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[He can't be in six places at once, so he goes to the most organized, the most strategic -- the most vulnerable, to him, still, thinking of the cold and the ice and the way she'd shiver in her sleep, sometimes and]
Are you with the rest of the crew? Are you all safe?
Are you with the rest of the crew? Are you all safe?
why would you think i would set you up like that? how could you?
i change the vote not only on information others put forwards, but because people were noticing and voting against you. i am trying to protect everyone, not have you all winding up in the dungeons.
i change the vote not only on information others put forwards, but because people were noticing and voting against you. i am trying to protect everyone, not have you all winding up in the dungeons.
I'm not angry with you for your vote. Not that I'll say I enjoyed being accused, but I understand where the sentiment came from. And you don't know me, so I don't feel it was personal.
I just wanted to say to you that I maintain my innocence, though I know you don't know me for my word to matter much. But innocent or not, I am not violent and have no intention to seek revenge against you or any of your friends.
I just wanted to say to you that I maintain my innocence, though I know you don't know me for my word to matter much. But innocent or not, I am not violent and have no intention to seek revenge against you or any of your friends.
i don’t think it was you.
( she types it very simply — knows, inherently, it’s a shitty thing to say to someone you not only pointed a finger at, but doubled down on because you were too stubborn or too raw or too hurt to do anything else. the words don’t type, i believe you, because nami doesn’t believe anyone and especially not a stranger, but the sentiment is there, in between the things she will not say. nami is not immune to logic, despite what the votes show. )
i’m sorry i did it. really sorry. i was wrong.
luffy and all them, they’re really not bad people. ( nami does not include herself in that count for haha funny mental health reasons )
also i am not too proud to be very relieved you don’t want to kill me. i was nervous.
( she types it very simply — knows, inherently, it’s a shitty thing to say to someone you not only pointed a finger at, but doubled down on because you were too stubborn or too raw or too hurt to do anything else. the words don’t type, i believe you, because nami doesn’t believe anyone and especially not a stranger, but the sentiment is there, in between the things she will not say. nami is not immune to logic, despite what the votes show. )
i’m sorry i did it. really sorry. i was wrong.
luffy and all them, they’re really not bad people. ( nami does not include herself in that count for haha funny mental health reasons )
also i am not too proud to be very relieved you don’t want to kill me. i was nervous.
There's rumors that the werewolves may not even know what they're doing. Or remember it. Alia seems genuinely disturbed by her own reveal.
I wouldn't have targeted you in my right mind. If... this was somehow me, I would have had to have been blacked out. But we all black out it seems. All I can say is I had no desire to harm you. I meant that. And honestly I was mad with Koby, not you. And I reached out to him as well.
All I can offer in my defense, as weak as it is, is this is not a method I would have done.
But I will submit myself to any investigation to prove my innocence.
Nami, I am so sorry for what has happened to you.
I wouldn't have targeted you in my right mind. If... this was somehow me, I would have had to have been blacked out. But we all black out it seems. All I can say is I had no desire to harm you. I meant that. And honestly I was mad with Koby, not you. And I reached out to him as well.
All I can offer in my defense, as weak as it is, is this is not a method I would have done.
But I will submit myself to any investigation to prove my innocence.
Nami, I am so sorry for what has happened to you.
Hello. This is Tim Laughlin. I'm a friend of Koby's.
And someone tried to kill us both in the exact same way.
Do you remember anything?
And someone tried to kill us both in the exact same way.
Do you remember anything?
We'll find who did this to you.
Can I bring you anything?
Can I bring you anything?
[Koby doesn't text, feels too tired to even look at his phone. Instead he just sort of -- materializes in Nami's room, radiating misery, feeling the week like a physical wound.
Still, he leans back against the door, waiting for permission. She has her own reasons for wanting to be alone, possibly, and he can seek comfort elsewhere. If he has to.]
Can I sit with you? For a little? You don't have to talk. You can ignore me, if you want.
Still, he leans back against the door, waiting for permission. She has her own reasons for wanting to be alone, possibly, and he can seek comfort elsewhere. If he has to.]
Can I sit with you? For a little? You don't have to talk. You can ignore me, if you want.
( honestly, if nami had any amount of energy more than she does right now, she'd be venomous and spitfite on account of how poorly people have treated koby these last few weeks. unfortunately — she's tired, there was an attack on her life, and all she wants to do is rot in bed for the next six months. she's well on that journey now, meddling into the bedding. when koby enters, she perks up a little, before flopping back down, throwing the pillow she'd be cuddling to her chest on the ground.
wordlessly, she pats the bed in front of her. come get your cuddles, pink. )
wordlessly, she pats the bed in front of her. come get your cuddles, pink. )
so
i dunno if you've heard people talking about the spell matt's trying to cast to like
make people feel better or something
but he needs people to
( fuck??? each other???? )
i guess what i'm trying to say is
do you wanna go to the magic sex orgy with me?
i dunno if you've heard people talking about the spell matt's trying to cast to like
make people feel better or something
but he needs people to
( fuck??? each other???? )
i guess what i'm trying to say is
do you wanna go to the magic sex orgy with me?
( very long wait. there aren't even the typing dots — just her thumbs hovered over the keyboard, not exactly sure what to say. suppose it's a good thing he asked her instead of just going, a little like how she invited him to otherworld. but. well. )
i can't really
( another long wait. )
i can't do that with anyone but you right now. or anyone else ever maybe.
fucking.
( obviously other than luffy, but he's luffy and doesn't count. )
i'll go with you if you want but i don't really want to be vulnerable. i need you to protect me. i'll probably need you next to me the whole time.
if it's too much, you can go by yourself and i won't get mad. i promise.
( she knows zoro just wants to help, and knows he's practically feral with the need to do something. so — this is something he can do, something he'll be good at, something he'll succeed in. she won't stand in his way. )
i can't really
( another long wait. )
i can't do that with anyone but you right now. or anyone else ever maybe.
fucking.
( obviously other than luffy, but he's luffy and doesn't count. )
i'll go with you if you want but i don't really want to be vulnerable. i need you to protect me. i'll probably need you next to me the whole time.
if it's too much, you can go by yourself and i won't get mad. i promise.
( she knows zoro just wants to help, and knows he's practically feral with the need to do something. so — this is something he can do, something he'll be good at, something he'll succeed in. she won't stand in his way. )
( thinking about it, )
I’d take one of the votes away from Alina, personally. Right now it’s tied between her, that monster guy, and Set. I might not like her, but she doesn’t deserve to be locked up. Plus, she’s bringing people back from the dead. She’s important.
I’d take one of the votes away from Alina, personally. Right now it’s tied between her, that monster guy, and Set. I might not like her, but she doesn’t deserve to be locked up. Plus, she’s bringing people back from the dead. She’s important.
nami. ♥ i have a request for you.
can you please pick out an outfit that you feel pretty in?
of course, you look pretty in everything you wear. but choose something special, something sweet and coquettish for a sweet fall evening.
i'd like to take you out.
can you please pick out an outfit that you feel pretty in?
of course, you look pretty in everything you wear. but choose something special, something sweet and coquettish for a sweet fall evening.
i'd like to take you out.
nami. i'm sorry about everything that happened during koby's party invite.
i hope you're feeling okay. i'll drop some snacks and tea off at your room. 💘
do you want to add anything to the menu for the party? i'll be busy prepping, but let me know!
i can always make space for anything you want.
i'll be at the restaurant if you need to find me. just letting you know.
have a good night. 😚
i hope you're feeling okay. i'll drop some snacks and tea off at your room. 💘
do you want to add anything to the menu for the party? i'll be busy prepping, but let me know!
i can always make space for anything you want.
i'll be at the restaurant if you need to find me. just letting you know.
have a good night. 😚
i'm fine
( she actually loves getting yelled at by the woman who ruined her life, and by set who is set, and by shanks who apparently fucking sucks. it's actually her favorite thing ever, she's so happy. )
sorry alina yelled at you
you didn't have to say that
i'll try to think of things
maybe some easy bar food would be good. like popcorn, peanuts? anything
thanks. let me know if you need anything
( she actually loves getting yelled at by the woman who ruined her life, and by set who is set, and by shanks who apparently fucking sucks. it's actually her favorite thing ever, she's so happy. )
sorry alina yelled at you
you didn't have to say that
i'll try to think of things
maybe some easy bar food would be good. like popcorn, peanuts? anything
thanks. let me know if you need anything
( i can't be with you, because i just need you to be with her. it's been hours and it keeps fucking echoing in zoro's head, making his throat tighten every goddamn time, trying not to let it consume him, trying not to spiral like he really fucking wants to.
it's after midnight, and maybe zoro should have called or texted first to let nami know that he's on his way to see her because sanji needs zoro to be with her, and zoro needs zoro to be with her. he needs to give himself to her — lose himself to her? maybe it's the same thing. it doesn't matter.
after whatever the fuck happened on that post today, the harsh words to and from nami, who knows if she's even here? she's probably rightfully upset, and she could be holing up at koby's, for all he knows. fuck. he really should've thought this through. it's too late to turn around now, though, because here zoro is at her door, deep emerald leather collar clenched in one hand, knocking with the other. )
it's after midnight, and maybe zoro should have called or texted first to let nami know that he's on his way to see her because sanji needs zoro to be with her, and zoro needs zoro to be with her. he needs to give himself to her — lose himself to her? maybe it's the same thing. it doesn't matter.
after whatever the fuck happened on that post today, the harsh words to and from nami, who knows if she's even here? she's probably rightfully upset, and she could be holing up at koby's, for all he knows. fuck. he really should've thought this through. it's too late to turn around now, though, because here zoro is at her door, deep emerald leather collar clenched in one hand, knocking with the other. )
( in fact, nami is home. she spent most of the day with luffy, bulldozing her way through convincing him that she's fine, which had middling success, only to come home and rot in bed, staring up at her ceiling. she doesn't really give a fuck if alina likes her or not — it's more the principle of the thing, that nami opened her mouth when she should've stayed silent, and now she's mad at alina and shanks and set, and doesn't have a solution for dealing with any of it. well, alina's the easy part actually — she just doesn't go near her, ever, doesn't interact with her, doesn't look at her. easy. shanks and set? apparently they come as a pair, and she can't have one without the other, so she's made the very nami decision to not have either. shanks is clearly happy without her. who needs a dad anyway? she barely needed a mom, as evidenced by becoming an orphan twice over, before she even hit puberty.
when she answers the door, she has white eye masks under her eyes, the hair on either side of her head drawn back in two french braids, knotted at the nape of her neck. nami half expects it to be sanji, though she's not sure why — it seems like him to make a midnight plea for forgiveness, and she probably would forgive him, or at least fuck him, because she's sad and lonely and sanji is no longer the person who's hurt her the most. he's just a number on a list of them.
but it's zoro, and one look at him has her forgetting her pity party, eyebrows knotted together. )
Zoro? ( she reaches up, presses her hands on either side of his face. ) What is it? What's wrong?
when she answers the door, she has white eye masks under her eyes, the hair on either side of her head drawn back in two french braids, knotted at the nape of her neck. nami half expects it to be sanji, though she's not sure why — it seems like him to make a midnight plea for forgiveness, and she probably would forgive him, or at least fuck him, because she's sad and lonely and sanji is no longer the person who's hurt her the most. he's just a number on a list of them.
but it's zoro, and one look at him has her forgetting her pity party, eyebrows knotted together. )
Zoro? ( she reaches up, presses her hands on either side of his face. ) What is it? What's wrong?
[ delivered while nami is out: a seashell and pearl encrusted hand mirror, a conch shell candle, and a set of handmade martini glasses holding several pieces of pearl and gold jewelry. balanced against the candle is a shimmering card written in sanji’s neat hand. ]
Dear Nami,
I hope you enjoy your gifts! I made the glasses myself, because a beautiful person deserves the most beautiful things. They’re safe to use, so make sure you share a drink with someone special during this magical holiday. It’s all of our first time celebrating, so make it count!
With love,
Sanji
[ if the date had been a terrible idea, then this ranks far elsewhere — somewhere worse than terrible, transcending into a place sanji is both terrified and exhilarated to be. nami is still here even after all the cruel words exchanged between them, still electric and angry, red-cheeked and glimmer-eyed. his heart hurts at the sight. she’s been crying, and sanji thinks he’s been crying too, because he can’t help it, a pavlovian response to her pain. they’ve been drinking too, and sanji thinks maybe he made the drinks, or perhaps not — he doesn’t remember, because he doesn’t remember much of anything anymore, except sharp words and pleading tongues outside of alina’s shop, all the way back to the manor, to the restaurant, and now here.
here being the tattoo parlor he hadn’t known existed. he doesn’t think nami had either, because they’d both stared blearily at the sudden appearance of the door before she’d barreled inside, and, of course, he’d followed.
now, she’s straddling him in a chair, her fingers hooked in his open mouth, his lips parted as the sharp point of a needle pushes against his tongue. his knees brace her hips, the strings of her flowered dress hanging loose at her chest, the fabric spilling open so the fresh metal adorning her nipple glints in the hazy purple light. the sight turns his breath ragged, his hips straining to keep still, nami’s fingers slick with his spit.
he doesn’t remember asking for or agreeing to this, but that doesn’t matter, because he’d agree to anything with her. yes, you can pierce my tongue. yes, you can drag my heart across the floor. yes, you can call me a faithless liar even when you’re all i think about, and i love you i love you i love you.
the needle goes in like a knife through butter, his eyes squeezing shut as fire jerks through him, fingers digging into the bunched fabric at nami’s waist. a muffled groan tangles in his throat, hips pushing against nami’s knee to relieve the riotous pressure. his hand slides up her ribcage, a trembling thumb touching her flushed, swollen nipple while he tastes blood in his mouth, his jaw aching, his eyes wet from the sharp sting of pleasure.
a man that looks more like a sheep than a person comes over to cluck at nami’s work, which incenses sanji to an absurd degree, but then he has new fingers in his mouth, his abused tongue tugged at and twisted. the room spins and his cock weeps, and when he’s finally freed, his head falling back against the chair, he realizes his palm is pressed hard against the solid metal of nami’s piercing, her breast hot and supple in his hand.
he lets go, sitting up and gently cradling her waist. ] Nami —
[ metal knocks against the roof of his mouth, sending a shudder through him. the stinging pain feels good, and nami feels good, and it’s tearing him in two to think about the fight they’ve just had. ]
I only want you. [ he leans in miserably, his warm breath gliding along her bare, flushed skin. ] I thought you would be happy.
here being the tattoo parlor he hadn’t known existed. he doesn’t think nami had either, because they’d both stared blearily at the sudden appearance of the door before she’d barreled inside, and, of course, he’d followed.
now, she’s straddling him in a chair, her fingers hooked in his open mouth, his lips parted as the sharp point of a needle pushes against his tongue. his knees brace her hips, the strings of her flowered dress hanging loose at her chest, the fabric spilling open so the fresh metal adorning her nipple glints in the hazy purple light. the sight turns his breath ragged, his hips straining to keep still, nami’s fingers slick with his spit.
he doesn’t remember asking for or agreeing to this, but that doesn’t matter, because he’d agree to anything with her. yes, you can pierce my tongue. yes, you can drag my heart across the floor. yes, you can call me a faithless liar even when you’re all i think about, and i love you i love you i love you.
the needle goes in like a knife through butter, his eyes squeezing shut as fire jerks through him, fingers digging into the bunched fabric at nami’s waist. a muffled groan tangles in his throat, hips pushing against nami’s knee to relieve the riotous pressure. his hand slides up her ribcage, a trembling thumb touching her flushed, swollen nipple while he tastes blood in his mouth, his jaw aching, his eyes wet from the sharp sting of pleasure.
a man that looks more like a sheep than a person comes over to cluck at nami’s work, which incenses sanji to an absurd degree, but then he has new fingers in his mouth, his abused tongue tugged at and twisted. the room spins and his cock weeps, and when he’s finally freed, his head falling back against the chair, he realizes his palm is pressed hard against the solid metal of nami’s piercing, her breast hot and supple in his hand.
he lets go, sitting up and gently cradling her waist. ] Nami —
[ metal knocks against the roof of his mouth, sending a shudder through him. the stinging pain feels good, and nami feels good, and it’s tearing him in two to think about the fight they’ve just had. ]
I only want you. [ he leans in miserably, his warm breath gliding along her bare, flushed skin. ] I thought you would be happy.
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