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[mikangirl]

[Sup, Straw Hats (...and possible assorted guests). This morning, your everyday post-earthquake-recovery routine is broken by the sound of glass shattering in the bathroom, followed a pale and jittery-looking navigator wrapped in a towel and clutching a change of clothes throwing the door open and stalking straight for her bedroom, slamming the

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[likeafirework]

[But feel free to run across him doing his level best to help but also be as far away from people as humanly possible. (These humans around apparently find it impossible to stay away while's clearing out rubble.) Hitsugaya is a lurker extraordinaire -- he won't even deny it, if asked -- and so he catches Nami's question. Have a snort, because it annoys him when people don't finish their questions.

That, and he has a pretty good idea what she means.]

Seeing what?

[Voice]

[mikangirl]

[She probably will run across him. Give her a few tags Answering her journal while on the go in town, frowning at the question before realising she's going to get asked that a lot today anyway.]

Reflections. They're ... wrong, today. For me, anyway.

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[likeafirework]

[He stops working at that. He wasn't naive enough to think that he was the only one seeing things that just couldn't -- or shouldn't -- be. Damn this place.]

Wrong here too. I doubt it's just you and me. [If it were, that'd be one hell of a weird experiment.]

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[mikangirl]

[...geh. Well. At least she's not the only one.]

It's like you, but not?

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[causeblocked]

[As one of said assorted guests, Isamu is asleep fully clothed on a chair in the living room. At the sound of something shattering, he sits up with a surprised grunt, grasping the nearest throwable item (his journal) and looks for a possible source of danger.

Only being half awake, he blinks dazedly at seeing nothing about to pounce on him.]

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[mikangirl]

[Well, if she knew you any better you'd be in definite danger of pouncing, though probably she'd pause to put more clothes on first. As it is, the bathroom door will open as Isamu hoists the journal-- which means Nami will stare at him for just a moment, face white.]

...uh. [Faintly.]

Sorry about the noise.

[Navigator is clad only in a towel. Have they met before this? >.>]

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[causeblocked]

[It's take a moment for everything to register, and you can almost see the mental light bulbs coming on in his head.

Unthreatening pirate girl.

Girl wearing nothing but towel.

Eyes still on girl...]

Ah! [He belatedly slaps a hand over his eyes and the journal falls to the floor where it's quickly shut by his foot before it can broadcast something he doesn't want it to. He doesn't get up from where he was sitting, but he does sit up a great deal straighter.] Good morning. Didn't, uh, realize it was you.

[Don't believe they've met, no.]

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[mikangirl]

[Excellent first impression then, really.]

Yeah, false alarm. I just-- uh. Slipped. I'll clean it...up. Huh. [His reaction takes some time to sink in past the shock, and it's honestly something of a relief. The distraction is welcome. She grins faintly.]

I'll just... go get dressed.

[Heading for that bedroom door now.]

[Action y'all] ... wrong icon

[markofthewise]

[Between a food shortage and likely having house guests, Sokka has been able to return to one of his true callings: hunting. Not just small game. Rather, Nami will find Sokka in the woods, having just recently brought down a deer. A poor, innocent deer that was probably Bambi's mother. How tragic.]

[Action] you and your wrong icons

[mikangirl]

[She's not about to speak up in defence of the deer. Humans have to eat. :| Upon seeing Sokka and his freshly murdered deer that no doubt orphaned a half dozen fawns, she'll pause and lean against a tree to watch. Not entirely sure whether she should interrupt a hunter at work, really.]

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[markofthewise]

[Preparing the meat comes later. Right now Sokka is just making preparations to drag it home. When he goes to the other side to lift it up for pulling a rope through, he happens to notice Nami watching him. Er. Well then.]

Oh. Hey.

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[mikangirl]

Hey. How are you doing? [You know. Now that the world has fallen down around everyone's ears.]

[Voice]

[not_meatbuns]

Miss Nami? Is everything alright?

[Voice]

[mikangirl]

Uh...yeah. They're okay. [Convincing Nami is convincing. No, honest.]

[Voice]

[not_meatbuns]

I'm glad to hear it, but... if you're seeing things, please, take a rest. [Like she's one to talk.]

[Voice]

[mikangirl]

Heh. I've been resting for days. But...apparently I'm not the only one seeing them.

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[sniperkingftw]

[ Usopp will just be cleaning up that mirror for you, buddy. :|b ]

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[mikangirl]

[Nami loves you, Usopp. ;; She'll thank you later. Probably.

...well. When she comes home much, much later she'll be creeping through the house (so as not to disturb any people crashing on their living room floor) to go and clean up said damage herself. >.> Feel free to catch her on the way.]

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[sniperkingftw]

[ Oh indeed. There is a sniper casually approaching. Possibly to lean against the wall outside the bathroom like the boss that he is. ]

Oi.

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[mikangirl]

[We pause in our careful reflection of a suspiciously clean bathroom to consider whether the person lurking outside is responsible. Chances are high, no?]

...hey, Usopp.