[The journal flicks open from a particularly strong gust of wind, pages fluttering and catching the soft sounds of rustling leaves, the twittering of birds, and an all around happy forest. The small camera, peeking through the leaves of a high tree, shows the clouds rolling by overhead. White puffy clouds, how cute
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Now she's just cuddling into it, sighing. She's still a bit miffed, but her sunpuppy being here helps.]
...Hi, Ammy.
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...This place is really awful sometimes, isn't it?
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Miyabi-chan, you shouldn't joke about things like that.
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Brother...
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[There's a long moment of silence as the little girl mulls over just what to say, then finally agrees that it'd be better if she apologized to his face. For now, she's gonna have her big bro sweat a little bit~]
Who says I'm joking~? I could jump at any moment. I've been dishonored, and the only way to end my misery is to end my life. But...if you can find me, I'll reconsider~ You've one hour, Sanji-nii. Here's a hint:
Cherry blossom storm.
A cascade of falling rain.
The Sun sleeps below.
[And with that, she snaps her journal shut and makes her way quickly towards her favorite place in Luceti.]
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It takes all of ten minutes of thinking before Sanji gets out of the house and heads for the forest. Day after day of strolling through the area has served him well, since it's not too long before he's catching the first signs of Ammy's cherry tree. There's a small smile on his face as he approaches, hands stuffed in his pockets.
Sanji would've headed here first, anyway.]
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...Aa not one I'd like to repeat at all, if possible. I'm sorry for worrying you. I promise it was just a thought. Nothing more.
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[Oh...oh, that makes her head spin a little. She needs to lay down. Hold on a second, Yao, Miyabi's having nightmares as to what would have happened if she and...No, not even going to think it. The mental images are far too horrific.]
Ah...n-no. I wouldn't really--just, ugh. I-I feel ill again. Oh, uhm...did I? Hehe, I-I suppose I would, coming from there, right?
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If you change your mind on the whole suicide thing, you could always come drown your sorrows with me at the bar.
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If they have sake, I want something strong.
[She doesn't even care if she'll most likely choke on it at first. This was a time for strong alcohol.]
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[And she'll wait for a reponse before closing her journal and looking around for an animal to carry her to the bar. She doesn't have any feedbags, so that might be a little tricky. Huh...hopefully they's accept an IOU.
Needless to say, the Ponclet arrives at the bat about twenty or so minutes later. Well, a fox actually slinks in with a passenger clinging to its shaggy fur. Said fox shimmies its way up to Nami, picks up the poncle in its mouth, and dumps her on the table before trotting back out.]
Nyeh, just because I didn't have food! Bah, that's the last time I ask a fox for help! Mangy, greedy...[Grumblegrumble. Brb, shaking out our clothes of animal spit. Ugh, we did not miss that at all.]
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