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[She wakes up in the middle of the forest. It is hard to tell what time of day it is but things seem to be more alive. Everything is moving. It is then she realizes she is somewhat...changed.]

[Well then, this is interesting. She tries to speak, but only comes out with a faint meow. How frustrating. Finding her journal she flips it open with a swipe of a paw, and sees that the writing function has been disabled. Of course it has. But you may, if you are fortunate, see a black cat staring down at you until she flips the book back shut, picks it up in her mouth and trots villagward.]

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Yohohoho! Can I make Coffee? ... [Actually... could he make coffee? When was the last time he actually made coffee?] I can do it with one hand tied to my spine! Yohohoho!

[Hmm... that might not have been as good of a play on one hand behind my back as he was hoping for. He opens the door for Robin, seeing as how she can't exactly open it in her current form.]

Sanji probably has a decent coffee maker in the kitchen right?

[He's not exactly sure as he's never bother making coffee before, being more of a tea man.]

Umm... hang on, I'll be right back.

[Brook quickly goes into his music room to fetch some of his writing materials he uses to record his music. At least this way she can still communicate, without them having to resort to weirder methods. Like spilling sugar on the table so she effectively has 'dirt' to write in. Hopefully she can still write somewhat small enough not to eat up too much of his paper.]

Sorry, just grabbing a few things.

[And now he's busily preparing coffee to the best of his abilities... even though he's not sure if he remembers all the details, if there are any.]

Can cats even drink Coffee safely?

[In retrospect he probably should have asked this before he started.]

[Could he make the coffee? She isn't sure. And it now occurs to her that he doesn't exactly have tastebuds. Does it matter? Perhaps he can intuitively tell what is good and what is liable to make even base insects curl up and die. Anyway it is an interesting experiment.

She perches on the table while he grabs a few things and notes gratefully the paper. This will be much easier. At his question, she dips a claw tentatively in the ink and writes out]

I don't know. It will be interesting to see what happens.

[and if she does expire, well, she should be back in a week or so.]

... Okay.

[He trusts that she probably knows best about her feline body after all. Although if she does end up dying, he'll probably have a mild break down... no biggy.

Well... whether or not it's any good, Brook's coffee for her has now finished, and he pours her a steaming cup. Then he rethinks it, and puts it into a bowl instead. No offense meant Robin, but he doesn't think a cup would be the best way for her to safely drink it.]

Here you are, one steamy bowl of Joe.

[The coffee... was almost certainly... utterly average.]

[She's not sure whether to feel annoyed or grateful for the saucer. Though she supposes. She laps up the coffee and finds that it is not utterly average. It is actually far below average, hovering on the verges of poor. It's not you, Brook, except it is you.

Still you did make it for her so]

The taste won't kill me.

[a few more experimental laps]

Has anything interesting happened while I've been gone?

[Welp, so much for hoping it was average.]

Well that's something I suppose. I'd hate to be responsible for you keeling over and dying.

As for anything interesting... well I suppose that depends on your definition of interesting. Marco gave me a lift to Luceti, I played my violin for a dragon, there were some prankster ghosts floating around, there was a plague of bats, rats, and spiders... What sort of things interest you most?

[Marco did? Robin is slightly disappointed in missing the fun. The Malnosso are cruel like that. She has no direct answer to his question because everything interesting. Or rather, she doesn't know what isn't interesting until it bores her. All that is aside however to the real question]

How do you find Marco?

[Brook would have blinked in surprise... if he had eyelids... so instead it's more of a squint, and then blank stare.]

That's... an interesting question.

[What kind of answer was she looking for? Well, may as well be brutally honest.]

He seems like an interesting fellow, if not with some slightly strange quirks. What do you see in him, and liked enough about him to have this relationship?

[Without eyes, one would argue, all of your stares are blank. She ponders his question, though. What does she see in him? It's difficult to put into words. Especially when her words are somewhat limited this way. There is so much...]

Luceti makes being nakama complicated. Marco is uncomplicated.

[It is easy to speak of anything with him.]

Interesting choice of attributes. You like him because he's easy? Yohohoho!

[Brook just loved using double entendres.]

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yes. Don't you?

[Brook's just gonna stare right back miss pretty kitty.]

Well actually...

I suppose you're right. He's not quite as caught up on social norms or other types of things as much as other people, so he's easier to talk to.

[This is why they get along so well. Robin licks her paw absently then writes:]

Yes. And we are distant here. Or we seem to be. Pulled apart in a way.

So is another reason that the two of you get along so well, that you both understand that it may not potentially last forever, but you'll enjoy what time you do have together?

[Brook was merely guessing here, but it was a sentiment he could easily relate to, and appreciated, having died.]

[She ponder this for a moment]

That's too optimistic, I think. He seems to be one of the few that acknowledges there is an end. But he is not afraid of it.

Like Luffy, ne? Live your life with no regrets.

I see... It's an interesting relationship the two of you have together.

...

So... what's he like in the sack?

[Why Brook? Why do you gotta ask these kinds of questions?]

[She thinks about this]

Trainable. Though there is still work to do.

Really? I would have expected him to be a bit more experienced... Huh. How about that...

Still, at least you can actually work with him on it.

Surprising, isn't it?

[And she could very well be lying and as a matter of fact she isn't. Merely teasing which is more or less if not completely the same thing]

But he's an astonishingly quick learner.

I know my experience in that field is likely a little lacking. Although dying, and spending 50 years alone as a skeleton can really do that you. Yohohoho!

Well perhaps you will meet someone here. Luceti is certainly full of strange people who wouldn't mind your puns.

[Because that's the biggest drawback of course.]

That sounds... rather unlikely. I mean, some would say my puns are pretty DrEADful. Yohohoho!

[Yes, it's obviously the puns rather than the undead thing.]

[Quite obviously. Brook isn't that bad a catch, if you like thin men]

They are. But perhaps she'll have the same bad taste?

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