We've been seperated for FAR too long [OPEN]

[hanahanasunday]

Characters: Robin and hopefully lots of Strawhats, but this is totally OPEN (BTW, GUYS! /chunks log at)
Location: Lobby of the hotel
Time: Um... idk, long enough for tired Robin to sleep and not be tired Robin anymore?
Content: Robin drinks coffee, watches people, and waits for her nakama
Format: Starting in prose, always willing to switch
Warnings:

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Derek practically lives at this Starbucks

[agent_fro]

If there was one thing the residents of the Blackstone Hotel must have gotten used to by now was a man with a large red afro often visited the Starbucks in the lobby. Today Derek was wearing his suit, though sometimes he wore more casual clothes, including jeans and a hoodie with a hood that would never get over his head. The shades didn't leave him unless his outfit got randomly changed to a pirate outfit.

He ordered another large cup of coffee, and as the employee once more refused payment and went to work making the order, Derek noticed a new melody, one unlike the other inhabitants of this Chicago with their odd, distant, static-ridden tunes. A new melody always meant something in a place with so few people. From behind his shades, he spotted the black haired woman. She must have been a new arrival.

When his coffee was made, Derek went to sit at a nearby table and listened to the woman's melody all, curious more than anything else. She seemed to be doing fine, all things considered.

They shall get along smashingly. ^^

[hanahanasunday]

Robin had more or less zoned out, wishing she had some sort of book to read or some other way to gain information about where she was. Normally at a time like this she would have eyes prowling the place, but she was finding it too tiring to manifest eyes further than a room or two away. Ears were somewhat easier, but nothing and no one of interest seemed to be within range

[agent_fro]

Slight unease but also... reminiscing? It reminded him of a certain character that mistook Derek for someone else. Derek was getting curious as to who these people were expecting or looking for. No one bad at least; the smile and melody proved that. He looked up and put his cup down.

"... You know a guy with a long nose and someone with green hair?"

Somehow that caught his attention more than hands sprouting everywhere. That was new but also not so strange compared to what just happened.

[hanahanasunday]

Robin's smile faded a bit at the mention of two men who could only be Usopp and Zoro, but she quickly regained her composure and studied him over the rim of her coffee cup. He hadn't been particularly startled by her hands, which was disappointing as far as her entertainment went but admirable as far as her respect for him went. The hands disappeared easily in a puff of petals (save the one holding her coffee).

"So you've met Swordsman-san and Longnose-kun." She hummed thoughtfully, looking out the window briefly, then looked back at him.

"I hope they weren't giving you any trouble. They tend to be a bit... eccentric." As did all of her nakama.

And so it begins.

[love_hurricane]

Having been occupied for the past few hours knocking the culinary staff of the hotel into shape (for, after having gotten over the initial confusion and terror of a mad blond sweeping around the kitchen yelling at anything that used electricity until it worked, the staff had quickly realized that Sanji was a ridiculously good chef, and had taken surprisingly well to the less-violently applied advise he had given them), Sanji eventually realized that he hadn't quite fully recovered enough to take on acting the part of Gordon Ramsay quite yet... whoever that was

And takes off runnin'

[hanahanasunday]

When the young blond first entered the room, Robin had to blink a few times to be sure she was really seeing him. Of course Franky had been real, so the others should be real, too, just as he said, but it was still difficult to believe until seeing it for herself.

He hadn't noticed her just yet, so she took the moment to inspect him for injuries. He had been hurt in the fight quite a bit (and Linkara HAD mentioned that they all appeared rather banged up), but he was healing well enough to at least walk around. Good, she had been worried that the battle might have left him in a coma or something equally unfortunate

[love_hurricane]

Melting equally from the mellifluous sound of her voice and the wonderfully soft and heavenly real touch of her hand, the chef was left in such a blissful state that really the only way to describe it was mild delirium. Even her ever-so-slightly morbid turn of phrase was music to his ears.

"I missed you I missed you I missed you oh my dear Miss Robin I can't even tell you how much I missed you and oh my god I'M SO, SO SORRY I'LL NEVER LET IT HAPPEN AGAIN."

Clinging to her as if she might disappear if he were to so much as lift a finger, the young cook leaned back enough to get a good look at one of the faces he'd thought he might never see again, looking more concerned despite the still very relieved smile.

"Are you alright? Do the others know you're here? When did you- are you hurt?" He refrained from adding 'still', as he finally removed himself from her lap, not wishing to squash the poor lady under his weight as well as his questions.

[hanahanasunday]

Having been a member of the crew more than long enough to keep up her nakama's eccentricities, Robin kept track of all Sanji's babble, letting him talk himself out before finally giving an answer.

Starting with the most important thing to be said.

"Don't apologize. We... none of us are to blame for what happened. And besides, I was the last to be vanished before our captain, so surely I... well." She shook her head. "It's over now."

Forcing a cheerful smile that didn't quite reach her eyes, she finished answering his questions.

"I'm fine. I was a little tired, but I've rested now. So far, the only ones I've seen are you and Franky, who happened upon me when I arrived and stopped me from killing Mr. Linkara." That would have been unfortunate. "Other than that, I do not know if the others know I've been sent here as well.

"As for my injuries, I should be asking you the same thing," she countered, narrowing her eyes at his body as though he were hiding some twisted limb or gaping wound from her.

[moneyandmikans]

Nami arrived on Brook's arm, purely from necessity. He had been in quite the hurry to get back to the hotel, and they had parted from Linkara almost abruptly as they were reminded, once again, that there were vampires around. Her legs weren't quite as wobbly as they had been, thank goodness, and that gave her plenty of room to worry about the fact that her wardrobe at this particular moment in time was all but completely ruined.

What she hadn't expected upon arrival was to spot Robin in the lobby. Nami greeted the older woman with a weak smile. Brook hadn't been lying about others--not that she had necessarily expected him to, but it was hard to believe they had all somehow managed to land in the same place.

"Oh, Robin, I'm so happy to see you!!"

I'M SORRY, I DON'T NORMALLY FAIL AT LIFE THIS BADLY, midterms orz, ;w;

[hanahanasunday]

"Nami-chan?"

Robin looked up from her coffee in surprise; Franky hadn't mentioned Nami having arrived at the hotel before... but then, from the look of her, she couldn't have been here long at all. She rose from her seat, crossing the room to the woman and skeleton, smiling.

"Nami, it's good to see you as well. I assume you just arrived?"

Said for all the world as though this were some post tea party rather than a strange world far from home.