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clinomania
"I'm not drunk this time, honest." She scowled at Heather. "And I don't believe you're one to be givin' orders around here." The girl gave her an unhappy look for a second more before disappearing back into her chambers.
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Keya FenrisTheHappyPikachu said:Nanami jumped slightly as she heard an explosion, "Sorry cap'n, guess I'll be seeing you later! I'll be fine! I don't need help from some stupid men!!~" she called out, her attitude was similar to that of a stubborn child and the happening seemed to cause total disregard to the serious moment that had previously been experienced. She continued running around and sighed as she located Keya on the top-eco sitting on the railing. This was not, however, without walking into more than a few walls on the way there, vision still still significantly blurry and head aching, "And what the hell just happened?~…." she asked the girl with hands on her hips, not showing signs of the symptoms she was experiencing despite her eyes trailing off ever so slightly without her focusing to keep them on the silhouette of the girl.
She swore under her breath slightly though as pain hit her sharply and she stubbled again, catching herself on some ropes thankful and straightening herself up, "What did you explode 'this time'." she continued with a slightly arched eyebrow, her cutlas shimmering in the moonlight.
Keya FenrisTheHappyPikachu said:Nanami sighed, nodding and brushing the girls hand off her shoulder, one hand still on her hips, "Yeah, fine. Just some off booze and- other things…." she muttered, blushing slightly again and looking away to hide the fact of her doing so, she coughed once to clear her throat and re-adjusted, "A-Anyway. Try not to make so much of a racket, okay? Some men are heading off to bed and others are on lookout up in the birds-nest, we don't need any casualties from our own crew, correction, 'anymore' casualties, from your 'experiments' or I'm calling mutiny on you, K'ay?~" she teased with a smirk weakly, still holding onto the ropes and trying to focus on the girls silhouette, she was trying hard to act like her usual self, of course she was always more friendly to females than males making a significantly larger amount of discussion with Keya even more so than with their captain, of who she, despite seeming to be the male she trusted most, exchanged few words with.
Her eyes softened briefly at Keya, 'the truth…. is it hurts. and I want to tell them that…. but I can't…. seem weak, I'm already of lower ranking than most, Keya brushes it off so easily…. but there's such a big difference between the way males and females are treated….. especially when it comes to pirate business.' she thought to her, looking towards her cutlas and thinking back to something before re-joining the present and looking back up, "Don't worry…. about me." she added, still smirking but wincing as she did so, holding her side.
Mitchs98 said:Keya Fenris
Keya halted her oceangazing momentarily to look up at Nanami when she asked what happend before shrugging. "You know. Another experimental design failure. Same as usual." She replied before brushing a lock of her purpleish-pink hair out of her face and gazing back over the ocean. "Ships' fine, can't say the same for my table though..gunna need a new one." She told her. She glanced back to her when she stumbled, eyebrow raised. "Are you drunk or something?" She asked her directly before her own question. "Oh. Nothing much. A table, a pistol, and a small bomb. You know how it goes. I was tryna make a gun that fired bombs, good idea on paper, didn't really work." She explained. Though she was mostly concerned about Nanami. Sighing she stood and walked up to her, placing a hand on her shoulder. "Are you okay? You don't look so good." She asked her.
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