another long moment, mouth tightening to a flat line. One of the hallucinations going around, then. And to make her like this-

Low and level]

Don't be an idiot. It doesn't suit you. [Jerking his head at the couch.] Sit down. I'm gonna get Chopper.

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[mikangirl]

I'm not-- [She's not being an idiot. (Except okay, she is.) And irritation is easier to hide behind, even if it is a little half-hearted.] And I'm not hurt. I don't--

[--need Chopper. Only she does. Because seeing them all would be nice.

...]

[mikangirl]

[...okay. Couch it is. She sits down heavily. Maybe if she's lucky Zoro will take that as irritation, too. Instead of defeat. Because that's kind of what it feels like.]

[threeswordsoul]

[...Uh-huh. Whatever else it is, it also reads as 'yes, fine, get Chopper' loud and clear to Zoro. Of course he still would've done just that even if she had actually objected-the panicked tone in her voice over the journal and the way she'd surreptitiously searched him over is still quite clear in his mind even if she's physically unhurt. ...Chopper'd be pretty good for the other kind of hurt, too, Zoro thinks.]

Be right back.

[Scoops up a blanket as he passes an armchair, balls it up, and tosses it at Nami's head, continuing on his way.]

[tanukipoint]

[Chopper will be in the place Zoro probably expected him to be: his room, staring quietly down at his clean wooden desk. He blinks up at the intrusion.]

Zoro?

[threeswordsoul]

Hey. [Putting a hand on the doorframe and frowning slightly. ...Looking kinda pensieve, doctor-man. :|a] ...Got a minute? Nami's home.

[tanukipoint]

[...isn't everyone >>? But. Nami is more important than that, anyway.]

Is she all right? [He stands up on the chair and leans against the backrest.] When I talked to her on the journals, she sounded...