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discedo_logs2010-03-02 09:40 pm
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Who: [Bad username or site: thiefcat title=Nami @ livejournal.com], [Bad username or site: baratiesbest title=Sanji @ livejournal.com], [Bad username or site: ihasastrawhat title=Luffy @ livejournal.com], [Bad username or site: bokuwadoctaaa title=Chopper @ livejournal.com] [Bad username or site: dontcallmegol title=Ace @ livejournal.com] and [Bad username or site: threesword title=Zoro @ livejournal.com]
Where: Northern Lights
When: Directly after this conversation with Sanji
Rating: PG-13 (for language to be safe~)
Summary: Nami's taking care of the crew because they're retarded and can't not fall in the water in the middle of the winter.
the log:
It was hard to say whether Nami was upset, pissed off or concerned. As she grabbed climatact and headed out, she told herself it was definitely not the latter. But truth be told, she legitimately cared for the well being of her crew. Right now though, the pissed off part was surely shining through more than anything. Not even gone twenty-four hours and two of the crew members were sick.
The whole way from Marshall to the Northern Lights the navigator muttered under her breath things like Can't turn around for five minutes or What were those idiots thinking. She vowed that the second they were better she was going to pummel them so hard they wouldn't be able to walk for weeks. On second though, she'd do it the second she got to the bar. At least that way she'd know Luffy wouldn't get up and wonder off and make himself worse.
It wasn't long before she arrived at the bar, slightly out of breath from the jog over. She offered no friendly hello as she shoved her climatact next to the door. As she tromped off towards the kitchen her only words were, "If you need me I'll be in the kitchen. But only if it's absolutely necessary!" Immediately she set to work, searching out cans of soup, a can opener, a pot. All the while slamming cabinet doors when she couldn't find what she needed and generally making sounds that clearly states she was very unhappy with her fellow crew members. But god damnit she promised soup and she was going to make it if it was the last thing on this strange planet she'd ever do.
Where: Northern Lights
When: Directly after this conversation with Sanji
Rating: PG-13 (for language to be safe~)
Summary: Nami's taking care of the crew because they're retarded and can't not fall in the water in the middle of the winter.
the log:
It was hard to say whether Nami was upset, pissed off or concerned. As she grabbed climatact and headed out, she told herself it was definitely not the latter. But truth be told, she legitimately cared for the well being of her crew. Right now though, the pissed off part was surely shining through more than anything. Not even gone twenty-four hours and two of the crew members were sick.
The whole way from Marshall to the Northern Lights the navigator muttered under her breath things like Can't turn around for five minutes or What were those idiots thinking. She vowed that the second they were better she was going to pummel them so hard they wouldn't be able to walk for weeks. On second though, she'd do it the second she got to the bar. At least that way she'd know Luffy wouldn't get up and wonder off and make himself worse.
It wasn't long before she arrived at the bar, slightly out of breath from the jog over. She offered no friendly hello as she shoved her climatact next to the door. As she tromped off towards the kitchen her only words were, "If you need me I'll be in the kitchen. But only if it's absolutely necessary!" Immediately she set to work, searching out cans of soup, a can opener, a pot. All the while slamming cabinet doors when she couldn't find what she needed and generally making sounds that clearly states she was very unhappy with her fellow crew members. But god damnit she promised soup and she was going to make it if it was the last thing on this strange planet she'd ever do.