first harvest. video. saturday afternoon.
[ This seems like it's working now. Nojiko is already out of the New Feather dress, having managed to get directions to the Welcome Center, where she got a run-down of what was going on. That took most of the morning. The rest of the morning was spent finding her clothing, changing, and then sitting at a corner table in the bakery reading through the entirety of the new arrival guide.
She also had breakfast. A muffin. It was a blessedly normal muffin.
The breakfast was the only remotely normal part of the morning. Now that she feels educated (although...skeptical and still trying to hold all of this information in), it looks like it's time to attempt using the journal, as was suggested to her earlier. She's still at her little table in the bakery, the journal held open in front of her. ]
Hello. [ just getting that greeting out of the way, before plunging onward. ] So, I understand that this is a way of talking to people here. [ The guide explained that, and she's sort of been checking out the last two or three entries, just figuring out how it works. ] And I'm also given to understand that there are people here from many worlds?
I'm not asking for that explanation again. I'm just not sure how I'm meant to find anyone from my own world. [ ...Or if she wants to. It's not like being from her world automatically makes someone excellent company or someone she wants anything to do with. But. ] How do you know if you're from this world or that one? If there were a list of possibilities, I guess I might have a chance of picking home out.
So I suppose I'm really just asking to be found. [ Dry laughter. Well, she's taken care of everything else, so...of course, there might not be anyone else. That had been covered, too. ] If you know Cocoyasi Village or the Conomi Islands, I'd be grateful for a quick word. [ Presumably anyone familiar with geography from home would be from home, right?
A pause. Wow, she forgot something important, didn't she? ] My name is Nojiko, by the way. Thanks. [ Okay she'll just end that there, then, and see what's what. ]
She also had breakfast. A muffin. It was a blessedly normal muffin.
The breakfast was the only remotely normal part of the morning. Now that she feels educated (although...skeptical and still trying to hold all of this information in), it looks like it's time to attempt using the journal, as was suggested to her earlier. She's still at her little table in the bakery, the journal held open in front of her. ]
Hello. [ just getting that greeting out of the way, before plunging onward. ] So, I understand that this is a way of talking to people here. [ The guide explained that, and she's sort of been checking out the last two or three entries, just figuring out how it works. ] And I'm also given to understand that there are people here from many worlds?
I'm not asking for that explanation again. I'm just not sure how I'm meant to find anyone from my own world. [ ...Or if she wants to. It's not like being from her world automatically makes someone excellent company or someone she wants anything to do with. But. ] How do you know if you're from this world or that one? If there were a list of possibilities, I guess I might have a chance of picking home out.
So I suppose I'm really just asking to be found. [ Dry laughter. Well, she's taken care of everything else, so...of course, there might not be anyone else. That had been covered, too. ] If you know Cocoyasi Village or the Conomi Islands, I'd be grateful for a quick word. [ Presumably anyone familiar with geography from home would be from home, right?
A pause. Wow, she forgot something important, didn't she? ] My name is Nojiko, by the way. Thanks. [ Okay she'll just end that there, then, and see what's what. ]
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But Nojiko looks thoughtful, wondering how far back or forward she might be. ]
Ah...a bounty increase, for declaring war on the world government.
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Dumb luck... Mm, I remember that. It was far behind what I know. It was just before we...met, for the first time. It's been two years since that, for me.
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[The war, especially. Perona herself's not exactly fond of it, not is she of speaking about it. There's too much she doesn't know, too much glossed over by the World Government, too many secrets and lies...and deaths, of course. Perona's still not sure if Moria's dead, how he died, or even who killed him. And she's still not sure how she really wants to feel about that, if he is dead.]
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I'd like to hear it, if you're willing to tell me.
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I'm not quite sure what happens after the incident with Eines Lobby, but they eventually...stumbled onto Mo--my former captain's ship. That was how we were...mmh, introduced. Afterwards, a circumstance occurred where I was forced to...leave the ship. [FUCK YOU, KUMA. FUCK YOU AND EVERYTHING YOU STAND FOR.] The swordsman followed me, and I took care of him. From what I learned, the other Straw Hat pirates were also separated. The Rubber Boy must have learned about Fire Fist's execution at Marineford and foolishly tried to prevent it...by entering Impel Down on his own and ravaging the execution stand as well. He's never been a bright one.
From what the newspapers told, which may be a lie I cannot be sure, a great amount of pirates and marines - including the three Admirals as well as the Shichibukai - appeared at Marineford to watch the execution. ...They were preparing for war, and a war did indeed come. Whitebeard fought, and so did a great many pirates. Lives were lost, of course...
Both Fire Fist and Whitebeard himself were eliminated. [And others, definitely, though Perona doesn't care about whatever marines lost their lives.] The Rubber Boy survived, obviously...and gave a message to his crew. Two years. Grow stronger and meet again in two years at the border between the first half of the Grand Line and the New World.
I'm unsure of the whereabouts of the other crew members, but Zoro trained on Kuraigana, and I tended to his injuries when he received them. After the time was up, I brought him to Sabaody to rejoin his crew. That's all I know.
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...That's...a lot to happen in such a short time.
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[Those waters always move at their swiftest, and many a thing happens in that sea. Perona's used to it - she spent over ten years on the Grand Line herself - so it never really bothers her anymore. That's just how it is. There's a very good reason it's been called the Devil's Sea.]
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