Roronoa Zoro (
gavemyword) wrote2012-02-04 04:42 pm
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one // [accidental voice]
--oes thi-- s work? Hello? [The journal turns off, then on again.] ... how the-- do you... [Frustrated noises. The sound of fumbling and a bit of static. Wind blows through, loud, before cutting off abruptly. When it finally, finally comes back on the sound is muffled, like someone's speaking a little too close to the journal.]
--re these wings on my back and where the hell are my swords...
[ooc: please note that this is backdated by about a day! it coincides with this, but if anyone wants him from a later point in time just let me know in the comments. :D]
--re these wings on my back and where the hell are my swords...
[ooc: please note that this is backdated by about a day! it coincides with this, but if anyone wants him from a later point in time just let me know in the comments. :D]
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The thought didn't really sit well with Zoro.]
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Then...do you remember this place? Luceti?
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No. The last thing I remember is Sabaody after the auction house.
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[What's more surprising is that he's from so far back. Chopper only now realizes - actually, let him wriggle down from your head to get a better look, Zoro - that you're missing that new spiffy scar you had over your eye, and your hair is a tiny bit shorter. The auction house...]
Has anyone else told you, then? About what's happened in our world?