017 [Voice, backdated to Sept 5th]

[deathsdoctor]

[Hello Luceti. You’re greeted by the sound of a journal opening and muttering. And in the far background, rustling. Like something is squirming around in the distance - wrapping, twining, growing.

We might have a problem here.]



Is there anyone in the village with extensive knowledge of fairy tales? We have a situation on our hands we could use some advice dealing with. [Or maybe even a rescue, but Law’s pride keeps him from saying that much - for now.]



Thorns. [Katara’s voice piped in.] Lots and lots of thorns. They’re growing and overtaking the house, and we’re not sure why.



We think they’re connected to a kidnapping effect. The lady affected has been in an unnaturally deep sleep for days and nothing seems to wake her. [Nothing. Not even beer bottles perched on her head. 8|a ] Has anyone heard of anything like this?

((This is an open post that can be fielded by anybody trapped in the house. Threadjack to your hearts’ content - Law’s journal is made to be snatched from him and anyone else who has it.))

Comments

[deathsdoctor]

Yes. Most of them are nakama.

[redjacketthief]

Nakama. That's the word. [If he understood it correctly, it was a concept he was himself intimately familiar with.]

There's no reason why we can't speculate on the possibility of the kiss being out of love in general, and not just romantic love. The love between nakama is just as influential as romance. Maybe more.

[deathsdoctor]

[So very few people in Luceti were. It was sad.]

Hmm. I would agree. It's most certainly worth a shot.

[ARE YOU LISTENING SANJI?]

[redjacketthief]

[It was sad indeed. They were missing out.]

Anything's worth a shot in that situation. Seriously.

[deathsdoctor]

Yes.

Mind getting the word out to my partner that I'm trapped? So he doesn't worry.

[redjacketthief]

[Itachi. Lupin nodded.]

Consider it done.

[deathsdoctor]

Thank you.

[voice] 1/2

[concasse]

[...

WHELP. EXCUSE THIS LURKER, GENTS. Sanji will just be running to Nami's room right about now. Law can probably smell the carpet burning from the trail of fire he leaves behind.

Or just hear him calling out in glee:]

Nami-swaaaaaaaaaaaaan~! Your nakama prince is here to wake you~!!

[concasse]

[Aaaaand then a few minutes later:]

... It's gotta be some royal shithead.

[Guess how he found out. Just guess]

[deathsdoctor]

[Oi Oi! No burning the house down while we're trapped inside!

...

...

...

WHELP.]

Damnit.

[Guessing now...

... oh geez.]

[concasse]

[CAN HE BURN THE HOUSE DOWN NOW, LAW?

SANJI THINKS HE SHOULD BE ALLOWED ON GOOD BEHAVIOR]

[deathsdoctor]

[...









Sanji, really. If you must, could you contain it to one room? Like Zoro's room?]

[concasse]

[... Well, he does owe Zoro back for placing bottles on Nami-san's face.]

[redjacketthief]

Sanji--it failed?

[...]

Welp, I got nothing now.

[concasse]

[Sanji doesn't answer properly so much as he makes a noise that sounds like a jungle cat being shaved against its will]