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[skulljokelol]

[Sunrises are beautiful from the top of the Straw Hat's rooftop. Brook makes it a point to see each and every one of them, watching the world around them stir to life as he plays the violin. He's been inseperable from it and his other instruments since everything has gone back to normal. There is so much relief in being able to do this again, and

Comments

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[likeafirework]

[That's somewhat unexpected. Hitsugaya stares at the message for a few moments before he decides that he simply can't avoid Brook forever.]

Well enough. [There's a pause, and then small inkspots as Hitsugaya taps the page with the pen. What to say, what to say.]

It was taken care of.

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[skulljokelol]

That's good. I'm glad to hear that.

[Some thoughtless scribbles appear in the corner of the page; he keeps his hands busy as he debates whether or not to ask the next question.]

It was something private, wasn't it?

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[likeafirework]

[Hitsugaya hums in assent. It's private, yes, but he's the one that freaked out in front of Brook for no apparent reason.]

It's something that happened shortly before I arrived here.

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[skulljokelol]

[None of his concern then, which is about what he thought.]

I apologize that you had to experience any of it again.

[Voice]

[odas_chichi]

Good for you. No one seems to be saying "I liked the other me more" thought.

[Now that would have been a curious thing to see.]

[Voice]

[skulljokelol]

I would certainly hope not! It would be little to mope about if they did, however. If anything, it would be a good opportunity to take steps to improve oneself.

[Voice]

[odas_chichi]

You mean it's not an opportunity to do so now?

[ voice | crew filter ] @__@

[sniperkingftw]

What kind of question is that? We could always use a vacation. [ With luck, it'll go better than the one they tried on Skypiea. ]

[ voice | crew filter ] @__@;;

[skulljokelol]

[As it turns out, space crickets work for Enel.]

In that case, we are long overdue for one!

[ voice | crew filter ] we can do iiit.

[sniperkingftw]

Definitely. [ I KNEW IT ]

So you're normal again, too? [ >__> just making sure. ]

[ voice | crew filter ] I believe~

[skulljokelol]

[There's a small chuckle, and then he launches into playing this.]

Hmm. I think that perhaps I am!

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[gomugomunopwn]

[Dude they NEVER just really "get a vacation. And now he's feeling down to the point where he's sure they'll probably get attacked by some random enemy even though they're trying to relax.]

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[gomugomunopwn]

[Of course, he can't really SAY that. He can't be the one to try and bring everyone down when they're trying to relax and have fun for ONCE. And so...]

Good idea, Brook!

[Voice | Crew Filter~]

[skulljokelol]

[ALL THE MORE REASON TO TAKE THE VACATION.]

Glad to be met with your approval, Captain! Any ideas on where we should head for?

[Voice | Crew Filter~]

[gomugomunopwn]

Nah. I'll let you guys decide on it.

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[tanukipoint]

[When Chopper woke at dawn and heard the blurred sounds drifting in from the window, his first thought was how careless it had been to fall asleep with it open. His second thought came after the sounds sharpened in his ears.]

[Minutes later he's on the roof, hooves clacking softly against the tile in a way that he knows might cause Brook to notice his presence. Unless he is addressed, however, he will simply take a seat and watch their musician, outlined by the oranges and reds against the sky, in his trade.]

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[skulljokelol]

[Ah, so he has an audience now, huh? Brook smoothly moves into playing this once Chopper is seated, continuing to watch the sunrise, though he'll sneak a glance to the little reindeer every now and then to see if he's enjoying the tune.]

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[tanukipoint]

[He hasn't the presence of mind to say anything at first, head turning and tilting on its own accord, ears angled towards Brook as the violin's notes vibrate in the air around them. He doesn't know much about music, but he'd heard the saying that it was a window into one's soul.]

[Strong. A melancholy that draws respect; layers of energy that command admiration, strength. The word that replays in his head like a recorder is strong. Just like...]

...Brook.

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[skulljokelol]

[There's still a few notes left of the song, so the tune continues. He's paying attention though, and he catches that word, quiet as it may be.] Hm?