[Voice]
[She's not particularly in the mood for addressing the network, although she's a lot calmer than she was a few days ago. The horror's dulled, and the misplaced grief is gone (the orchard's still here, Bellemere's orchard, more soothing than upsetting now). The anger is still fierce, and so is the sense of violation, and not just on her behalf...what the hell she's going to say to Zoro, she has no clue. She'll just stay out here a bit longer. If it weren't for one small fact, she'd quietly stay out here for as long as she could get away with it.
Said small fact is staring her in the face; a shed that's still half full of their so-called spring harvest. Mikans, mikans everywhere. They don't live forever, and the idea of just leaving them to go rotten in here is-- okay, tempting for more than a few seconds out of sheer self-pity. But in the end, Nami is Nami. She loves mikans, and Bellemere would never forgive her.
Besides, she may as well make it official.]
[Filtered from Yuber, Nu, and Blackbeard]
You probably already know this, but a lot of the farmland that turned up for the experiment is still here. I'm claiming the mikan orchard. [...after a pause, she presses on.] There's also, uh. A lot of fruit still in the shed here that never got taken into town, and it'll go to waste in another couple of days. So... if anyone wants to come and take some home with them, they're delicious, or you could make pies or jam or sauce, or... something.
[...]
I'd just prefer someone found a use for them. [With a faint trace of humour:] I don't think I can eat them all by myself.
...that's all.
[And then she's gone for a bit. But she'll get back to people in an hour or two.]
((ooc: Kinda forgot about this and I'm finicky for details, so. >> If anyone does want to come and get fruit, it can be assumed if you'd rather not thread out coming to the orchard. Just let me know. Otherwise, anyone's free to action in if they're out that way.))
Said small fact is staring her in the face; a shed that's still half full of their so-called spring harvest. Mikans, mikans everywhere. They don't live forever, and the idea of just leaving them to go rotten in here is-- okay, tempting for more than a few seconds out of sheer self-pity. But in the end, Nami is Nami. She loves mikans, and Bellemere would never forgive her.
Besides, she may as well make it official.]
[Filtered from Yuber, Nu, and Blackbeard]
You probably already know this, but a lot of the farmland that turned up for the experiment is still here. I'm claiming the mikan orchard. [...after a pause, she presses on.] There's also, uh. A lot of fruit still in the shed here that never got taken into town, and it'll go to waste in another couple of days. So... if anyone wants to come and take some home with them, they're delicious, or you could make pies or jam or sauce, or... something.
[...]
I'd just prefer someone found a use for them. [With a faint trace of humour:] I don't think I can eat them all by myself.
...that's all.
[And then she's gone for a bit. But she'll get back to people in an hour or two.]
((ooc: Kinda forgot about this and I'm finicky for details, so. >> If anyone does want to come and get fruit, it can be assumed if you'd rather not thread out coming to the orchard. Just let me know. Otherwise, anyone's free to action in if they're out that way.))