Log 10 [4th Wall Action]

[toujoursfluer]

[Robin will be out and about in the afternoon, wandering here and there all over the village. Feel free to meet her pretty much anywhere, though the fountain and the library are her habitual spots, she will come to Seventh Heaven around evening to see who is to be seen. It is her last great run of exploring the new 'guests' before hiding away in her room. Truly, the variety of people are wonderful, but dizzying at the same time. And...in the end, perhaps, they will have gone home, perhaps.]

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[om_nom_namur]

[He cocks his head to the side.]

Well, shit that's easy enough ta fix. I c'n take ya swimmin'. There's an ocean right there.

[And now he's WAY confused cuz isn't she supposed to be a pirate?]

[toujoursfluer]

Swimming is not an option for me unfortunately. [and she'll absently show him a burst of fluer before letting it fade into petals]

In any case, I prefer an endless sea to one that has a barrier.

[om_nom_namur]

Whoa! Hey, that's cool. Do it aga-

Wait. Barrier? Man, that's prolly why it tastes like an aquarium in there.

[He stoops down and picks up one of the petals as a souvenir.]

[toujoursfluer]

[she wants to knock it from his hand. It's not his to keep. But he will only be here a short time so it is not worth the effort and she doubts he will be able to take it with him]

Mm. And what strange fish, ne?

[And then to change the topic into something a little less depressing]

Are there many Fishmen that sail with Whitebeard, or are you the only one?

[om_nom_namur]

[Hey girlie. You don't want people takin' 'em, don't leave 'em layin' around.]

'S just me. Not a whole lotta Fishfolk make their way up ta the surface, yanno? An' those that do, lotta times didn't wanna go in the first place. But it's hard gettin' through the deep without a ship t' take the heat an' the cold an' th' hits for ya, so they get stuck.

[Namur sighs.]

[toujoursfluer]

I imagine so. I've been there. It's quite a long trip downward [and satisfactorily terrifying]

Perhaps that will change soon, ne? [Who knows what kind of havoc they will cause there. Well--the others do. As for herself, not so much. Not yet at least]